Somewhat Secret Origins

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Arrival

Going straight from sailing at high speeds on fog-covered seas to abruptly not will cause issues with momentum shift. Even more so when you're as, shall we say, top-heavy with rigging and vast tracts of land as Reno. There's a very surprised "Whoop" before she tumbles forward and plants face-first into the dirt, with all her arms and legs splayed out and flailing. Another moment and she's already pushing herself back up to her knees with a very harried "I'm alright! I can do this all day!" Indeed, she's perfectly fine aside from dirt and dust now distressing her uniform and nylons and embarrassment distressing her smile.

Just where did that ground come from though. The Eagle Union coastline was in the other direction, aaaaand... as her soft violet eyes widen even further, its quite apparent this is not the Eagle Union. "What... Where am I?"

Before anyone could respond, her eyes lock onto the data point. It didn't take any summoning at all, she's already up to her feet and dashing straight towards it. "Shiny technology," the shipgirl concludes out loud. "Yeah, this should tell me-"

Alright, maybe she shouldn't have been so loud about her intentions. The data dump sends her staggering back and landing flat on her rear, and she's flat there boggling for a good moment for anyone watching. Now might be a good time to get a word in!

Network - Video

[The screen whirls around in a dramamine-inducing blur with unintelligible Reno sounds before settling down on the face of the now quite inquisitive kansen.]

Wooow, someone left their touchpad here!

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Arrival

[buildingitsir]

After Calibrations, or whatever the fuck they wanted to call it, York was still a bit mad. At Viktor, at the ones that lured him down there, at just about anyone that lived in this stupid city. Leaving his factory - it feels cramped now after being in that stupid place underground for so long - the android heads for city center. Jon had mentioned to contact him after all of that bullshit so why not show up in person?

Only he didn't get that far. Instead, he sees a new face sitting on the asphalt like she had been pushed. Probably the data point. Shit, did this make him the welcome committee? He didn't have programming for that.

He secures his hoodie around his waist (never leaves home without it), which puts the glowing LED on his chest visible even under his shirt. "Yikes, that's quite an entrance. Landing flat on your ass like that. Hope you weren't transmitting to the network when you did that because that'd be pretty embarrassing." There's a tone and air of arrogance around him, this dark haired teenager that doesn't seem to stand any taller than 5'3".

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[renoreactor]

Well, at least he didn't see her first landing.

Reno shakes her head for a moment, processing everything the data node had shoved into her little kansen brain. Alien planet? Energy storms? Mass devastation? Its a lot to take, so please forgive her, York, if its a few more moments before she realizes she's not alone.

A glance of surprise in his direction, and then another in a double-take with even wider eyes. "You-" Her eyes had fixated straight on his chest at first and second glance, but now at her third and that is not nearly enough facial hair for Tony Stark. "Is that a reactor?", she asks in awe, a shiny metal gloved finger pointing at his chest.

[buildingitsir]

York keeps his distance. She looked human enough, which means she might not like androids like his own world. Granted, she didn't look anything like people from Detroit or NYC. The way she seemed to stare at his chest then back at him made him frown. What was her deal? The color swirled, turning from that calm teal to gold for a few moments before going back to the original color.

"No? It's my external feedback biocomponent. The fuck is an arc reactor?" He wanted to slap that pointing finger away, but for now crossed his arms over his chest. His teal eyes did watch her metal glove, wondering if it was in fact a glove or a metal arm.

[renoreactor]

"External... feedback... biocomponent." There's a twinkle to Reno's eyes at that, "That sounds so cool! It even changes colors!" She picks herself up off the ground, dusting off her legs even though the sparkle never leaves her gaze. At least he won't have to worry about swiping at her finger. "Oh, I'm Reno, of the Eagle Union! Its a pleasure!"

[buildingitsir]

Definitely not from his universe then. He takes a small step back because compared to others in this city, she was very energetic. And oddly dressed.

"Yeah, it's a feedba-- I'm guessing the LEDs like this don't exist in your world."

