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[athousandenemies]

[The movements are swift, but the telltale signs are there. The rustle of the leaves, a branch swaying where it was still a second before. To the more observant residents of the city, it's obvious that someone is doing his best to avoid detection. Of course, one can't avoid the eyes of the city forever, and it doesn't take long for him to be revealed pressed against the body of a large tree somewhere in the southern district. Oh, and he's a rabbit hybrid, standing just a shade under six feet tall, not counting the ears. He's fidgeting with what looks to be an MP3 player of some kind, every so often peering out behind the tree. Inexplicably, he also turns to stare at his hands or tug at the long ears atop his head, whispering a curse each time he does.]

This isn't home. Come on, come on... work.

[He slams the device against his palm a few times, then hurls it away in disgust.]

Damn tech. Never does anything when you need it. [He takes in a few deep breaths.] The question is, where in the name of Bede am I? This isn't the Rez. Hell, this isn't even California, at least no part of it I've seen before. [There's another tug of the ear.] And why aren't I shifting? I should have more than enough energy!

Re: Myaxx | Ben 10: Secret of the Omnitrix

[adarkfallenstar]

Complicated in that reality fluctuations can cause havoc on you and everyone around you.

Re: Myaxx | Ben 10: Secret of the Omnitrix

[celadon_skin]

Huh.

[She blinks.]

That sounds...

[There seems to be a hint of a smile on her mouth. Just a hint.]

Pretty damn interesting. Are there records of this? And archives?

[She's hedging her voice with curiosity but there is a distinct undertone of interest.]

[doubletailpilot]

[Oh, a large rabbit, from the looks of it... Tails is just going to tilt his head curiously at the image in his journal. Looks like the rabbit's not too far from here, but he'll try to greet via communicator anyway.]

Sorry, but you're not really home anymore. Or, uh... at Rez or California. You're in Nautilus now!

[athousandenemies]

[The voice came from the damned tech. It wasn't supposed to do that, he'd made that very clear to the Smith who put it together. He's slow to approach it, and picks it up as though it were about to explode. He's a little startled to see an image on screen. Thankfully, whoever is talking to him looks like him.]

Nautilus. [His brow furrows as he thinks.] Never heard of it. So how'd I get here? [He's trying his best to mask the worried tone in his voice, but it's probably still easy to pick up on. The ears splaying to either side probably doesn't help mask his feelings, either.]

[doubletailpilot]

Nautilus is... kind of a weird city, that exists between dimensions. It attracts people from different worlds with a Call, that you answered, though you might not have realized it when you did.

An' whatever powers you might have here, you don't... have 'em anymore. You gotta get 'em back through the power of willpower here called Bending.

[athousandenemies]

[At first, all Owen does is stare into the screen. The next breath he takes in is slow, and his eyes close tight. Exhale.]

I'm dead, aren't I? [He looks down at his chest.] Weird. I always thought there'd be some sign of how it happened. Or at least a Jacob Marley chain.

[He looks back to the screen again, and actually manages a slight smirk.] Let me guess, little fox angel... I have to do good deeds, a bell rings then I get my wings, am I right?

Archer | OC

[archerofice]

[A rather large dragon stumbles out of the Northern Gate, covered in a few cuts and bruises, but once he stands on all fours, his gray feathered wings flare up, a few feathers falling from them. He breathes heavily as he looks around with wide green eyes, full of rage. He also seems to be in the middle of a roar, but stops half way through as he sees that he's in a new area.

His breathing is labored as he looks around, lowering his wings from their intimidating posture. He swallows thickly, folding said wings against his back, but he only looks more defensive.]

What is this place...?

[deusrexmachina]

It's stuffed crust supreme.

[Rex picks up the box from where it's laying across his lap, pops open the top and holds it out in the tiny turtle's direction. Fortunately, it's close enough that the little guy should be able to access it without falling from his perch.]

Offer's still open to take a slice if you want.

\o/

[deusrexmachina]

It's the City of Change--

[The voice comes from a nearby building roof top, Rex having halted there on his daily patrol when he saw someone stumbling through the gate.]

[That said, Rex leaps from the roof and grabs the horizontal part of a lamppost on the way down, using it to swing from before executing a somersault mid-air and then landing in a crouch.]

--otherwise known as Nautilus!

[archerofice]

[The dragon lifts his head to see the young man and suddenly his muscles tense, his pupils turning into small slits. His ebony claws dig into the ground beneath him, teeth bared threateningly.]

What is the meaning of this sorcery, human? Why am I here?

[deusrexmachina]

[For all the threat signs being displayed, Rex doesn't appear to be shaken by them. He does realize it wouldn't be the best idea to get much closer, however, and merely holds his ground.]

