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Christina Frost ([info]whosperfectnow) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-11-15 10:39:00

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Definitely Not In Kansas Anymore
One moment she was in a front yard in the middle of nowhere Missouri getting ready to kick the ass of captain von weirdo.  The next she was in more pain than she'd ever felt before--which was saying something given the last three missions--and then...nothing.  How long the nothing lasted she wasn't sure.  Time was the last thing she was thinking about because instead of being a nice, comfortable fall day it was suddenly ridiculously hot.  There were also guys wearing what looked like togas standing around her where she lay semi-face down on the ground.  And they were yelling at her in....Latin?

Oh shit.

"Um...hi."

Tina suddenly wished she'd been paying closer attention reading that book on Ancient Rome.  Or that she'd managed to finish it.  She made a mental note that if she ever got home, she was buying a Kindle.


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