hsv. Fort Lennox. Prom Part 1

[dens_extra_pups]

Legacy: I'm not going to the dance.

Miles: It won't be hard for you to get a date.

Legacy: I'm not going to the dance with you, Miles. *sticks out tongue and doesn't look up from her keyboard* Go away, I'm writing my thesis.

Miles: Is Superman in it?

Legacy: There are superhero themes. I'm comparing their uniforms to things like the glass slipper.

Miles: What if I told you Superman wants to take you to the dance? He's married, so don't worry about that.

Legacy: ...If my Red Bull's gone I'll never cook you pizza fish again.

Miles: ...You have Red Bull?

Legacy: Yeah. A friend of mine gave me one of those "Summer Edition" ones... The kiwi flavored one.

Miles: *awful faces* *and then a perk* So, do you wanna meet him?

Legacy: ... If this turns out to be some kind of joke, I'm siccing Missy on you and having her fart on you.

Missy: *fart? Where? Looks up from her new crocodolly so fast that her ears flap*

Miles: I'm serious. Cross my heart and hope to die.

Marten: *wanders in with one of Hank's shoes, his little tail waggling with calm happiness*

Legacy: ... You're being serious. *will set her laptop on the coffee table after saving her work*

Miles: Yeah. *pause* ...Ah sheesh, Marten. *goes and gets shoe*

Legacy: *snerk*

Marten: *headtilt. Why you take his toy, big peep?*

Miles: *points to the shoe* Bad, Marten! Bad!

Marten: *hunkers down a bit*

male voice: *from just outside the door* Go easy on him, Miles. He's just a little guy.

Miles: No way, Josh. He's got to learn not to steal shoes. *stern look for the pup*

Legacy: ...

Marten: *attention going to the door, headtilt*

Missy: *low "wuff" to indicate that someone she doesn't know has come to visit. Looks to Boss Lady*

Josh: *amiable deep voice* Can I come in yet?

Miles: Uh. Yeah. She said yes.

Josh: *laughter* I heard. *steps into the doorway and ducks to come in. Yes, he ducked. This guy is a little over seven foot*

Legacy: *boggling now*

Miles: Legacy, this is Joshua Logan Kent. He's what they did in his original reality instead of adding Luthor germs to Superman's DNA for Superboy. *grin*

Josh: *good-natured roll of the dark brown eyes* Hi. I brought you this. *offers a neatly wrapped package*

Legacy: *just squeaked a "Hi". This is NOT what she was expecting in the least*

Miles: *worried look for his sister at the squeak* Whoa, are you okay?

Josh: *understands Legacy's confusion, and tries to ease it by moving the package to one side and looking down as he feels a chubby little body roll against his foot* Wow, you really do like shoes.

Marten: *waggle*

Legacy: ... *facepalm* Marten...

Marten: *little tongue out as he grins at her happily*

Josh: *grins and looks over at Legacy* Is he spoken for yet? I have a Great Dane who'd love him.

Legacy: *hand down, small frown* I don't think he's claimed, but he's not mine to give away...

Miles: *wibbles at the thought of giving up another puppy. He already gave Mildred!*

Legacy: *sees that wibble* Miles, you know how to get in contact with him. You'd probably get to visit as often as you want. Dork.

Josh: *concerned look for Miles*

Miles: I only have four puppies left...

Marten: *loves big peep with big shoes. Eyes half shut as he snuggles the foot*

Legacy: Miles, Marten's chosen him.

Miles: He just likes his shoes.

Marten: *chin on the nice big peep's foot. Likes nice big peep, he feels like somebody a puppy can talk to*

Legacy: Maybe, but I've never seen him stick around after trying to steal someone's shoe.

Miles: Still...

Josh: *head has turned to look into the courtyard* Will you be able to fit seven more dogs into your apartment?

Legacy: ... *raised brow* *Look for Miles* Miles, I know you love your furbabies, but you don't have room for all of them and Mason.

