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[eagletears]

Testing.

All current transported residents, Anchor City.

Attempting headcount. Please respond with identity and statistics if possible.

Warmest appreciation for your invaluable support. We are stronger together.

     Captain Steve Rogers.

Comments

[text]

[psijudge]

[She can't get anything from text, and she's wondering if that's not part of why the communication was sent that way. Still, return in kind, just in case. If he was trying to psi block, he might have some countermeasure. What? Mega City One made a girl a little paranoid.]

Anderson, Judge. Is there trouble?

[That's how she'd respond to Central, at any rate. ]

Re: [text]

[eagletears]

Suppose that depends on your definition.

Your Honor?

[text]

[psijudge]

Other than the whole 'suddenly here' thing, I haven't seen anything.

Just Judge. Or Anderson.

I take it you're military?

[That would go back a ways. Hasn't been a real military since Booth's war.]

Re: [text]

[eagletears]

Me either, and that's unsettling in itself.

Something like that. Security and intelligence.

Good to hear from you Anderson.

[text]

[psijudge]

Case of the old 'it's quiet, too quiet'?

[She's watched enough of the old vids to remember that phrase.]

Where are you from, Captain?

[She feels like she's fumbling around half blind. She's not used to conversing with someone without feeling them with her psi. It's...weird.]

omg so many edits sorry.

[eagletears]

If there's a war going on it's over our heads or under our feet. It's not going to be easy to protect ourselves if we don't know who or what we're fighting or where they are.

I'm from America. It's on Earth.

no worries!

[psijudge]

[There's a long pause as she weighs telling him or not. It's a risk, and one that in Big Meg could have caused problems. But it could help, if she could trust him. She feels crippled, doing text.]

I might have a way to get some answers.

I know Earth. But America.


Isn't so much there anymore.

[eagletears]

I'm all ears. Or eyes, in this case.

[ There's a pause on his end too. ]

What happened?

[psijudge]

[Well, now or never time, Cassandra.]

I can find things out. Hear thoughts.

[That and some other things, but she's going to keep the more...freaky parts to herself for now. Mutants back home weren't exactly loved. Or even tolerated.]

The war. Worldwide nuclear war. Mega City One is the Eastern Seaboard.

[eagletears]

You're psychic? That's new.

I'm guessing you're from the future, or an alternate reality of some kind.

It never ends, does it?

[psijudge]

It's new where I'm from, too.

[Born that close to one of the rad-walls? Yeah, mutations were still cropping up.]

My job doesn't. There's. A lot of crime.

[eagletears]

Sounds handy.

Your service is appreciated.

[psijudge]

It can be. Sometimes.

[Less than handy growing up being able to hear every creep and pervert's thoughts playing through your head with no way to turn it off.]

Don't mention it. I just want to get back home.

Things I never thought I'd say. :)

[eagletears]

I know the feeling.

We'll figure it out.

[psijudge]

I hope you're right.

Any idea why they'd pick us?

[She has theories: a mutant, a psychic, but she's not sure she's right. It could be random, for all she knows, just a casual scoop of people. ]