Nexus and Logan's 'verse. The Black Dog and the Helicarrier. Answers and New Questions

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Mal: *hearty razz for Corsair as he waits on Aoife and Legacy's table. Is standing on the table next to theirs while Eclipse busily cobbles something together and tKriti mugs a bad-natured looking primitive doll*

Corsair: *doing his best to ignore Mal, the headMal he has, and the headVi as well*

Mal: *looks over at Aoife, and then snerks as some bouncy music starts playing on the jukebox. Yanks up her skirts and starts doing the cancan right there on the table, showing the whole world her fluffy pink petticoats and flowered bloomers*

Aoife: *hand over her face as she snickerfits*

Legacy: *gigglefit as divaShot spazzes*

Galeas: That looks like fun.

Corsair: *NOT LOOKING*

Aoife: *pause* Oh, is that where Phil's bow tie went? Nice garter, Mal!

Legacy: ... Wow. I don't know whether to be impressed or feel sorry for poor Phil.

tKriti: Don't feel sorry for that stuck-up glitch.

Mal: *finishes her dance with a flowered Braveheart!*

Galeas: *squeaks as he trips over his feet. Was trying to dance like Mal*

Charlie: *had walked up just then. Gently lifts the young bot to his feet* Careful.

Galeas: *sheepish smile* Guess I should practice more.

Charlie: *chuckles as he looks from Corsair's heated face to Scattershot weakly collapsed in a chair fanning himself* That sounds like a good idea.

Galeas: ^_^ *scoots off to finish what he was supposed to be doing, which is taking dirty dishes to the dish room*

Charlie: *comes over to Aoife and Legacy's table* I have a job.

Aoife: I thought you said I was supposed to take a couple months off? *frown*

Charlie: *slight grin on his hard face* Not you. *looks to Legacy*

Legacy: *blink blink* *surprised*

Charlie: It's just a simple information run. No danger.

Aoife: *giving her boss a STINK EYE. Protective mother here*

Legacy: *curious, but a bit hesitant at the same time* Where at?

Charlie: A reality with both the X gene and Transformers. You won't be anywhere that anyone hates mutants. And you'll be invisible anyway.

Legacy: *bites her lower lip and ducks her head as she thinks*

Aoife: Which reality, Charlie? *glances toward where Violet is playing in Pooka's bed with two young Maximal puppies, a white bayformer sparklet, and a tiny Dinobot*

Charlie: The one Optimus' wife came from. *turns to look down at the protective little Changeling* I need to know the status of the native Optimus. He went missing some months ago, and we just found him.

Aoife: You've got a lot of people. Why can't Logan go?

Charlie: *just looks at her, then glances back to Legacy*

Legacy: *bit of a frown* Which Optimus?

Charlie: He's not Prime anymore. Like I said, he's the guy native to Logan's reality.

Legacy: *quiet for a few moments more as she weighs the pros and cons... and then she's nodding*

Charlie: Are you sure?

Legacy: *quietly* I am.

Charlie: *nods* Do you have a wrist computer, or just a PINpoint?

Legacy: Just a PINpoint.

Charlie: *frowns at Aoife*

Aoife: I've got one for her when she wants it. She's happy here right now, and Damson reminds her of things she needs to remember.

Charlie: *glances to Legacy* It would make the job easier.

Legacy: *small nod, looks to Aoife*

Aoife: *pulls one of the big watches like she wears out of her cargo pocket and offers it* *quietly* It's not quite like mine. It's got an image inducer and a cloaker too.

Legacy: *bit of a grin as she accepts the offered watch* Thanks.

Aoife: You know how to call up the holo screen, right?

Legacy: *amused look* How many times've I leaned over your shoulder to check virtual pets again?

Aoife: *laughs and sends affection* Okay then, smartie. Find the cloaker and engage it.

Legacy: *will work on that*

Aoife: *watches*

Charlie: Busy watching Scattershot try to recover from the shock of shocking wife. *smirk*

Legacy: *does get it figured out after a few moments*

Aoife: *quietly* Good job. Try the teleporter.

