[Video] Monday

[thewasp]

[Waking up from a pod was new. One minute she thought she was flying after the mysterious Yellowjacket and the next she felt like she had been sleeping for a hundred years and coming out of some stasis in a pad. On a ship. On an alien ship. What… did she miss!?]

[Her things were all here at least. Dressed again she pulled her Avengers card out she ran her thumb over it and spoke.]

Um, guys? Am I missing something here? Hello? Tony? Cap? Heck, I’d be happy to hear from Hulk right now, just someone reply.

[She walked slowly through the ship, holding the card close and looking for an exit] It doesn't look like a Kree ship. Doesn't look like anything I've seen before. [and more to herself then anything she whispered:] Oh man, did I get kidnapped again?

[Suddenly she shrank to a smaller size, her wings buzzing behind her and letting her fly, taking off through the halls and searching around, thus the image of the world around her seemed bigger as the card shrinks with her, and she's moving faster. The image not focused on her... As she found the exit she zoomed out, coming to a sudden stop, eyes wide at the world around her]

Oh… I don’t think I’m on Earth anymore…

text; backdated to friday evening of wk16

[lehnsherr]

[he doesn't need to check with jocelyn to be sure. the first charles left a while ago; but while erik would prefer to have him here, he knows it's better this way. charles had missed his sister too much. the second one had only just disappeared in the past week, and that's what finally prompted him to send this message.

certain teenagers deserved to know.]

Both Charles Xavier's are gone.

Again.


[locked to hope summers]

That was the third that I've met here. Five total, and I missed my own.

[the message gets sent like that, at first. but a few minutes later, a second is attached to it]

I need your help again.

[be proud? at least he's asking for it this time]

[Video] Monday

[steamosaurus]

[The video comes on to what appears to be a large, reptilian nose.]

Hello, I know I've spoken to some of you, and - erm, hang on.

[The picture rattles about for a minute, showing bits of something large and covered in feathers, before Darwin finds an appropriate place to set the darn contraption where her whole face is visible on camera.]

As I was saying, I've even met a few people out there. Now I know my appearance may be alarming, considering my - ah - distant cousins in residence nearby. I assure you, I'm quite civilized. Educated, even. Back home I'm an engineer and airship pilot.

Now I've been camping out for a bit, but frankly I'm getting sick of it. Besides, I should really be in town. I'm sure you could all use some help getting your buildings together, couldn't you? Or taking crops in? I'm not so dignified that I won't stoop to manual labor to help out fellow sentient beings.

[There's definitely good humor in her expression, though it's hard to tell by her tone that she's joking]

So, put me to work! Anywhere I'd be useful and won't get shot at would be lovely. And a proper, cooked meal wouldn't go unappreciated.