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[ Peter is too busy firing at another skag that's doing its level best to get in close to comment on Maya's moves, but rest assured, he is suitably impressed.

He also thinks, Man, she's hot. Apparently he has a Thing for badass chicks who could probably kill him. Who knew?

As it is, Peter fires off one last shot just as the skag opens its mouth and-- sure enough, its head explodes. And naturally, Peter giggles like a schoolgirl. ]

Holy fuck! That's fucking aweshit-- [ Nearly forgot about that third skag, didn't we? And Peter drops to the ground just in time for the creature to leap over him. ]

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[ Maya's right there, standing over him, wings bright. The skag makes another leap, though this time it bounces harmlessly off her shield in a flare of blue light. She levels her pistol at it as it's reeling and lets off a shot.

The skag doesn't go down, but a cloud of acid errupts around its head, and it lets out a strangled cry as its skin begins to eat away ]

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[ Peter follows up with a couple of shots of his own, and flame joins the acid.

Poor little fucker never knew what hit him.

As it is, Peter is kind of breathless as he sits up. ]

... Thanks.

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No problem. [ she offers him a hand up. With the danger passed for the moment, her wings dissipate ]

You okay?

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[ He takes her hand and hauls himself up. He's brushing himself off, and fuck, watching her wings disappear is cool, too. ]

Yeah, I'm good. [ He waves a hand at the empty space where her wings were. ] That was-- [ awesome. fucking awesome. cool as hell. neat? ] --impressive.

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Thank you. You're not too bad yourself.

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Flatterer.

[ He sends up another flare, just in case, and when he's satisfied nothing is lurking ahead of them -- at least, not yet -- he presses forward. ]

I'm guessin' all that stuff was a Siren thing?

[phaselocknroll]

That's right. I have a fairly decent bag of tricks at my disposal.

[ she holds out her hand, a ball of blue and purple light amassing in her palm, lighting the tunnel. ] Like this, for instance.

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[ Peter blinks. ]

Huh. Now you're just showin' off.

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It's better than wandering around in the dark, isn't it?

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Hey, I'm not denyin' the trick has its uses.

Can you also pull a dove outta your sleeve?

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What, the fact that my arm glows isn't enough for you?

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[ as though he didn't hear her, ]

Oh, can you pull a rabbit out of a hat? I haven't seen a rabbit in forever.

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I don't even know what a rabbit is.

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[ Slightly crestfallen, ]

Nevermind. Just an Earth thing. Don't worry about it.

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Is that were you're from? Earth?

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[ At her question, he pauses. Then, carefully neutral, he says, ] Yeah, I was.

How 'bout you? Where'd you come from before you got nabbed?

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[ She can put two and two together. If rabbits are an Earth thing, and he hasn't seen them in "forever", coupled with the "was", it's safe to say he hasn't been home in a while.

But she's not one to pry. She left her own home planet as well. ]

Before I got nabbed? Pandora.

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-- Like the lady with the box?

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More like the planet. You know, Vaults. Hyperion. Handsome Jack?

Ring any bells?

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[ Peter slowly nods his head, as though understanding is dawning-- but then shakes it from side to side once. ]

Never heard of it.

...I probably should've mentioned that there's some kinda alternate universe deal going on here, too. My Earth isn't the same as your Earth, which isn't the same as Spock's Earth. That kinda thing.

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[ She quirks a brow, giving him a bit of a skeptical look ]

When someone first mentioned "different wolds" to me, I assumed they meant planets, not whole realities.

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Eh, well, it's a tough pill to swallow, at first, but then I met a guy who said that magical powers on his Earth are totally a thing, when last I checked they totally weren't. It's around then that I started thinking maybe the alternate worlds theory held some water.

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I guess I'll withhold judgement for the moment, but I'll keep that in mind.

This place is probably going to keep surprising me for a while, I'm sure.

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[ At first, Peter only responds with a noncommittal hum as he kicks the hell out of a lizard thing skittering its way towards them. It hits the opposite wall with a satisfying thunk. ]

Oh, hey, anyone tell you about the writing thing?