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[Brandon looks, for all intents and purposes, bored as hell.]

You know what this place really needs?

[Bit of a pause. Purely for dramatic effect, you understand. He is an actor.]

Twitter.

And if you have to ask me what that is, you're seriously dead to me. Like. Don't even try.

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[Head in hands.]

So a blog is like... information you publish on the internet in one centralized location, right?

[or something like that he's never actually looked into it.]

And blogging is...

[come on you should be able to guess.]

[It's short for "web-logging," Brandon.]

So it's like an encyclopedia on a computer?

... Not really. It's like... you know, you can have a food blog or something where you post pictures and recipes and stuff. Or a movie blog where you talk about movies you've seen. Or just your life in general. It doesn't have to be useful. Most of the time it's pretty much the opposite of useful.

That sounds...pretty cool, actually.

[You realize Nita would have a blog, right?]

Yeah? Well, you could always do something like that here. The network would support it, it's just... you know, probably not a good idea to spam everybody like it's 4chan or something.

[it would be called 'under the sea', wouldn't it.]

[Don't give her ideas.]

It's not like I have anything to talk about. I mean, I'm not even on a team here.

You could always keep us updated on the ocean. I mean, if we make landfall eventually then wouldn't you theoretically be able to get to the bottom at some point, once the turtle's in shallow enough water?

Depends how fast the continental shelf drops off.

I'm not even going to pretend I understand how that works.

[He didn't really do that whole school thing like a normal kid.]

[Surface dwellers are so ignorant, gosh.]

The part up close to shore that's above water during an ice age.

[Nita's gesturing in an effort to clarify what she means, but it's not particularly helpful. She pauses as something occurs to her.]

I have no idea if that's how things work here. I mean, we're on a giant turtle.

Well, yeah, but the laws of... I don't know, science or whatever probably still apply.

[Oh, he is but a young comic book character...]

Not if we're not in our universe.

I wish Doc Richards were here.

[HE KNOWS EVERYTHING and since Nita spent a while being a Fantastic Four supporting character, she actually likes him.]

Ugh, that douchebag? Why even?

[Brandon has a) never met Reed and b) doesn't care to ever do so. But doesn't everyone think he's an asshole these days?]

[tmw when you're not even sure if "douchebag" is current slang at your character's canon point.

Oh well it's pretty clearly derogatory.]

He's the smartest man in the world and I don't want to hear it.

[Glare.]

Holy crap, Nita. It's not like I insulted your mom.

He saved my life! He and Nova saved the whole universe. What have you done lately?

[Sensitive subject, apparently.]

[He -- actually looks a bit shocked, and sits back from his screen a little.

It doesn't last too long.]

You wanna know what I've done? I got kicked out of the only place that could maybe help me get a handle on my powers. Oh, and it's because the goddamned adults think I'm going to turn into a supervillain even though the entire thing was their fault in the first place for screwing everything up! I mean, Osborn in charge of SHIELD? Yeah, smart.

So what if Reed saved the universe! Name one a-list hero that hasn't. Do you even know what side he was on during the Civil War?

[Brandon uses PERSECUTED, SELF-CENTRED TEEN COMPLEX. It's not very effective...]

I don't know anything! I got pulled out of time by an insane demigod to fight by proxy for his right to control all of history--where I almost died of dehydration in the middle of a desert first--was kidnapped and held hostage by an evil version of Captain Marvel from another universe, and then my boyfriend, who saved me from getting thrown back in time to die went and sacrificed himself to keep Thanos from destroying everything. I got back to Earth after the memorial service in Attilan for hundreds of thousands of people who gave their lives to keep the Cancerverse from invading our universe, and found out Atlantis was destroyed, and that the world blames me for the Superhuman Registration Act!

So yeah, forgive me for not having every little detail straight.

[Nita used OVERWHELMING GRIEF AND GUILT.]

[... oh.]

... I don't.

[Blame her. Not that he was too involved in that, since timelines. But. Yeah.]

[Oops, she's crying. Nita sniffs and wipes furiously at her eyes.]

How did everything get so screwed up?

If you ever figure it out, I'd love to hear it. Trust me.

[He's quiet for a moment, and then...]

Hey do you-- like. Should I... come over or something?

I--yeah, if you wanna.

[But it's his fault she's crying...Nita doesn't even know what her emotions are doing.]

You're Water sector, right? Which suite?

3A.

[I think, and it's like three clicks to get to the spreadsheet.]

Be there in a bit.

[and suddenly action! and Brandon is knocking at the door.]