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wannabelantern ([info]wannabelantern) wrote in [info]dc_nextgen,
@ 2010-04-02 10:17:00


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Current mood: excited
Entry tags:inactive - scott rayner-west, inactive - wendi tyler

Brand Old Day (Open)
 Scott West looked from the rooftop in his gold and silver bodysuit, his red hair moving slightly with the breeze, his goggles on tight. His little robotic drone Scooter hovered near him, with his two hover plates ready to deploy for emergency retreats for himself and Scott.

"Look at it Scooter. This city, Keystone City, 500 years before I will be a twinkle in Mom's eye. Before Mom will be a twinkle in anyone's eye. Traversing time and hypertime fragments to come here. And thus our quest begins!"

"Sir... why are you telling me this? I came here with you with the same chronoporter circuit. It's just our luck they both burnt out."

"Scooter, it's not my fault that I used the wrong isotope of yttrium for the circuit. And how would I know that it would react poorly with the valorium mesh of the suit?"

"Basic chemistry, sir?"

Scott made a sour face at the drone. "Cheeky robot. I'd turn down your sarcasmeter if it didn't make you so good at banter."

"Thank you sir. I will take that as a compliment." Scott smiled. He was happy he took Scooter along, give himself a friend. He was always good at making friends, even if he meant it literally. A mental impulse to his suit and the jet boots turn on, lifting him on compressed air alone.

"Well Scooter, let's patrol. The Flashes can't have all the fun, right?"

"Right, sir!" At that, the two fly over the rooftops, making sure that the city sees it's new metallic guardians. I mean, why wear a golden tech suit if no one will see it?
 



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[info]3x2_9yz_4a
2010-04-05 08:56 pm UTC (link)
"Er... it's fine," Wendi replied. She considered everything he'd said. "Are you a time traveler or something?"

She shook her head. "Just stopping by for a visit. I'm from New York."

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[info]wannabelantern
2010-04-05 09:23 pm UTC (link)
"I was a time traveler. My method of time travel has burnt out, but I actually intend on staying here, in this time period, for a while. I just wished I still had my Baby Box."

Upon hearing New York, Scott perks up. "New York, New York? I've heard its a heluva town. Hrm... New York... I've never been myself. Lemme ask you, Hourgirl, mind if Gold Sentinel moves into your town for a while? Trying to find a place to foot myself."

"Sir, I don't believe the city actually belongs to her..."

"Still polite to ask, Scooter." Gold Sentinel looks at her. "Do you think there is enough room in New York for another fellow in costume and his robot buddy?"

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[info]3x2_9yz_4a
2010-04-05 09:31 pm UTC (link)
"Ah, I'm sure it'd be fine," she replied. "Big city, five boroughs, plenty of room for lots of heroes."

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[info]wannabelantern
2010-04-05 09:57 pm UTC (link)
Scott grins. "Well Scooter! It looks like we're going to New York!"

"Sir... it will take us roughly 4.22 hours of continuous flight mode to reach there."

"Then it's a good thing I have a copilot for this suit, isn't it?" Scott smiles at the robot.

"I suppose it is, sir..." Four little legs deploy from Scooter, who attaches to Scott's back and a visor deploys from the top of Scooter. Scott grabs it in mid-air and places it over his eyes.

So glad we spent two days perfecting that move.
I can't believe he made me spend two days perfecting how he puts on his glasses.

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[info]3x2_9yz_4a
2010-04-05 10:04 pm UTC (link)
Over four hours? Wendi almost had to laugh. She could be there in a couple of minutes on a slow day.

"Nice trick," she said instead.

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[info]wannabelantern
2010-04-05 10:55 pm UTC (link)
"Why thank you." Scott looks at her, then looks at his visor. "Scooter, is there any way we can speed this up?"

"If only we had some sort of teleporter, sir."

"... Some method without mentioning the fact we forgot the Baby Box..."

"Um... what about... Bzzt... the only way I could would involve disabling the Stun Blasts, and all but the Centerfuge Beam in your Gauntlets sir. I can cut the ride down by half."

"So two point eleven hours? I guess its better than nothing... Hrm... well, Hourgirl, I hope to get to see you again. And if you ever need us, just give us a call." A business card printed Gold Sentinel: Hero of the 26th Century pops out of Scooter, which Scott hands to Hourgirl. On it is an e-mail address and a phone number, but the numbers shift around a bit. "Our contact card. Tied to Scooter or my visor. You need us or want me, you give us a call."

Scott flashes her a smile. "Unless of course, you're in no rush to leave..."

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[info]3x2_9yz_4a
2010-04-05 11:07 pm UTC (link)
Wendi wished for a moment that her mask covered more of her face. But she took the card and placed in in the small compartment in her belt behind her hourglass.

"Sorry," she said, "but I gotta go."

She only had about thirty-five minutes left. Plenty of time, but better safe than sorry, Grandpa Rex always said.

"But I hope to see you around."

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