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[captain_marvel]

Who: Carol Danvers + YOU
Where: Outside the mansion + other areas + network
When: April 1.
Rating: PG probably
Summary: Carol crash lands in Wonderland, as she do, and is trying to learn her way around.
The Story:

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[captain_marvel]

More?

[She seems a little confused at that because she hadn't gotten a page.]

Did the Kree come back?

[outstandingbalance]

Not on my watch. [Which isn't quite the same as ruling the possibility out.] But there's been incursions.

Mostly, though, we have plenty of problems of our own.

[captain_marvel]

I think a lot of planets have those issues, but the Kree tend to come in and make things worse.

[Because they want to control everything like the controlling control freaks they are.]

[outstandingbalance]

Other planets have genocidal robot swarms? [She doesn't mean to sound skeptical. Or bitter. But that seems like the kind of thing only a few people were the right balance of insanely intelligent and insanely ill advised enough to do that.

Tony and Bruce fit that list.]

[captain_marvel]

[There's a long pause as she processes that.]

Other planets grow their people in pods to make sure they have pristine genetics. Does that count?

[Also wtf Fury, why was she not called sooner? Maybe there was a bet involved.]

[outstandingbalance]

[Fury must have felt like they had it under control. No idea why he'd think that, but for the most part he hasn't been wrong.]

That's different. Sounds less fun than the usual way.

[captain_marvel]

You would think. But they're all massive snobs, so really it's best if they just keep to themselves.

[She avoided them, it was for the best.]

[outstandingbalance]

I can only imagine. [Buck she'll accept it. Why wouldn't she? She shakes her head.] You have talking Raccoons in space too?

[captain_marvel]

I haven't met one yet, but probably.

[There's a lot of weird stuff in space.]

I wouldn't be surprised, anyway.

[outstandingbalance]

Might run into him. He's around here... or he was.

[Natasha hasn't seen him for a while.]

Allegedly he's from our universe.

[captain_marvel]

Huh. He got a name?

[Just so she makes sure she's got the right talking raccoon. There may be more than one.]

[outstandingbalance]

Rocket. You can't miss him.

[captain_marvel]

Duly noted.

[She files that away for future reference.]

But no other aliens have shown up here while you've been here? It's all been mostly Earth people?

[outstandingbalance]

Oh, I didn't say that. He's just the only other alien who I have reason to believe comes from the same universe or timeline... whatever dimensions Wonderland mines to bring us here.

[That is a very important distinction to make.]

[captain_marvel]

Huh.

[She considers for a moment.]

So what? We're like the loose change that fell behind the dresser of the universe?

[outstandingbalance]

[That gets a shrug out of Natasha.]

Oh, your guess is as good as mine as far as that goes.

[And does that ever rankle.]

[captain_marvel]

[Oh, they're definitely on the same page on that one.]

How long have you been stuck here?

[outstandingbalance]

Way too long.

[With some feeling.]

About a year and a half.

[captain_marvel]

[That is ... way too long.]

And no way out at all?

[outstandingbalance]

Not that we have access to. It's not something we accomplish. People leave, but not because they solve the puzzle.

[captain_marvel]

[So people do leave, but it's because something takes them away.]

How do we know where they go when they leave?

[outstandingbalance]

Not really. Sometimes people come back. Sometimes when they do, they have memories from home, but... it's complicated.

[Complicated, and there's a lot of room for suspicion.

Natasha has never had a lot of trouble being suspicious.]

[captain_marvel]

[Well that's always an interesting word.]

That doesn't sound like the good or fun kind of complicated.

[outstandingbalance]

No, I wouldn't say it's the good or fun kind of complicated. It's the complicated kind of complicated.

[captain_marvel]

My least favorite kind.

[She sighs.]

I think I might come visit that bar of yours while I'm figuring things out.