Issue # 001 - SUDDENLY! A Wild Thing Appears! [Action]

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Falling dreams are normal. You lock up with a start in your bed whenever you hit the ground, blink up at the ceiling before rolling over and going back to bed. Or you wake up mid fall, hit the carpet, groan, then climb back in to fall asleep again. Or try to. They're universal. If you can fall or fly or know of the concept- you can have a falling dream.

Ben Grimm has flying dreams, most often. Not the ones where you sail along in the middle of nowhere in nothing but your pajamas- flight dreams of controls and cockpits and the thrill of the test. Pushing a carefully crafted machine to the limit and then some. Twisting mid air and hitting the highest peak before plummeting down with all the weight of gravity wrapping around his gut and giving it a solid yank. That's his kind of falling dream.

Normally when he has them, he wakes up when he hits the ground.

Waking up mid fall is odd.

Waking up literally mid-air?

A revolt'n development.

He can't see or hear past the rush of wind, can't really get a good look at the ground beyond an impression of trees, houses, water way out over to the side. No sign of Reed, Sue, or Johnny. Nowhere soft to land either.

"Aw $%#@%!"

The landing's rough. He's had rougher, but he thinks he skips a few times. Barrels through a few trees. Clips a building, glances off a roof somewhere. Lands in...he has no idea. But the wall shears open like tissue paper and he finally rumbles to a stop, swearing in a low, gravely voice.

"...hate when that happens."


[ooc: Break time if you like, Ben can land anywhere and everywhere- in your home, in front of your place of business, in the fountain. Find him wherever you want! Break time!]

Comments

[selfhelp]

[Whew. Okay, crisis averted. Billy relaxes a little once they've teleported off, smiling back at Ben. That went a lot better than he thought it would.]

Thanks. Come on, I'll take you to Sue.

[And off he leads to the apartment /o/]

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[...Okay, he likes this kid. Reason enough to be agreeable. He offers Billy a quick nod and follows along, ignoring whatever odd looks he'd get for his shredded slacks and the ducky boxers that could be seen through a few of the rips.]

[selfhelp]

[and then they met with Sue and Billy went home to escape the time paradox of two instances of the same meeting, cool

Later on, some time after dinner and after giving Ben a chance to settle in, he'll swing by out of costume to see how things are going. With or without the boyfriend depending on schedules]

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[Sue'd given him the run down after he'd arrived. Then swung out for shopping or keeping tabs on the people she's met here. Ben didn't mind a bit of time to sit and stew in what he's fallen into, more or less. He answers the door dressed in his uniform pants and an oversized shirt.]

Hey kiddo. Sorry 'bout th'mess back there. Th'Loki I know is...well. A big ol' bag of nasty.

yaaaaay teddy's incoming c:

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Yeah, don't worry about it. He's no saint here, either. More importantly, though, I've got someone who really wants to meet you. Teddy?

[Billy glances to the side, reaching out to grab Teddy by the hand and tug him closer. He's not sure if they've met - or if Ben would remember Teddy or recognize him out of 'costume' so to speak - but he's not the type to hold a grudge, especially with the long war over for him.]

I HAVE ARRIVED

[halfnhalf]

[Billy had told him what all had happened prior to this, and they reacted like typical fanboys. Ben Grimm, The Thing, is here, and he had an awesome fight! Wow.

Though truth be told, Teddy was a little apprehensive about actually meeting him. After all, the last time Teddy met him, they were in the middle of a war, actually fighting each other, and Teddy was losing due to sheer awesome, though he also blames part of it on the fact that he was completely distracted due to Billy being knocked out early. Would Ben recognize him, even though he had fought in his Hulkling form? The war is long over, but what will happen if he does know him?

Despite the fight and the war, Teddy still has nothing but respect for him. He'd been staring, though he politely kept his mouth shut, and his stare breaks when Billy takes his hand and pulls him closer.]

Uh. Hi. [He smiles, though it seems slightly nervous. Right, moment of truth.] My name's Teddy Altman. But you might know me as Hulkling better.

SWEET

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Teddy?

[Name didn't ring any bells offhand, and Ben turned to blink down at the bulkier blond next to Billy. He vaguely remembers something about a pissed off green kid that looked kind of like him- and then the knickname. Hulkling. Yeah he remembers that inna bad way. Things didn't go so much by way of good that day.

Ben shrugs and extends a hand, an apologetic smile on his face.]

Nice t'meet ya in better circumstances, kid.

[selfhelp]

[Billy leans back, glancing between the two, the reference a bit lost on him; he'd been unconscious while they were fighting and sent right to prison after that, so he can't recall this at all.]

...You guys know each other already?

[halfnhalf]

[... Oh wow. So Grimm really doesn't mind too much? Not only that, but this feels like a personal sort of victory to Teddy; finally, a hero here knows him, remembers him. It's really something, to actually be remembered by one of your heroes. Even... if... it's not that great of a memory, but still!

The nervousness slips off of Teddy's smile, and it's much more broad as he reaches to take his hand for a shake without hesitation.]

Likewise. [Then when he pulls his hand back, he glances at Billy, and he gives a helpless shrug while gesturing to Ben.] Yeah... sort of. Only instead of phone numbers, we exchanged super powered fists.

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[After the way everything went down that night- after Sue walking out after the fight? After the bloody business not far from Yancy street? He's more than happy to put everything of that behind him. He knew where the kid was coming from, a friend knocked out and locked up in a bad way. He'd lost it for less in the past.

The rocky grip is solid, his smile warm.]

Heh. Kinda. You were knocked out at th'time...t'be honest? Kinda glad you were. Things got nasty not long after.

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[Billy winces a little at that, awkwardly rubbing his arm. He's not sure that's really the case; if he hadn't been knocked out, he could've just zapped them all out of there.]

So I hear.