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Good morning 625 Topper Street! Usually, the house would be filled with the chatter of the drone!kids and the drone!wife as they start the day all fresh and chirpy. However, this time there's something, or rather someone, who's acting out of the "ordinary" for drones. Rather, when the drone!mum pops up to shake her "daughter" awake, all she gets is a sleepy, "Ten more minutes dad, please...?" Drone!mum shakes her head with exasperation, but gives the teenager the extra time she wants.

Tara is in bed less than that though, as her sleepy mind suddenly realizes that something is not right. Her mom isn't home, she's working out of the country. It's dad who usually wakes her up. And he would NEVER give her ten extra minutes.

Action: 625 Topper Street
Hey Sniper, you have a blonde girl dressed in pyjamas trying to sneak to the phone. She's trying to avoid the drone!mum and the kids, but obviously she's no Spy. However, she does look determined, if not nervous, to get to that phone. Care to speak with her and say hi to your new not!daughter?

Action: Topper Street
She's just had a conversation with her new not!dad, but there's still plenty of things she doesn't get. She's taken to wondering the streets outside now, gaping at the perfect houses and trees that line the entire neighborhood.

Action: School
Mayfield High, there's a new kid who's in town. Tara "Mundy" is looking a little lost though, and she has no idea where the classes are, or even which is her locker. She's going around asking people for help. Maybe she's just waved you over then? Or maybe you see her wandering the corridor? Either way, will you help her out?

Action: Town, after school.
The moment the bell goes, she's out of the place immediately to check out the rest of town. Prison or no, she's not one to turn down the opportunity to go exploring. You might see her around as she checks out the place.

Phone, unfiltered
(She was already told that she had been taken from home, that this wasn't even the USA that she had grown up in. Still, she had to at least try. Her fingers nearly slip as she dials in the number.)
...Dad? Are you there?

Date: 2011-11-13 03:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] forgotten-titan.livejournal.com
(Guilt guilt guilt.)

Y-yeah. I guess I owe her an apology then. And to you too.

Date: 2011-11-13 03:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sarcasmandbooks.livejournal.com
It's not your fault. Like I said, the truth's sadly not well known.

So did you just get here?

Date: 2011-11-13 03:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] forgotten-titan.livejournal.com
Uh huh. Just today, actually. It's been OK so far though. I mean, I've got a pretty cool neighbor.

(Conveniently not mentioning her not!dad.)

Date: 2011-11-13 03:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sarcasmandbooks.livejournal.com
Good.

You're going to have to be careful. This place is dangerous.

Date: 2011-11-13 03:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] forgotten-titan.livejournal.com
Right. Got it.

Umm...exactly how dangerous, though? Like, Gotham dangerous?

Date: 2011-11-13 03:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sarcasmandbooks.livejournal.com
Worse.

[Not near her father level worse though.]

Don't drink the milk. Strange things happen once a month. And if you die, you wake up the next day in bed. So dying is common here.

Date: 2011-11-13 04:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] forgotten-titan.livejournal.com
D-dying!?

(She's horrified. The concept of death is still very foreign to her.)

Date: 2011-11-13 04:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] forgotten-titan.livejournal.com
A-a-and we come back...the next day? H-how?

Date: 2011-11-13 04:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] forgotten-titan.livejournal.com
(She's...going to take awhile to accept this. This isn't something she should be dealing with! This is something super heroes should do, not her. She's nothing special!)

Date: 2011-11-13 04:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sarcasmandbooks.livejournal.com
I don't have my powers here, but you're still a citizen of Jump City.

[And possibly a titan.]

I'll do what I can to keep you safe.

Date: 2011-11-13 04:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] forgotten-titan.livejournal.com
T-thanks. Is...is there anything I can do though? Just...just in case I'm in trouble.

Date: 2011-11-20 12:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sarcasmandbooks.livejournal.com
I'd give you a communicator if we had any. Try the telephone.

Date: 2011-11-20 01:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] forgotten-titan.livejournal.com
OK, I'll call for you then.

(She rubs the back of her neck, fidgets a bit, before she asks quietly:)

Would...would it be OK for me to get your address? I...I'd just like a place where I can go to. Somewhere safe.

Date: 2011-11-20 02:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sarcasmandbooks.livejournal.com
[Raven reaches into her bag and pulls out a piece of paper to write it down.]

Sure.

I'm at 630 Topper Street. Drop by sometime if you want.

Date: 2011-11-20 08:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] forgotten-titan.livejournal.com
Wait, 630 Topper Street? I'm at 625!! We're neighbors!

(She's neighbors with Raven. This has to be the best bit of news she's heard the whole day.)

Date: 2011-11-27 06:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sarcasmandbooks.livejournal.com
Oh good. That makes it easier then.

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