Miles: *distracted from sisterly lecture by the news Josh just gave* Wait, seven puppies?

Josh: *nods and turns back* One's so small that he might need help. His sisters are taking up all the space.

Miles: Aww. Poor little guy.

Josh: And Harley's got your clean undershorts all over the courtyard.

Miles: *embarrassed squawk, will scamper out to get his boonies*

Legacy: *headshake* My brother is a dork.

Josh: *rumbling chuckle as he stoops to show the fingers of his free hand to Marten* He's a good guy. Do you want this? *offers again that package wrapped in silver tissue*

Legacy: *curious, will move to accept the offered package* What is it?

Josh: *grin that holds a bit of shyness* Miles said you didn't have a dress and shoes, so my wife and our friend made you this, and bought you this. *pulls a shoe box out of a bag that didn't look like it was holding a shoe box*

Legacy: *blink* How...

Josh: *quirks one brow* How what? *still holding out shoes as his other hand plays with the affectionate puppy*

Legacy: There's no way that box could fit in that bag.

Josh: Oh. *slight blush at forgetting about that even as his grin returns* It's a bag of holding.

Legacy: ... Those are real?

Josh: *quietly and gently* In some realities.

Legacy: ...Some realities? Like in comic books?

Josh: *nods* I live in a nexus between realities.

Missy: *makes gatordolly talk*

Legacy: ...Huh.

Josh: *gently shakes the shoe box*

Legacy: *will reach for the shoe box*

Josh: *makes sure she has it before he lets go of it* Miles said you liked sandals. My friend chose those because they've got a good footbed.

Legacy: *will carefully open the box* Ooo, pretty

shoes: *do indeed have a footbed very similar to good Birkenstocks. But they are white, and they have thong straps decorated with a big white plastic gem surrounded by goldtone accent*

Josh: Do they fit?

Legacy: They're the right size. They should fit...

Josh: Good. *grins* What do you think of the dress?

Legacy: *will look at that next*

dress: *modest but flattering knee-length dress with a very lovely shimmer to it, in a pretty golden color. The sleeves are loose and flowy, gathered at the wrists, which are held closed with pearl buttons. The back has a wing pattern woven into the silk, as well as a few strips of silk that cascade down from the waist in a facsimile of long wingtips*

Legacy: *soft, surprised gasp*

Josh: *simply* My friend thought that the theme of wings suited you.

Legacy: ... *quietly* Wow.

Josh: *slight grin* And my wife agreed, since most of her family has wings. *nods toward the pattern* Though theirs don't have feathers.

Legacy: They don't?

Josh: *slight head shake* Dragon wings.

Legacy: *blink* ... Do you have a picture?

Josh: *snaps his fingers softly, speaks reassuringly to the puppy who is now on his lap as he hunkers there by the door, then uses his hand to expand the image that has appeared* *image shows a slender girl in a pretty sundress. Girl has skin that is nearly black, and hair and eyes that are pale blue. A woman who is pitch black stands beside her. Both women have long, slender ears that are pointed toward the camera, and the woman has massive draconian wings. One of those wings is wrapped lightly around the girl's shoulders* That's my wife and her mother.

Legacy: *surprised sound as she studies the picture*

Josh: *simply* Her dad's a version of Henry McCoy.

Legacy: What race are they?

Josh: Her mom's Schattenfeen. They're an engineered race.

Legacy: Huh. *small frown*

Josh: The kids usually wind up with wings even if one parent isn't feen, but Dr. McCoy's genes are a little mixed up.

Legacy: *soft snerk* I've met the one who lives here. And his girlfriend.

Josh: *bit of a grin* Miles says you read 'X-men' comic books.

Legacy: Amongst other series... *is blushing a bit now*

Josh: *becomes slightly grave* Don't be startled. I'm going to do something.

Legacy: ... Do what, exactly?

Josh: Remember Wolverine? *lifts his hand and partly closes his fingers, but then waits, watching her*

Legacy: *nods* I do.

