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[spideyfanone]

[It's hard to be sure of the camera's angle, but it's definitely propped up somehow, with the speaker hanging upside-down from the ceiling, because why not. Scrawny, scruffy, in his early teens, and some kind of fuzzy, blue elf-demon. When he speaks, it's with a clipped Brooklyn accent.]

So... the turtle is new and different. I've done space whales, but not reality-turtles.

Anyway. Longshot, but any of my team here? Lookin' for a General James Howlett especially, or Miz Alison Blaire? ...Hercules? ...Emmaline Frost-Summers? I mean, she doesn't even like me and I think she's a goddess now, but worth a shot.

Guessing not, though, so does anybody need somethin' fixed? Because I hate being bored, and unless somebody's got a mission that needs doing, I'mma be a huge pain in the butt.

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[fuzzyelf]

[Have an equally blue, just as fuzzy, but less scruffy elf-demon that's just a lot older and with a raised brow. Minus the red tattoo. If it hadn't been video, he's sure the names would have pinged him.]

I knew there were people with a twin running around, but I always imagined mine would be a little older.

[spideyfanone]

[He's not totally unphased, but it is a little odd. And unsettling, given the last (and only other) him he met.]

Uh, well, this does happen sometimes. Once we met Mr. Howlett's double when he was, like, ten. Cool to have someone shorter than me around.

[fuzzyelf]

[Sorry, mental images of a tiny Wolverine running around. It's like Logan...only tiny and still hairy.]

Is that what he said? Or do you actually mean you.

[He shrugs a shoulder.]

Usually when I meet another version there about the same age. Not to say I'm not happy to meet you though.

[spideyfanone]

Uh, yeah. I don't think we ever really figured out etiquette for this, so, um, hi?

[It's possible he just wasn't paying attention. Social graces are not his forte.]

[laylaknowsstuff]

[Woah, hold up. It's tiny Nightcrawler, and he's from Brooklyn.

Layla's at the PC in a flash.] No, no, no, and don't let Emma hear you saying that, but she's not here either.

[spideyfanone]

[It's... somebody he doesn't know. Not everybody showed up in the multiverse. Close, or it felt that way sometimes, but not everybody.]

Well... That sucks. But I was just kinda hoping.

[laylaknowsstuff]

[Layla Miller, at your service.]

I know the feeling. I lucked out when I woke up here. Two of my teammates were already here. But Kurt, you're amongst friends.

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[alpha_squad_leader]

[A tiny Nightcrawler is pretty surprising. Victor's bundled up even though he's inside.]

Sorry, none of them are here. Longshot isn't either.

What kind of stuff are you looking to fix?

[spideyfanone]

Wait, Longshot is somebody? I guess I shouldn't be surprised. I just meant, y'know, a shot with long odds... idiomatically.

[Yeah, shutting up.]

I can do anything from a car or a basic computer to a spaceship, really. Techie. It's pretty much my deal.

[alpha_squad_leader]

He is. And I know, I was trying to be funny.

[He flashes a quick apologetic smile.]

Sorry but there's not a lot of any of those around here. There's motorcycles and these consoles but they never seem to break unless someone fiddles with them.

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[wintershepherd]

[ He's definitely mouthing Emmaline Frost-Summers over a few times, before replying. ]

I don't recognize... any of those names, of people who've been here.

[spideyfanone]

Curses. Well, thanks anyway. Figured I'd check.

[wintershepherd]

... why would you think one of them is a goddess? Is that normal?

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[spiderkid]

[You asked for Spider-Man? Miles just happens to be surfing the network as Spidey from a cafe in Earth, when he gets taken aback by blue! And upside down! Usually upside down is his thing.

So Brooklyn accent, meet Brooklyn accent.]

Hey, are you, uh, another universe's version of Nightcrawler? [He met the other one here a while back.] It's just, you're younger than I expected. [Don't be rude, Miles. People say that to you all the time.]

[spideyfanone]

[Please allow a brief moment of total blankness spent on smothering fanboy glee. Sure, he realizes that different versions of people can't really be assumed to have anything special in common, and if he were meeting an alternate of one of his friends, he'd be more reasonable, but he can't be reasonable about a childhood idol and adolescent obsession. He's got the iconic spidey mask on his lunchbox, the only remaining piece of home, for Pete's sake.]

Uh, yeah, I guess? That, uh, that happens... The age thing. I mean. Kinda random.

[spiderkid]

Yeah, alternate universes are weird. I get you.

Well anyway, welcome to Keeliai. I'm Spider-Man.

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[unobtainableredemption]

Even if they are here--which I can't say Iv'e come across anyone with those names--they might not be the ones you're looking for.

[spideyfanone]

Yeah, I know that. One reason I was super specific. I don't think most Mr. Howletts are generals? Pretty sure, anyway. But it'd be a start.

[unobtainableredemption]

I didn't realize you were being specific, as I have no idea who the hell those people are. [Well he sort of does but he hasn't realized it yet.]

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[storm_warning]

Here I figured you learned to stay off the magic stuff after the last time it pulled an age shrink on you.

[Ororo's smiling about it, teasing even; she hasn't realised that this isn't the Kurt she knows.]

[spideyfanone]

Um... I'm not really a magic fan.

[Too much Brooklyn, not enough Bavaria.

He's met other versions of her, but none of them were super personable. But hey, there's gotta be a Storm somewhere that doesn't try and kill him. He's open to possibilities.]

Hi, uh, so, guessing you know another me?

[Strangely common around here.]

[storm_warning]

[Dang, there deflates her teasing for the day.]

Neither was the other you. [Ororo shifts gears fast, tribute to the fact she's been here a year and seen people come/go like leaves in the wind.] He whined about it all day.

[She leans forward and props her elbow on the desk, taking a second look at him.]

So... Yeah, I know you. The other you. He's older -- [and wiser, but she's not saying that without encryption.] -- and taller.

[Said with a wry smile, then she's back to inspecting him.]

If you're not him and you're definitely not the Kurt I know, then I'm guessing another universe. [Because she knows of at least three. Four, actually. And that's just for her kind.] I can deal with that.

Name's Ororo, for the record. [She holds up her free hand to delay any immediate reply.] And before you get your hopes all up in the air, I'm not that Ororo.

[As in the cool goddess and queen rendition of herself that she's heard so much about.]

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[witchnotwarlock]

]Let's bypass the whole deal that you are clearly a younger version of Nightcrawler, because this is more important.]

Did you just call Emma Frost Emmaline? [He's trying to hide how funny that is, because it's almost terrifying.]

[spideyfanone]

I, um, yes? I mean, the one I know, that's her name. I don't really know much about her. Not like we're from the same universe or anything.

[witchnotwarlock]

Sorry, I just... never thought someone would ever get away with saying that. [He laughs.] Hi, sorry, bad way of introducing myself. I'm Billy. And I know the other you? More here, though, I didn't really know him back home! I'd just heard of him.