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[vaccination]

WHO: You, Jesse Pinkman, and some party people.
WHERE: A conveniently located park in Heropa.
WHEN: Saturday.
WHAT: Jesse's birthday! Turning 12. Feel free to tag in wherever or make your own sections.
WARNINGS: God only knows.

NOTE!!! Anyone is welcome to come, whether they replied to Skye's post or not. Stumble into a party, assume they saw the invite, whatever!

[For a last minute thing thrown by a two people who don't have much experience with birthday parties, it's all come together pretty well. Nevermind that they actually didn't have a place to hold the party until not too long ago (minor detail), but hey, that's what public parks are for. Covered seating, a hearty amount of streamers and cheap, brightly colored table cloths, food scattered around the tables--this is probably what a birthday party for a younger kid would look like.

Whatever, it's charming.

There's a man made lake and a few fire pits for cooking nearby, though it looks like meat was probably forgotten in favor of baked goods, chips, dip, pizza, soda, and beer.

If one pays attention, they may catch sight of Ellie and Skye exchanging high fives throughout the party. Well done, ladies.]

Comments

[agog]

[ Simmons is the 'on her own merit' kind of girl.]

And Xavier's is the primary school here?

[hostage]

[Jesse blinks.]

You never heard of Xavier Institute? Charles Xavier?

[He was so sure they were from the same universe.]

[agog]

[ Cue a blank look.]

No, I haven't.

[hostage]

Huh...

[How weird. A Marvel AU without X-Men.]

Anyway, he's a really famous mutant. He runs a school for imPorts here. Specializes in training kids how to use their powers along with all the regular school stuff.

[agog]

A mutant. [ It's said flatly. That's her skeptic voice.] What do you mean by mutant? [ It's a very broad term.]

[hostage]

[...What is this crazy AU? He's seriously running through comic titles in his head trying to locate the correct universe.]

Um, you know. Gifted people. Homo sapiens superior. People with the X-Gene.

[agog]

There's no such thing as the-- [ Then again, this whole place is impossible, mental.] Nevermind. This place seems to surprise me every day.

[hostage]

Yeah... Don't worry about it. We didn't have 'em in my universe, either.

[agog]

I suppose they didn't have the Avengers either?

[hostage]

Nothing like that. No Hulks, no gods, no superheroes. Just regular old humans.

[agog]

Most of the 'superheroes' are just humans as well, just with certain... additions.

[hostage]

Ah, yeah, I know that. Like us here, right? I just mean... People where I come from ain't evolved like that.

[agog]

That you know of. [ She tilts her head with a smirk as if she knows something he doesn't.]

[hostage]

[He dips his head in acquiescence.]

That I know of. True, that.

I guess I just... I dunno. I feel like if we had superhumans, they woulda took over the world already. Or they'd be doing something about all the, uh, crime and stuff. Be taking down Bin Laden or -

[Or himself and Mr. White. For example.]

I mean, it just seems like we woulda heard something about it.

[agog]

You'd be surprised how effective government agencies can be at covering things up. [ pause.] But that's neither here nor there. It's your birthday, we should speak of less... unsettling things.

[hostage]

Aw, I don't mind. This stuff's actually pretty exciting for me. Like, I can't believe my girlfriend's in S.H.I.E.L.D. And she works for Tony Stark. That's like... wow.

[agog]

[ Simmons laughs, a bit nervously.] Yes, well, I suppose it is quite exciting.

[hostage]

Shit, sorry. I didn't mean to get all sweaty-palms fanboy on you.

[agog]

Oh, no-no. It's actually quite nice to hear good things about us, honestly. Back home, right now, we are... persona non grata.

[hostage]

[He looks like he doesn't know what that term means.]

[agog]

[ a beat. ah, right. here-- ] We aren't exactly popular.