Legacy: *will do so, appearing at the end of the bar*

Corsair: *startled shriek*

DivaShot: ... Did he just scream like a girl?

Mal: *on toes with tKriti in her arms as she stretches to try and see* Yup.

Damson: *gives everyone an image of Corsair's bloomers*

Charlie: *to Scattershot* Welcome back.

DivaShot: ... *looks to see what spooked Corsair* 0.o

Aoife: *laughing as baby bot laughter comes from beneath the other end of the bar* -Great, Leggy. Come on back.-

Legacy: *bit of a brat grin as she returns via teleporter*

Charlie: *grins at her, the expression lightening his hard face* Well?

Legacy: I need coordinates.

Charlie: *nods and recites them* Better engage the cloak before you go.

Legacy: *small nod, engages the cloaker and goes*

destination: *the bridge of some sort of modern ship. There are many people sitting at computer consoles, including one guy who is intent on 'Space Invaders'. Out the front windows... is nothing but open sky*

Legacy: *makes absolutely sure her cloaking's enabled, will turn around, intending to try and get her bearings*

Optimus: *strapped into a padded back corner of the bridge. Is sitting there limply with his chin resting against his chest and his optics dim. There's a black-haired teenage girl owling on one of his outstretched legs*

Legacy: *hand to mouth, hesitantly moves to approach. Is also going to try and get a video of the situation, once she's figured out how to do that without dropping her cloaking*

girl: *lifts her head slightly* *quietly* She's here.

tall black man: *glances over from his place near two screens at the centre of the bridge, his single eye keen* *scans the bridge and then lifts an eyebrow, looking slightly amused*

Legacy: *freezes and goes 0_0*

man: Wake him up.

girl: *looks up at the bot she's sitting on, and then pats his leg* Optimus. Hey.

Optimus: *quiet groan as his optics flicker on and his head lifts slightly. From her new angle Legacy will be able to see terrible scarring on his face and body* What? What is it, Elsie?

Elsie: She's here. Can you see her?

Optimus: *struggles to focus as he looks around* ...No.

Legacy: *trying not to hyperventilate. She wasn't expecting anyone to see her!*

Elsie: *frowns and hugs her knees* Yeah, I don't see anything either. That's weird.

Optimus: *winces* Ah, I'm tired.

man: Just stay awake a little longer. This messenger might want to talk to you. *looking around himself. Is showing no threat in his body language, and no fear*

Legacy: *bites her lower lip and frets silently* -Aoife, I think they were expecting me...-

Aoife: *sharply* -Come back. Now.-

Charlie: -No. Wait. I'm not sensing any threat.-

Legacy: *quietly* -Optimus is in bad shape.-

Charlie: -Where is he? What sort of situation?-

Legacy: -Some sort of... flying ship? I don't know what it is, but it's new, and it looks more complicated than the Baytech guys.- *bites her lower lip a bit more* -He's scarred up and having trouble staying awake.-

Charlie: -Flying ship? Is there a human with an eye patch there?-

Legacy: -Yeah. I think he's in charge. And there's a lady named Elsie.-

Charlie: -So Nick Fury has Optimus. How is Fury acting toward him?-

Fury: *frowning toward the big bot with what looks like concern*

Legacy: -He seems worried about Optimus...- *going to take a chance here and focus on trying to pick up on Fury's emotions and feelings*

Fury: *yup. He's concerned for the big bot, and sees Optimus as family to be protected, same as the girl Elsie. Won't ever admit such feelings, and they're hard to pick up. Easier to feel is his impatience with the expected person and their failure to appear*

Legacy: -...He IS worried about Optimus. And he's getting a bit impatient 'cause he can't see me.-

Charlie: -... Do you feel safe showing yourself? That guy's an old friend of Logan's.-

Legacy: -I think it'll be alright.-

Charlie: -Alright. We've got your back.-

Aoife: *wordless protective watchfulness*

Optimus: You're sure, Elsie?

Elsie: Yes. She's here.

