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

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.

[selfhelp]

[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.