Josh: Miles made me promise to show you this. *slightly wry grin as he closes his fist the rest and then shoots three gleaming bone blades out from between his knuckles*

Missy: *bark!*

Legacy: *jaw drops as she squeaks with surprise*

Josh: In the reality I came from, they used Wolverine instead of Luthor for Superboy.

Missy: *Grrrrrrr. You made blood smell and made Boss Lady squeak!*

Legacy: *quickly* Missy, down.

Marten: *wakes up and looks at Aunty quizzically*

Missy: *down. Chin on her gatordolly as she raises eyebrows at Boss Lady*

Marten: *big yawn and a wagga, and then goes back to sleep*

Legacy: *takes a couple of deep (or at least as deep as she can manage) breaths to try and compose herself before speaking*

Josh: *concerned look as he puts the claws away*

Legacy: *once she's a bit more calm* I'm guessing you don't have adamantine in your body?

Josh: No. But my bones are harder than adamantium.

Legacy: ...Huh. *trying to remember if she's read about anything harder than the mythical metal*

Josh: *sees her expression* Because of my Kryptonian heritage.

Legacy: Ah. *small nod*

Josh: Miles also made me promise to tell you how old I am.

Legacy: ... Sometimes, I wonder about his thought process.

Josh: *shrug* I understand it, because I'm a nerd too. *to Marten, as the puppy burps* Excuse you.

Marten: *SLEEP*

Legacy: *soft snerk*

Josh: *looks up at the snerk, his eyes twinkling* I'm thirteen.

Legacy: ... Seriously?

Josh: I finished growing when I was seven. *catches Marten as the little guy rolls over*

Legacy: Wow.

Josh: *simply* My wife had the accelerated growth too. That's why our parents arranged our wedding.

Legacy: *small nod* Ah. *attention going back to the dress... Then, she's blinking and looking up after spotting the label inside the skirt* "Legacy Made"?

Josh: *gently* Yeah. The friend who designed it is another version of you. *slight start, and then reaches into his bag again*

Legacy: *was just about to ask what the other her is like, will wait for the moment*

Josh: *pulls out a beautiful golden tiara with white gems and offers it*

Legacy: *blink. Blink!* Pretty... *will reach for the offered tiara*

Josh: *gives it* That's the work of a Dwarven king.

Legacy: *blink blink. Will look down at the tiara, studying it*

tiara: *looks deceptively delicate. The metalwork depicts a swan landing on the surface of a lake, accented with white gems that seem to glow in certain lights*

Legacy: ... This is really pretty.

Josh: *grins again* I'll tell Black Peter you said so.

Legacy: *slight quirk of a grin* Guess I should get ready, huh?

Josh: Need a hand with that? My friend sent some of her friends if you do.

Legacy: *small nod. She hates to admit it, but sometimes, even getting dressed wears her out*

Josh: *pulls a piece of stretchy cord out of his bag, puts his foot through the bottom to hold it down, and then stretches his hands up to give the portable portal shape*

Mirden: *stepping through the portal, will move out of the way of the others who are coming through* *looks around and hums softly*

Rose: *follows, her mouth twitching slightly at one corner in a teasing way as she gives her taller friend the alpha position. Steps to the other side as she looks at Mirden with laughter in her eyes*

mvShowtime: *stepping through next, giving the room a curious look as her winglets flick absently*

hand: *softly covered in blue fur, and sporting three fingers. It pats Showtime on the bum gently to remind her that someone else needs to come through*

mvShowtime: *squeaks and scoots to Mirden's other side*

Mirden: *amused snort*

Loren: *trips through lightly, her eyes watching Legacy with gentle concern as she takes her place on the other side of Rose*

Missy: *friendly 'whuff' at the people she doesn't know*

Legacy: *blink. Blink* Er... Hi?

Josh: *grin is wide as he bundles the portal up and puts it back into his bag* Legacy, I'd like you to meet Mirden of the Worgen, Rose Logan Wayne, Autobot Showtime, and Loren wife of Elfangor.