Legacy: *carefully disables her cloaking and holds her hands up to show she's not armed* *quietly* I'm right here.

Elsie: *meeps*

Fury: *turns quickly, and then smiles slightly* Welcome to the Helicarrier. You're not quite what I expected.

Optimus: *just giving Legacy a quiet and curious look as he fights to stay awake*

Legacy: *very slight smile, is trying to keep calm, even though she's nervous* Thank you... *bites her lower lip again as she glances to Optimus* *quietly* What happened?

Fury: *looks to the bot*

Optimus: *quietly* I drifted through space for several months after my last battle with Megatron, and then fell through Earth's atmosphere and landed forcibly on rocky ground.

Legacy: *small nod* -That might be why they didn't find him for a few months.-

Charlie: -No one's seen him since he killed Megatron.-

Legacy: -Should we get a medic for him?-

Charlie: -Ask him.-

Legacy: Should I get a medic for you, Optimus?

Optimus: *slight head shake* No. I have received what repair is possible. Now I must mend.

Legacy: *small nod* Alright. *bit of a frown as she tries to think about what to do now*

Optimus: *quietly but intensely* The Autobots must not come here. Cybertronians must never come to Earth. Tell the others. Tell my successor, whoever they are. This world would not survive our war.

Legacy: *and here she's biting her lip again as she nods* I'll make sure the message is relayed.

Optimus: *head nodding as his optics flicker* I... am safe... here.

Legacy: *quietly* Why are you tied up on the bridge?

Elsie: *surprised look for the blonde girl*

Fury: *quiet chuckle* He won't fit laying down. And he seems to need to be where the action is.

Legacy: *blink blink* *very soft snerk*

Elsie: *frowning now* You thought we had him as some kind of captive?

Legacy: Well... I wasn't sure what was going on. It didn't feel like there's any turbulence...

Elsie: He just can't sit up. *sits up herself, putting her feet down* When I bring him to the gym in the mornings he flops like a big rag doll.

Legacy: Ah... *small nod* -Think the Ironhide that lives on the Lost Highway, or one of his neighbors, might be better suited to talking to the new Prime?-

Charlie: -Elita's right here in the Nexus. She'll tell Rodimus what he needs to know.-

Legacy: -Alright.-

Elsie: *curious look as she gets up and comes over. Is an average sized girl of about sixteen, and is also limping badly on one leg* You're looking to the side. But I don't see any headset or microphone.

Fury: Hey, Elsie. Watch the personal space.

Elsie: *stops at a polite distance and gives him a frown for thinking she's an idiot or a little kid*

Legacy: *slight start* Er...

Fury: So you're bringing back a report? *the brow over his one eye quirks slightly as he asks the question*

Legacy: *small nod* Something like that.

Fury: Elsie, you want to go get that off my desk?

Elsie: *shrugs* Sure. *glance for Legacy* Want to come?

Legacy: Alright...

Elsie: *turns and heads toward the door, then stops and waits for Legacy to catch up*

Legacy: *very slight quirk of a grin at the familiar mannerism, moves to follow*

Elsie: *as she walks along* Is it alright to ask your name?

Legacy: Should be...

Elsie: *quirks a slight grin* So what is it? I'm Elsie.

Legacy: I'm Legacy.

Elsie: Huh. Neat. That's your real name? Not a code name?

Legacy: It's what I was given when I was born.

Elsie: Wish my parents had had a little imagination. ...Other than in the lab. *leads the smaller girl around a corner in the corridor*

Legacy: Lab? *looking around as she walks*

Elsie: Yeah. They decided to give me a few customizations. Hopefully I've found out about them all. I don't want any more surprises. This way. *down a side corridor*

Legacy: *very slight headtilt* What sort of customizations?

Elsie: *presses lips together and hesitates* Breathing under water for one thing.

Legacy: Huh. I know someone who can do that. *no judgement in her tone*

Elsie: *glances at her* Yeah? Human?

Legacy: *nod* He's the dad of one of my friends.

Elsie: So... Lab or X gene?

Legacy: X-gene.