Okay, for starters? I'm not human. I realize that's a really easy mistake to make, though.

Secondly, you're here because you Woke up. Ascended into a higher plane of reality, sorta. Nautilus is a city between worlds, basically.

[archerofice]

[Archer blinks, looking him up and down, an ear flicking in curiosity, but his muscles are still tense.]

But you look human. [His head bobs a little in place.] Unless this is some sort of disguise.

[deusrexmachina]

I used to be completely human. An accident changed that, though. I almost died and the thing that saved my life made me into something, well, different.

[He grins, holding one hand out in the newcomer's direction.]

I'm definitely no dragon, though. Or...at least I think you're a dragon, anyway? The only other one I've ever met had black scales and didn't talk.

[archerofice]

So essentially, you're still human.

[He raises his head high into the air, looking down his nose at his hand, pulling his lips into a tight frown. Archer makes no move to approach his 'handshake' of sorts. His tail flicks to the side.]

Yes, I am a dragon. [And he takes a cautious step backwards, raising his wings, as if to get ready for lift off.] Is that a problem?

[deusrexmachina]

Where I'm from, most people would disagree with you. Humans-turned-EVO almost never look all that human. I just happen to be a big time exception.

[At that step backwards, Rex doesn't follow. He'll let the dragon have his space.]

Why would you being a dragon be a problem? Dragons are awesome! I mean, as long as they're not attacking a village or something.

...though, really, that could apply to anyone and anything, since property damage is usually frowned upon. Something I have plenty of experience with, trust me on that.

[archerofice]

[He stares at him, confused, pulling his wings in closer to himself.]

You're not after my stone?

[And the dragon is being dead serious. Even though this... somewhat-human had strange clothes, it could be meant for a distraction, the dragon thought.]

[doubletailpilot]

[Tails just... looks very confused for a moment, before he shakes his head.]

Nuh uh! This isn't the afterlife... or at least, I don't think it is, although I think someone once said that dead people CAN come here. But I'm pretty much alive an' well back in my world!

You're in Nautilus, which is a city of change! An' as for why you're here, an' what you gotta do... well, my friend Wheeljack once told me that you gotta figure that one out on your own.

Re: Archer | OC

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ Dragon. And this one talks. Jack should know better by now than to mess around with dragons - firebreathers and all - but this one is big and blue and fuzzy and, well, a dragon. He can't resist. ]

Well it sure isn't Kansas anymore, Toto!

[ There's no telling when he appeared atop the gate arch, but he's there now, seated cross-legged with his staff over his shoulder. ] You lost? 'Cause I can help.

[archerofice]

[Archer's ears twitch before he cranes his heck to look up, atop the gate. He frowns and ruffles his wings again with an irritated huff. Cold air escapes his nostrils, the puff visible in the air.]

I don't need help from the likes of you.

[shepherdofthefrost]

The likes of...? [ Queue a puzzled head tilt. ] What's your problem, grumpy? S'not my fault you got brought here. You're the one who answered the call.

[ Though that little telltale puff of air is something...it doesn't look like smoke, which is what he'd expect a dragon to be breathing out, and the weather's too warm for hot breath to fog up like that anyway. He's seen it enough to know. Experimentally he exhales a cool breath, and watches as it puffs up in a similar fashion. ]

Do you not breathe fire?

[kinda_wobbly]

[He looks at her as though that's a very odd question. Because, to him ... that's a very odd question.]

The Forest.

[athousandenemies]

[Owen crosses his fingers in different directions, mumbling to himself what Tails just told him.] Okay, so... it's probably best not to think too hard about it. Important thing is, I can't use my Gifts until I master this... Bending, you called it? Great. Work.

[When Tails says the word change, Owen can't fight off the eye roll. But he's quickly able to regain his composure. After all, it sounds like the fox is just a kid, and was going out of his way to help him out. He shouldn't throw cynicism right back at him.] It... sounds like some of the people I know back home. I guess I'm just confused as to why me. I'm just a-- a humble re-distributor of goods. Seems like there would be better choices in my world.

[kinda_wobbly]

[For a few seconds more, Bambi continues to stare up, not moving a muscle. And then, veeeeery slowly, he begins to relax.

[Maybe it's something about the Giant's expression that causes the fear to slowly wane. Or, maybe it's just the fact that the Giant isn't looming over him quite so much anymore. Either way, he slowly, sloooowly smiles up.]

[deusrexmachina]

Um, no? Is that your dragon treasure or something?

[Because dragons hoarded treasure. Or at least that's how it usually was in fantasy books.]