He doesn't extend a hand at her greeting, keeping those arms still folded. "What's the Eagle Union? Never heard of it. Is it something from Earth?" Probably not Earth 2038.

[renoreactor]

Given her rather sparse attire and assorted cruiser parts behind her, odd is one way to put it. Despite it all, Reno does appear all too human, right down to the casual shake of her head as she was about to answer York's question. Only to start processing verbally what came next.

"You haven't heard of the Eagle Union? We're one of the great nations of Earth! Wait. Are you from Earth? Maybe that's why I haven't seen your external feedback component!" Her curiousity is now in full sparkle force, she's never met a real alien before!

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[tsundullahan]

[Thankfully the blurring comes to a halt before she has to say anything. The face that appears doesn't look familiar to her, something she's quite sure of given she's been isolated with a number of their already limited population for what must have been weeks.]

It's probably yours.

Are you new?

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[renoreactor]

[Reno is visibly surprised at the text notification, a tiny gasp before she responds.]

"Its mine?"

[More whirling screen as it spins around in the girl's hands, then it resets back to an even more perplexed furrow to her brow.]

"It doesn't have my name on it and I would guess I'm new? I've never been on an alien planet before! I'm Reno, of the Eagle Union! Its a pleasure!"

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[tsundullahan]

[Ugh. She's glad she can't really experience nausea, but it's still disorienting.]

From my understanding, everyone who's brought here receives one. It's pretty useful.

I've never been on an alien planet until this place either. Still not sure if I like it or not, but most of the people have been all right. Can't say I've heard of the Eagle Union, but it's nice to meet you, Reno.

I'm Celty.

[buildingitsir]

"Yes, I'm from Earth," and it takes all of York's self-control programming to keep him from lashing out at her verbally. He is giving her a dumbfounded look, brows furrowed over his unnaturally colored eyes. Not that there was much natural about her, with the cruiser parts that seemed... part of her.

What the absolute hell.

"I'm from NYC, or Detroit, depending on the time frame. Was currently occupying Detroit, 2038 of the USA after moving there from NYC. You haven't seen my parts because you're not from my version of earth where there are fucking androids."

But apparently there were girls with battle accessories. Suddenly York felt pretty fucking normal.

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[renoreactor]

[Another puzzled stare, but at least the tablet remains stable.]

"You haven't heard of the Eagle Union either? I wonder if I'm the only kansen here! Where are you from?"

[renoreactor]

Alright, that answers that. Certainly not an alien! There's a soft flush to the girl's cheeks, "Oh, sorry! I was just- wait- androids?" Her gaze darts from his chest to his eyes again, further review finding they weren't all that normal either. "Woooow! I- I didn't know, I'm sorry! We don't have androids, just kansen like me!"

"But, wait, if I'm not from your Earth and you're not from my Earth..."

[tsundullahan]

"Kansen?" Wait, are you Japanese? I'm not sure which meaning I'm supposed to apply...none of them seem to particularly fit... Is the Eagle Union a navy?

I'm from Japan. Ikebukurou, specifically.

[renoreactor]

Reno shakes her head, "Nono, kansen stands for Kinetics Artifactual Navy-Self-regulative En-lore Node. I'm not exactly what you'd call human." The camera tilts over with a giggle - slowly, thankfully - to reveal part of a hull and a turret that are seemingly at her side. "We get a super-cool acronym like JARVIS! And you're from Japan? I've always really wanted to visit, but not while we're at war. Hnngh. Its really hard to get tokusatsu stuff these days! Though I guess it'd be really hard from an alien planet..."

[tsundullahan]

[Not human? Celty perks at that, but she's still not quite sure what to make of the...attachments? Reno shows her. Some kind of robot?]

Kansen in Japanese can stand for warship. It would make sense in the same application to your acronym. Are you...some kind of cyborg?

[... Is this girl...an otaku?]

Ah... Yes, I think that should probably be the least of your concerns here. You don't seem to be taking things too badly though.