Elsie: Oh. *brows quirk* You too?

Legacy: *nod* Yeah...

Elsie: The invisibility?

Legacy: *head shake* Empathic ability. Plus the funny-colored eyes.

Elsie: Ohhhh. *wince* That... would probably stink even worse than the other thing I can do.

Legacy: I've been getting help to make stuff not overwhelming.

Elsie: I just got a big black dude to hold onto for when I wound up vanishing and showing up somewhere else. *rolls eyes slightly*

Legacy: *gently* He's got your back. Everyone needs someone to do that.

Elsie: Yeah. *slight mouth quirk*

Legacy: So... What is it you do here?

Elsie: I see things... know things. *frowns* Sometimes I just can tell something's happened, or I see something that isn't where I am. And sometimes I can take people to see what I'm seeing. Sometimes I just go places on my own or with Optimus or General Fury.

Legacy: *blink blink* Huh... Beats keeping an eye on a pair of grown-ups with ADD.

Elsie: Huh? *quizzical look with a half grin*

Legacy: My other job is at a place that makes blankets. The bosses are both in their twenties, and easily distracted by shiny objects. Den tends to attract all kinds of trouble. Dennis is just a spazz.

Elsie: Ohhh. *grin grows slightly* Well, General Fury attracts some trouble. But he's good at making it go away. *stumbles back as a young soldier whips around the corner and slams into her*

Legacy: *eeeks and quail-chicks on reflex*

soldier: *hurried apology and gone!*

Elsie: *arms around her middle as she slides down the wall to sit* #$#@$#@ it...

Legacy: *deep breaths, deep breaths, peeks at Elsie*

Elsie: *face is pasty pale and a little green as she rests her forehead against her knees*

Legacy: *bites her lower lip and hesitantly moves to put a hand on Elsie's back*

Elsie: *starts slightly, but doesn't look up* *quietly* He got me right on the surgery scar.

Legacy: *quietly* Do you need me to call someone?

Elsie: Yeah... *swallows and then quietly recites a number*

Legacy: *cell phone out and dialing*

Fury: *answers on the second ring* //Nick Fury.//

Legacy: Elsie needs you.

Fury: *voice sharpens* //What happened?//

Legacy: One of the soldiers accidentally bumped into her, and got her on her surgery scar.

Fury: *slight growl* //Where are you?//

Elsie: Corridor 86b. *is shivering slightly*

Legacy: Corridor 86b. *trying to keep calm*

Fury: //Is the scar broken? What colour are her lips?//

Legacy: She's a little pale, but I don't think the scar's broken. She's just feeling a bit urky and hurting.

Fury: //I'll be right there. Talk to her.// *click*

Legacy: *gently* He's on his way here... *very careful back rub*

Elsie: *startles at the touch and gives Legacy a quizzical look*

Legacy: *backs off a bit* *but then is curious and listens a bit to the taller girl's feelings*

Elsie: *just puzzled and curious despite her discomfort. No one has ever done anything like that to her before and she's wondering what it's about*

Legacy: *quietly* Sometimes it helps to have someone rub your back.

Elsie: *also quiet* Really? Is that why Optimus is always trying to put his hand on me since those losers tried using me for General Fury's weak spot?

Legacy: *very slight quirk of a grin* That's Optimus being a suck.

Elsie: *small laugh* *then pauses* You know him? He didn't say anything.

Legacy: *bites her lip* *hesitantly* I know a couple different versions of him.

Elsie: *curious look*

Legacy: I'm... not a local. At least... not to this reality.

Elsie: *slight o.0* All that multiverse #$#@@#$ is for real?

Legacy: *nod* People can't come to realities that they don't have permission to come to though.

Elsie: Good. Those @#$#@$@ that showed up a few months ago were bad enough.

Legacy: *blink blink* What happened?

Elsie: Some guy named Loki decided he was going to take over and play god. His buddies trashed New York.

Legacy: *wince wince wince*

Elsie: *quiet displeasure* And I was in some small town #@$@# school in Vermont and missed the whole thing.