Mirden: *amused eye roll* It's just Mirden, Josh.

Rose: *softly and logically* Legacy won't know anything about "Just Mirden". *looks kindly at the girl* I'm Josh's older sister. Also known as Dark Claw.

mvShowtime: I'm how another reality says Showtime. But I'm also known as Serenity Anderson at times.

Loren: *softly* -Have you ever read or watched 'Animorphs', Legacy?-

Marten: *burps and then wriggles over to cuddle Josh's foot*

Legacy: ...That kind of sounds familiar?

Mirden: *amused as she watches the puppy cuddle*

Loren: *one eye toward Marten, the other three still turned toward Legacy* -I'm an Andalite.-

Legacy: ... Like in Miles' books?

Loren: -Yes.- *looks up at Josh* -You and Legacy said that she'd be excited to see us. I think you made a mistake with me.- *tone says she's worried that this Legacy will be disappointed*

Mirden: *simply* She probably hasn't been to the Nexus yet.

Legacy: ...I'm gonna kick Miles' *butt* later.

Rose: *Batman brow quirk* Why?

Loren: *looks over with that gentle concern*

Legacy: 'Cause there's a place that's got a lot of really cool people and he never told me about it.

Josh: *soft chuckle* I brought Loren because she's an awesome mom. Even if you don't recognize her, that's got to count?

Mirden: *so amused now, even though she doesn't think this Legacy will be up to kicking anyone's butt any time soon*

Loren: *has spotted the dress* *softly* -Ohhhh. It's lovely.-

Legacy: *ducks her head a bit* The other me made it...

Loren: -I know, sweetheart. I'd just never seen it before.- *eyes smile*

Josh: *stoops to scoop up puppy* I'll go help Miles reclaim his boxers.

Mirden: *so much amused chuckling as she moves to gently usher Josh and Marten out the door*

Josh: *also chuckling as he vacates the apartment*

Rose: *glances toward the elevator* Are we working upstairs?

Legacy: That might work better...

mvShowtime: *gentle, reassuring clicks for the little blonde*

Legacy: *puzzled look for the Autobot woman*

Rose: *quiet laughter* English, Showtime. English.

Legacy: *can't help the snerk that just escaped. Has heard Bobby Epps saying similar to Fig... and a few other people*

Mirden: *snort*

Loren: *silent and unmocking laughter*

mvShowtime: *sheepish ducking of her head, even as she laughs at herself* Let's get started, then.

Rose: *presses the elevator button* *laughingly, to Legacy* Do you know what you'd like to do after school?

Legacy: Go to the nexus.

Mirden: *snerks* Start with the Black Dog. The food there is good.

Loren: -Though Poppy's Place is pretty good too, if you like classic cafeteria food.- *gently ushers Legacy toward the elevator, offering herself as something to lean on*

Legacy: *as she's ushered toward the elevator, she'll gladly accept the offered assistance*

Missy: *following after the peeps*

Loren: *softly, as all four women zoom in on something flying around the elevator* -Brace yourself or hide your face.-

Legacy: *ducks slightly*

Mirden: *frowning and watching the flying thing*

Rose: *flick of movement, and the sound of a snick, and that wasp isn't flying around anymore*

Loren: *soothing hand on Legacy's back*

mvShowtime: *curiously* What kind of wasp is that? We don't have them that big where I'm from...

Rose: *as she disposes of the body* That's not big. You should see the Tarantula Hawks.

mvShowtime: *as Legacy lifts her head* Tarantula Hawks?

Legacy: The only bug that can make grown men scream like little girls.

Loren: *holds thumb and finger apart to show*

Rose: I've seen scarier. *chuckles and presses the button for closing the door just before Mirden got in*

mvShowtime: ... Mentor would probably like to study them.

Rose: You mean he hasn't seen one yet? *gently shifts her grip on Legacy's dress and shoes*

Loren: *looks out as the elevator stops and opens* -Hi, Mirden.-



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