[renoreactor]

There's a thoughtful knuckle to her lip, "I mean I kinda am a warship, and kinda human, and kind of a cyborg too, now that you mention it! Ooh, that sounds cool. Me, a cyborg sidekick!"

Reno's effusive glow fades then, at a thought. "It is a long way from Earth and I don't even know when I'll be back. I won't be able to go toy shopping with Morrison or read bedtime stories to Juneau or keep San Diego away from my collectibles or- nngh!" A shake of her head, and the girl forces through a smile. "Its fine! There's hero-ing to be done here!"

[tsundullahan]

[A human...cyborg...warship? That sure is a lot to digest.]

I don't know when any of us will be back, I'm afraid. There are people I miss too. Hopefully we can take care of whatever it is we're supposed to.

[buildingitsir]

"Then that obviously means we're from different versions of earth. There's lots of that here. And yes, you heard me right. Androids. I'm a custom sculpt model, you won't find another like me." And yes, he's looking absolutely smug about that. York does wonder about that word though. Kansen. Sounded Japanese perhaps? Hm.

"I wonder if your Eagle Union has a different name in my world. United States of America maybe? With a president as the head of state and the head of the government? The current president in my world is Cristina Warren."

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That brings a surprised blink. "You don't know why we're here? I thought we were here to help whoever's left here! Now that you mention it, though, I haven't seen anyone! You'd think they would have a welcome party instead of that whatever it was I touched!"

[renoreactor]

Now that was a lot to take in, and York can watch the girl's mind get blown in real-time. "D-Different versions of Earth! W-Wow! 'Reno: Crisis On Infinite Earths!' Our plucky sidekick has to save an alien world with heroes from across the multiverse!"

Oh, right, she has an audience. A quick jazz hand towards her new friend, "Sorry! But, yeah, its America! I don't know who the President is, though, there was Mr. Roosevelt and then Mr. Truman... I don't know after that? Our orders come from the Commander and Enterprise, and they get theirs from Naval HQ. Above that..." She gives an awkward shrug. "I'm not really into politics?"

[tsundullahan]

I've been told that things are more complicated than that, but you aren't wrong. Ultimately we still have been called to help these Agrii.

No welcome parties, I'm afraid. I think arrivals are too spontaneous to properly plan for such. Although I think I'd have to agree, if I had the choice, I would've opted for a party than information shoved into my mind.

[buildingitsir]

This chick was like a walking Netflix genre section. But he pays attention to what she says, and looks like he's thinking. The chest color turns gold as he does so. "Roosevelt and Truman were the thirty-second and thirty-third presidents respectfully. And if you don't know who the next president is, that means you're from between 1945 and early 1953. So yeah, that checks out that you don't know who the president is in 2038."

The gold turns back to teal but he scowls just a little. "Are you from some sort of military? Those are directly connected to politics?" And politics was something York paid attention to in his world, mostly because decisions could cause death with his own brethren if they were poorly made.

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[art_of_war]

This isn't Thrawn's first rodeo in Temba and as such, despite arriving the same way near the fountain and having a similar compulsion reaction to the glowing datapoint, he then saw what appeared to be a young human girl falling on her backside. This piqued his curiosity. As he moved to stand beside her he would probably seem to be towering at 7'6", and clasped his hands behind his back.

"Are you alright?"

[renoreactor]

She has to squint a moment and tap her chin at her memories, as foggy as they are. "I think I'm from later? Maybe? I really don't know the year, but I am with the military! Its called Azur Lane!" Her head bobs with a waggle of her ponytail, "I'm pretty sure Naval HQ handles the politics, all that's above my head. We in Azur Lane are the ones fighting to save the planet from the alien invasion!"

"I mean, there shouldn't be any politics in saving the planet but I've seen the movies. As far as I know, nobody's ever brought any of us in front of Congress!"

[renoreactor]

Reno considers something, "I guess it would be hard to hold parties like that." Following that thought trail to its conclusion brings a small frown, "Its all random? You never know when someone else new shows up? How does that even work?" A pause as her eyes widen, "How do you even know if its a good guy arriving and not a supervillain?"