Legacy: *quietly* You were safe though.

Elsie: Not really. The junk started up around the same time Loki kicked through some thing called a Tesserect. I was tripping out and winding up places I hadn't been. Everybody thought I was on drugs.

Legacy: *more wince* *and a mental note to look up what a Tesserect is* *quietly* Is that how you met Fury?

Elsie: No. After all the stuff with Loki ended this guy named Banner came to talk about it at my school. And I wound up suddenly going from my desk to the lawn outside the window while he was there. He took me with him when he left, and then asked General Fury to keep an eye on me.

Legacy: Ah...

Elsie: And then I finally stopped watching stuff that other people couldn't see, and just took the General to where this creepy guy was standing out on some ruins in space. *winces* Yeah, that was fun.

Legacy: Is that how you knew I was there?

Elsie: That was the knowing things. I didn't see anything. I just knew some chick was coming to ask about Optimus.

Legacy: Ah. *small nod*

Fury: *walking down the hall now with two medical personnel behind him* So tell me which dumb#$#@$@ I need to yell at.

Elsie: *doesn't look up* I don't know the guy.

Fury: Humph.

Legacy: *quail chick impression again!* *quietly* It was an accident.

Fury: *pauses. Then, quietly* Easy, kid. I don't bite.

Legacy: *quietly as she gets to her feet* Sorry. Bad habit.

Fury: *surprisingly gentle as he guides her away from Elsie so that the medics can check the girl over and then move her onto a stretcher* We all have them.

Legacy: *small nod* *does her best to be subtle about turning on her blocker since she's starting to feel overwhelmed*

Fury: *notices* *quietly* What's that?

Legacy: *quietly* It's a blocker... It helps me not get overwhelmed.

Fury: *slight nod* Telepath?

Legacy: *headshake* Empath.

Fury: Ah. *nods to Elsie as she's carried away, then looks down at Legacy* You never made it to the office, did you?

Legacy: *headshake*

Fury: Come on. *strides down the hall, muttering softly about #@$@#$#@ kid taking the scenic route*

Legacy: *moves to follow*

Fury: *pauses to wait for her to walk beside him*

Legacy: *hurries to catch up*

Fury: *slight grin of approval, and then brings her to the office and picks up a folder from on the desk* Hard copy's probably the easiest to access.

Legacy: *small nod*

Fury: *hands over the folder, and then pauses to study the girl* Are they coming for him?

Legacy: *quietly* I don't know.

Fury: *nods* Well, he'd probably be better off with his own people.

Legacy: *quietly* He might not want to go back to the Cybertronians. He's got people here to protect.

Fury: *snorts* He can't even sit up on his own.

Legacy: *even quieter* He also doesn't want his people's war to reach this planet.

Fury: If you can show up on my bridge from some other reality, then he can go the same way.

Legacy: *bites her lower lip again* *quietly* I'd like to talk to him again.

Fury: Alright. *turns back to the door, but then growls as the phone rings* Can you get there on your own without tripping any security?

Legacy: *small nod* I think so.

Fury: Alright, then go.

Legacy: *PINpoints back to the bridge*

bridge crew: *few startled reactions, and a cuss from the guy who just got space invaded but good*

Optimus: *lifts his head groggily to see what the fuss is about*

Legacy: *slight wince at the startled reactions and the cuss* *will move to approach Optimus*

Optimus: *watches her quietly, his optics dim but peaceful*

Legacy: *quietly* I have a question. What do you want to do now?

Optimus: *brow plates lift with slight surprise* *thinks this over, then focuses on the tiny girl again* I would like to know how Elsie is.

Legacy: *quietly* She'll be alright. She was just a bit urky-feeling, but the scar didn't open. *very slight smile* Any place in particular that you want to be?

Optimus: *curious look from those low lit optics* This place that General Fury has prepared for me is pleasant.

Legacy: *small nod* *still quiet* Elita is worried about you.

Optimus: *sucks air in through his intakes, his optics going white* Elita... Elita is alive??

