It's us. Yes we're back again.

[helladoomed]

WHO: Fourteen year old Chloe Price and YOU!
WHERE: All over the place.
WHEN: During the pull point plot!
WHAT: Kid!Chloe just makin' her way in the world.
WARNINGS: She still has a little bit of a potty mouth oops.

A. At the apartment

[Once Chloe and Sarah had determined that George was not some kind of kidnapping serial-pervert, Chloe could be found at times back at the apartment, just...trying to piece together the things in her room that were somehow 'hers.' She could see a resemblance in the pictures on the wall now, her but...older? With way cooler hair but so hard around the eyes. And sad.]

[She tried not to think about it too much. Instead she watched a lot of television, or went through her clothes, or just...killed time.]

B. Exploring

[Wearing the too-big-for-her blazer over her t-shirt and jeans (a plain t-shirt and non-ripped jeans, in fact) Chloe was out and about in the world, just kind of...experiencing everything. Staring at flying cars, watching news reports through store windows, listening to people talking about the war. The cold war, what the hell man?]

[She could be found in any of the four porter cities, just walking around, with an expression a little bit too close to 'tourist' for her own good, really. But everything was just so cool!]

C. Powers

[So, they had superpowers. And Chloe had found out she could create butterflies which was silly but also kind of amazing! Which was what she was trying to do, somewhere out of the way but not trying to keep herself hidden really.]

[Unfortunately, she was only succeeding about half the time...the other half she was making, well, gross things. Cigarettes and joints, which were slowly gathering in a pile by her feet.]

Come on.

[She muttered to herself as she made another joint and tossed it at the pile.]

D. Wildcard

[Any other ideas, meetings, anything we talked about elsewhere, here's the place for it!]

Comments

b

[fayzedandconfused]

[ Breeze spots Chloe walking down the street and stops to watch her, trying to decide whether or not she's a new imPort or just a really easily impressed native. After a minute, she decides that even a really, really easily impressed native wouldn't stop to stare at hovercars and stand around watching the news (ew, boring). Gotta be an imPort. ]

Hey! [ She says this too loudly, making sure everyone nearby can hear her. ] You new?

[helladoomed]

Huh? Me? [She turns at the voice, looking around, but clearly Breeze meant her. Had she been that obvious? Well shit.]

...Sort of?

[What an answer...]

[fayzedandconfused]

Aw, don't be shy, kid. I can tell.

[ Breeze points at her own eyes and then to Chloe's, grinning. ] It's pretty cool, huh? Flying cars...

[helladoomed]

[She rolled her eyes at that, mostly to hide her embarrassment, but turned when another flying car went by.]

Yeah. It's pretty crazy. We don't have anything like it back home.

[fayzedandconfused]

Not where I'm from, either. But you can get used to anything.

[helladoomed]

...Guess so.

[She seriously wasn't sure she'd ever get used to something like flying cars.]

You been here long then?

[fayzedandconfused]

Just a couple months. Where you from?

[helladoomed]

Oregon. [She sighed.] So like, as far from here as you can possibly be. But I looked online, can't find my town or anything.

[fayzedandconfused]

I'm from California. My hometown exists, but the town I went school in doesn't. Weird, right? But you'll go home sooner or later.

[ Breeze has to fight off the urge to give her a thumbs up or something else lame. Instead, she fidgets. Fidgets very, very quickly. ]

A.

[puppydoctor]

[George is hesitant about his apparent housemates after the rocky start, but Chloe is just a kid - he has to make sure she's okay. He gives a light knock on her door frame, peering in with concern.]

Hey. How are you doing?

[helladoomed]

[Chloe was looking at the pictures on her wall again, and she gave a little start at the knock, peering over at him. Right. George. Not a serial killer. Hopefully.]

[After a second she shrugged.]

I don't know.

[puppydoctor]

Let me know if there's anything I can do. [He gestures towards the front of the apartment.] I can't cook much, but the place seems pretty stocked if you need anything to eat.

[helladoomed]

I can cook. [She said it absently, as she stepped away from the pictures.]

This all feels so nuts.

[puppydoctor]

Yeah. Yeah, it does.

[That's an understatement. But he doesn't want to freak out in front of a kid.]

But we're gonna get through it. We'll figure this out.

[helladoomed]

I guess.

I've been listening on these phone things, and other people have been here for ages. But they all showed up in Florida or something not...

A random apartment.

[puppydoctor]

Ages? Like, as in... hours?

[helladoomed]

No, like months. Or years.

a!

[doubleblind]

[Cosima's dropping by the apartment to check on teenaged Sarah. She feels weirdly responsible for her, as if she was her actual little sister. Not that Cosima has any experience with having younger siblings. She's pretty surprised when she sees a different teenager sitting on the couch, watching TV.]

Uh... Hi? You're a friend of Sarah's.

[helladoomed]

[Chloe sat up a bit when the door opened, but relaxed once she saw the face...Sarah had warned her she had older sisters. Huh.]

Yeah. Hi. I'm Chloe.

[She waved.]

[doubleblind]

[Cosima's eyes widen slightly behind her glasses. The girl could be a younger Chloe, but she's so different. Then again, Cosima knows people can change a lot in a few years. She covers her surprise with a smile, waving back.]

Cosima. Nice to meet you, man.

[helladoomed]

Yeah.

So you're one of Sarah's sisters?

[It wasn't hard to guess really.]

[doubleblind]

[They look at least slightly less alike with the age difference? But still obviously related, if not the exact same person.]

Guilty as charged. Hope you don't mind visitors. There's a few of us.

[helladoomed]

[She shrugs.] It's not my apartment, I can't exactly complain.

Not sure where Sarah is though.

[doubleblind]

[Cosima sighs. Of course Sarah has already headed out likely to find trouble.]

She left? Man, I was hoping I was early enough to catch her.

[helladoomed]

She'll probably be back? We figure it's her apartment since she had the keys and junk.