Marvel RP discussion

Jasper stopped at the door and looked at Alexa, "Ready?"

She nodded and slowly opened the door.

Jasper peeked in and saw a prone body laying on the floor.

She rushed in towards the person lying on the floor.

Jasper grabbed the med kit off the wall. A large gash was open on Damon's head, but it was slowly closing.

"You can give him the medical help right? Because I don't think I could"

Jasper knelt beside Damon and watched. After a second he said, "No, I think he'll be ok all on his own."

"That's good. I think. Any idea what cause the explosion or whatever it was?"

Jasper shook his head, "Your guess is as good as mine."

She sighed. "Anyways, do you have any idea as to what our current location is?"

He pulled up a map on his arm and replied, "Still in the Milky Way galaxy, so thats a plus. But not many species would willingly come into this airzone."

"Why not?"

"Well, after Quill became president of the Spartax Empire, he put a ban on all intergalactic travel into your galaxy without the proper credentials."

She blinked in surprise, "Oookkkkaaaayyyyy....... And how far do you think we are from where the Avengers are?"

He checked the map, "Actually, were not that far off course. With a few minor modifications, well be back on track."

"That's good." She nodded. She squeezed her eyes shut and braced herself against the wall, biting back a scream when she felt extreme pain in her chest. Where the spell had hit back on earth. She hoped that her mask might help her in not giving away the fact that she was feeling the pain but she wouldn't be too sure.

Jasper looked over, "What are you doing?" His arm beeped and a red hazard sign appeared, "Woah, your in extreme distress. Whats going on?"

She shook her head, "I don't- I don't know" she gasped out before she started glowing a bit.

Jasper grabbed Damon and dragged him away, "Your going through another temporal flux!"

After a few minutes she passed out as the glow subsided.

The nanites retreated back into the arc reactor.

Jasper watched warily, "Alexa?"

A twelve year old girl was lying on the ground. Her eyes slowly opened.

She didn't seem to recognise her surroundings and on spotting him, backed up against the wall, "Кто ты?!"

Jasper held up his hands in surrender, "Hey, I'm not going to hurt you."

Her eyes narrowed at him. She definitely did not trust him, "Who are you?" She demanded, a slight russian accent in her voice, which she quickly covered up.

He noticed and frowned softly, "Well I'm Jasper your...I dunno, a teammate maybe. How old are you?"

"ты не из красной комнаты" she muttered to herself, "I am twelve years old" she replied after a moment of contemplating.

He scratched his head, "Well, that could be a problem." Damon groaned softly and stirred on the floor.

She brought out a blade from where she had hidden it somewhere in her shoes, no idea how she did it, and held it in front of her threateningly. It seems that even after leaving the red room she still kept her habit of carrying around knives with her at all times.

He stared at the knife and then said, "One moment." He turned away and shook Damon, "Hey man, you good?" Damon opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling for a minute, "Why does it feel like I was sat on by an Acanti?"

She stared distrustfully at the pair, tense and ready in case of a fight. She ran a number of calculations through her mind, looking for escape routes simultaneously.

Damon sat up and stared at her, "Hello there." Jasper rolled his eyes, "It's Alexa, she de-aged." Damon stared and then nodded, "Oh yeah, I can sorta see it."

"Who's.... Alexa?" She asked, confused.

They both looked at her, "Well, thats not good."

"Am I going to get an answer from you two, or not?"

"Who is this Alexa that you two are talking about?" She all but demanded.

Damon frowned, "Well, last time I saw you, Alexa was you." Jasper held his hand out, "Wait, what do you think your name is now?"

She was unwilling to give them her real name so instead replied, "Katherine Miller"

They exchanged unbelieving glances, "Ok, Kathy," Damon said, "What's the last thing you remember?"

The last thing she remembered...... "I was heading for my ballet lessons..." The most painful ballet lessons. They pushed you to your limits. They break you but won't let you stop. They try to mold you into the perfect killer. She hated it but it is her life.

Jasper glanced sideways at Damon, "What's ballet?" Damon waved him off, "Are you sure?"

"Ballet is a form of dance. An artistic dance form performed to music, using precise and highly formalized set steps and gestures. Classical ballet, which originated in Renaissance Italy and established its present form during the 19th century, is characterized by light, graceful movements and the use of pointe shoes with reinforced toes." She answered for Jasper, "And yes, I'm sure. Why? And how did I end up here?" She all but demanded.

Damon frowned, "Well, its difficult to explain. See, you were like 30, then there was this accident, and you turned 15, then we went into space to save your brother and his team, then you turned 18, now your twelve."

She gave him an unimpressed look, "I'm not in a mood for jokes so I would appreciate it if you told me how and why I ended up here and we can all go our different ways" Kira said to him.

Damon shrugged, "Hey, I just told you."

"I find it hard to believe that that is the truth." She sighed, "But neither of you seem to be lying. What now?"

Jasper shrugged, "What year is it for you? That might help."

"1996, I believe" she replied