Legacy: *nods, watching the mech with concern*

Optimus: *facemask moving as his optics go whiter* But... she must not come here. If Megatron were to follow...

Legacy: *gently* Megatron's not able to hurt anyone anymore.

Optimus: *stares at her for a couple heartbeats* *then* What?

Legacy: You stopped him.

Optimus: *sucks in air again* Dead?

Legacy: *bites her lower lip absently as she nods*

Optimus: *shutters suddenly go dark as he sags in his harness*

Legacy: *eeps*

big blond guy: *just came walking in, but stops short as he hears the eep* What is this?

Legacy: *startles badly*

guy: *startles too* Be easy, child. I mean thee no harm. What hast happened to Optimus? *juggles the wrap he's got in one hand, and then quickly darts over to set it down on a console before coming back*

Legacy: *rambly, flaily explanation*

guy: *frowns down at her with dismay, and then turns and barks a demand. Turns back to the frightened girl* Help is coming, child, be easy.

Legacy: *hugging herself and trying to calm down*

Charlie: *sharply* -What's wrong?-

Legacy: -I think I broke Optimus!- *and the rambly explanation is go for a second time*

Charlie: *transmits calm* -Deep breath.-

Legacy: *deep breath*

Charlie: *still transmitting* -Do it again.-

Legacy: *another deep breath*

Charlie: -Alright. Now tell me what happened.-

Fury: *as he strides onto the bridge* Tell me what happened.

mechanic: *trying to*

Legacy: *explains, both out loud and mentally* I was talking to him, and answering his questions. He was worried that Megatron would follow Elita. and when I explained that he had stopped Megatron, his optics went dark.

Charlie: *relief* -He just fainted. He must be pretty low.-

mechanic: Tell Thor to stop looming. I think he just fainted.

Fury: Thor, stop looming. And get your stinking lunch off my computer.

Thor: *stink eye* I am not looming.

Fury: Yes you are. *Look*

Legacy: *wibble* *is relieved, but still a bit freaked out*

Charlie: -Tell Nick someone will be back, and come home.-

Legacy: *quietly, to Fury* Someone will be back here soon. *PINpoints*

Aoife: *warm arms around Legacy as soon as she appears, and a transmission of reassurance and comfort and calm*

Damson: *darts into Legacy's pocket and snuggles*

Legacy: *hides her face against Aoife*

Aoife: It's alright. You're safe.

Legacy: *small nod* *muffled* He'll be okay, won't he?

Aoife: *quietly* I don't know. But God's not telling me no.

Legacy: *another small nod* *deep breath*

Aoife: *and then she's going rigid with surprise as a tall blond guy appears on the bar beside them*

Legacy: *startles*

Thor: What... *ducks a huge bar towel* What is this place?

Legacy: *peeks* *quietly* The Black Dog.

Thor: *frowning after the being that just tried to flick him* Black... Dog?

Mal: *from where she was chatting to Eclipse's datapad* That's what she said, blondie.

Thor: *scowls at the small, strange doll woman in the silly dress*

DivaShot: *so amused* Mal only speaks the truth. When she wants to.

Thor: *eyes the pink being in the wrap around apron and bow tie* That may be so. But the statement still tells me naught. *looks around, his expression clearing a little before he turns and looks at Legacy* This is thine home, child?

Legacy: *small headshake* It's a tavern. I live with Aoife. *slight tip of her head towards Aoife*

Thor: *glances at the small woman and then startles* Fairy, by...

Aoife: Yeah, so? Not all the fae were crazy megalomaniacs like some of you Asgardians.

Legacy: *quietly* She's Guardian Fae.

Thor: *glance at the teen shows he's heard her, but then he's frowning at Aoife* This child's parents...

Aoife: Know enough about where she is. And how did you get here anyway? You don't teleport.

Thor: Nay. *holds up a keyring PINpoint* You dropped this, child.

Legacy: *quietly* You can keep it.

Thor: *shakes his head* Methinks I have no business here. *lifts her hand and gently presses the device into it*

Legacy: *a bit more firmly* You'll need that if the Nexus decides to gank you.

