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[circumspector]

Who: Angel + closed starters
What: A catch-all
When: mumbles incoherently gesturng at calender
Where: a place

[ Closed starters in the comments, if you'd like open prompts for Angel to tag, there are these here on the event. ]

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[itsnotaonesie]

He gives her a bit of a sheepish grin, rubbing at his ribs a bit.

"I'm okay. Might have broken a rib or two, but I'm not having any trouble breathing so I'm not too worried about it. I'll be healed by tomorrow... evening-ish at the latest? I'm a really fast healer, don't even worry about it. Sorry to scare you like that."

[circumspector]

That isn't exactly comforting as a whole, but since broken ribs is a hell of a lot less than 'dead from the hole in my chest' she'll take it right now.

Which begs one question - ? "What are you even made out of, titanium steel?"

[itsnotaonesie]

If it helps, he doesn't seem all that bothered by said broken ribs. He'd gotten way worse after being hit by a train, after all.

"Flesh, blood and bones, just like everyone else. I'm just a lot more durable than most people. This spider bit me a few years ago and it mutated my cells and stuff, I'm basically a walking tank."

[circumspector]

Well, she doesn't want him straining himself, not if he doesn't have to. Broken bones or otherwise, no matter how fast he healed, needed to be taken care of so they didn't set wrong.

So with one hand, Angel helps him get his bearings.

"A spider, huh? You sure you don't come from Pandora?"

[itsnotaonesie]

"Nah, I'm from Queens."

He accepts the help, lifting his shirt up to see if she left any cool hoof prints on him. He's already got an impressive bruise forming, but he doesn't seem at all bothered by it. In fact, he's digging his phone out of his pocket because he is totally going to take a picture of this shit.

"Uh, Queens, New York. Earth? You're not an alien, right?"

[circumspector]

Angel blinks at him as she tries to think of if she's heard of it. If at all.

"I know Earth. New York.... New York is in America. Which is where Boston is too? Is New York near London or Boston?"

It's very hard keeping all these places straight, honestly. Everyone from Earth was honestly just so much.

"I'm not from Earth. I come from Pandora. But I was human, we all came from Earth if I remember it right, like hundreds and hundreds of years ago... So is everyone, uh, mostly. Human and from Earth. But that is like six galaxies away, so I can't say what connection most people have to Earth."

[itsnotaonesie]

"It's closer to Boston," he says with a chuckle, taking a picture of his bruise like a weirdo before tugging his shirt back down.

"Your universe's humans migrated all over space, that is awesome. I've only been to space once and it was kind of horrible."

[circumspector]

That Angel covers her mouth and giggles, nodding in absolute agreement. He's right. He has, admittedly a different idea about how right he is, but even then...

He is still so right. "Space is horrible. That's pretty much the same. Absolutely awful. People have to deal with their loved ones being eaten alive in front of them - all the time? Yeah. All the time."