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The thing about flying through space versus flying through the atmosphere of a planet is resistance.

Space is a vacuum, a swimming mess of gravitational forces from various planets that results in a very delicate balance you don’t really want to mess with. When you’re a very tiny object, flying through space, you can usually manage to avoid being sucked into them if you’re careful and can generate enough propulsion. Meanwhile, when you’re flying through the atmosphere on a planet, you’re dealing with one gravitational force – the planet’s – and there being an atmosphere to begin with means you have some friction to contend with, but you don’t have to work nearly as hard to keep yourself moving.

All this to say, Carol Danvers had been speeding her way through space at a fairly solid clip, needing to make it back to Earth in order to help Fury with whatever fresh hell had him calling her back to Earth after a quarter of a century. She is now blasting her way through Wonderland, a planet with atmosphere, friction and gravity and is going way too fast which leads to her crashing in a large divot in the middle of one of the gardens.

She pops herself up with a huff, dusting off her red, blue and gold suit, and after she extracts herself from it, it seems as though the garden is more bothered by this turn of events than she is. She huffs a breath, blowing a stray strand of hair out of her face and puts her hands on her hips to survey the situation. There’s a mansion. There’s gardens. A weird chessboard looking thing, and a beach. A beach means an ocean, an ocean means open space to fly and the sooner she course corrects to get back on the road to C-53, the sooner she can make sure Fury’s okay.

So she tries that. That doesn’t work.

Okay, maybe she tries it more than a couple of times when she keeps hitting invisible walls. No one ever said she wasn’t stubborn.

After it finally sinks in how pointless this particular avenue of thought is, she course corrects. Instead of avoiding the mansion, she makes her way inside. There seem to be a lot of people living in one place, hallways that never seem to stop, and closets with an endless supply of anything she could ever think of. It’s almost disorienting how this maze of rooms and doors is willing to give her anything she could want except the one thing she actually does. So instead of dwelling on that, she decides to start talking to the locals.

“Hi,” she greets with a casual, no-nonsense demeanor. “Carol Danvers. Can you point me at who’s in charge?”

[This communicator isn't quite as primitive as what they had on C-53 (or Earth. She really needs to start calling it Earth), but it's close enough. Her suit seems to not be getting any signals, so whatever weird space hole she seems to have fallen into, this is not where she needs to be.

It's been twenty four years since she left to help the Skrulls. If he hasn't called before now this must be an emergency. So she needs to find her way out of here as soon as possible.

Time to give this somewhat decent communicator a try.]

Just checking, but this isn't C-53 right? Or Earth? Some people call it Earth.

[Everyone who lives on Earth calls it Earth, Carol. Even some people who don't live on Earth call it Earth.]

Also, if anyone's seen a tall black guy who loves cats wandering around and answers to the name "Fury," please let him know that his ride is here.

[Gonna just ... blow up any cool factor Fury may have had with the people who worked for him, you're welcome. Also she is ready to blow this popsicle stand because she hasn't realized she can't leave yet. She doesn't want to leave without Fury, not after everything he's done for her.]

[from here]

That's me.

[She's not overly tall or intimidating, though the red/blue/gold suit she's wearing is definitely impressive, to say the least. She's also fairly stocky, for a girl, and looks like she's ready to barrel into something at a moment's notice. Probably because she usually is.]

So the last time I saw the Tesseract was in '95, when I left it with Fury for safe keeping. Well, technically I left him with Goose, who had swallowed it, but he said that he would keep it safe.

[from here]

More or less. They've been trying to revamp their image recently, so I've been less of a concern, I guess.

[Also she's ninety percent sure they're scared of her.]

[from here]

Zap-Bang. I like it. I usually just call it a photon blast, but Zap-Bang has personality.

[Which is always a good sign in Carol's book. She loves it when things have style.]

But tell me about the Queens. What do you mean they're in charge but they're not?

It does! It gives it that quirky ring to it. Makes it a little less threatening but you know, it still goes Zap-Bang- so the warning is there.

Wellll, there's the Red Queen and the White Queen. There was a Queen of Hearts, too? But she like...vanished before I got here. Or maybe died? I don't know, it's weird. The Red Queen rules this side, the White Queen rules over the Mirror Side- did...did anyone mention Mirrors to you yet? Because that's a whooooole other can of worms.

Let's pretend they haven't.

[She's read the brochure, but she's learned that sometimes first hand experiences are better than someone else's notes.]

Do you have experience with the mirrors yourself?

[Natasha arches an eyebrow, her lips twitching. She can't know what's under the surface, but she has a good sense when she's not getting the whole story.

There's no way this is even scratching the surface.]

Kinder, gentler warlike aliens?

[She snorts.]

The Kree are all about control. In the beginning, war-like dominance worked for them, but when a planet as ineffectual as Earth managed to push them back they had to start playing the diplomacy side. Renounced the Accusers, all that. Now, they don't support their war mongering ways, but they don't really do much to stop it either.

[She pauses.]

No offense intended to Earth. I'm from there, after all. But in terms of the galaxy, Terrans are kind of small fish.

[ He likes the uniform. ]

Goose?

[ He has no idea who or what could possible swallow the Tesseract and survive. ]

I won't take it personally. [It's a joke that has the benefit of being true. Natasha has bigger problems than what the rest of the galaxy makes of Earth.

And she's used to being underestimated.] We have enough problems without more aliens thinking we're trouble.

Goose is Fury's cat.

[She smirks a bit.]

Technically she's not a cat, she's a flerken which is some kind of alien species that looks like a cat but is actually a highly dangerous tentacle beast, but she swallowed the Tesseract when we were playing keep-away with it from the Kree. When I left Earth, she hadn't hacked it up yet, so I left Goose with Fury.

Edited (apparently i can't spell "hadn't") 2019-04-02 02:23 (UTC)

More?

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

Did the Kree come back?

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.

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.]

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.]

[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.]

[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.

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.]

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

I haven't met one yet, but probably.

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

I wouldn't be surprised, anyway.

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.

Huh. He got a name?

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

Rocket. You can't miss him.

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?

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