Thor: I have some small control over my own destiny. *slight smile that isn't mocking*

Aoife: So I suppose you want a wish.

Thor: *turns the smile to the Changeling, and his eyes twinkle slightly* If thou'rt offering.

Legacy: *bit of an eye roll, and then her attention's going to the big, furry guy that just arrived via PINpoint*

Lumen: *perks up as he sees Legacy. scamper scamper, sliiiiide, trip, faceplant* Ow...

Aoife: *as she turns her attention to the furry derp* I'm not. Go ask Nemesis.

Thor: *blinks and then frowns* Very well. *to Legacy* Fare thee well, child.

Legacy: *quietly and a bit distractedly* Stay safe...

Thor: *slight smile* Of course. *turns to walk to where the bartender is leaning against the bar with her pup under one arm*

Mal: *Bravehearts him with her flowered bloomers, and then gives her husband a cheesy grin*

DivaShot: *facepalm* Maaaal.

Charlie: *blurs sideways as he appears. Then looks down at Lumen and bends to easily heft the brawny youngster upright*

Lumen: *sheepishly* Thanks, Charlie.

Charlie: You're welcome. *lets him go and walks over to Aoife and Legacy* What did you find out?

Aoife: Thor's smarmy?

Legacy: *muffles her snickerfit on Aoife's shoulder*

Charlie: *"..." at her and points silently to Legacy*

Legacy: *holds out the folder Fury gave her*

Charlie: *takes it* Anything else?

Legacy: *small nod* *quietly* I don't think he'll want to leave the crew. Fury needs him, even if he won't say so directly... and there's a girl there named Elsie who needs him too.

Charlie: *nods* They're on the Helicarrier?

Legacy: *nod*

Charlie: I can work with that.

Aoife: Did you find out anything about Elsie?

Charlie: Yeah.

Legacy: She'll be alright, won't she?

Charlie: *mouth quirks slightly* That's not what I was looking up.

Legacy: *small nod*

Charlie: I found out who her parents are, and what they did. It turns out I've met them before. I was present at their trial.

Legacy: *blink blink* Trial?

Charlie: Yup. They were tried and convicted for creating a Changeling without permission.

Legacy: ...

Charlie: Fifteen years ago they injected their unborn daughter with a single strand of stolen DNA from a Guardian Fae Changeling. It's obviously been spreading, but because of the way they did it I don't think she'll ever really Change.

Aoife: *wince* Flonq.

Legacy: *looks to Aoife, puzzled and worried*

Lumen: Flonq?

Aoife: It's a Charlie cussword. And he's saying that kid will never be Fae, and never be human. She might get control over what she can do, but she might not.

Legacy: *bites her lower lip* *meeps as she draws blood on accident*

Aoife: Here. Let me fix that.

Legacy: *small nod*

Aoife: *does so carefully as she senses the unspoken wish*

Lumen: *trying to be good and not bat at sparkles*

Charlie: *snerks at Lumen*

Aoife: *finishes doing what she can for the poor hurt lip, and puts the sparkles away. Then smirks at Lumen*

Lumen: *will cuddle Legacy since he can see she's feeling sad about something*

Legacy: *quietly* Thanks, Aoife.

Aoife: *wriggles out of the giant kitty cuddle* You're welcome. *grins, then looks up at Charlie*

Charlie: *offers Legacy a credit chit*

Legacy: *quietly thanks Charlie as she accepts the credit chit*

Charlie: You earned it.

Legacy: *very slight nod, squeaks as she gets picked up by Lumen*

Aoife: *chuckles* So since furball's here are you ready to eat now, Leggy? *doesn't blink as Charlie blurs sideways and vanishes*

Legacy: *small nod*

Aoife: Okay. *looks over at tKriti, who is conked out on Eclipse's table hugging the blue-haired doll. Soft snerk and then goes and gets Violet and Twip before she comes back and sits down at her own table to enjoy a peaceful supper time with her kids*

((written with random_xtras))