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mrfixit ([info]mrfixit) wrote,
Her beginning kind words calmed him down. He must of seemed overwhelmed to her but he couldn't help his emotions, this was all too much. Then his world crashed down all over again. "One...son?" He slumped against the mailbox and sunk to the floor. She probably has no idea who I am and if Mom didn't know me, neither would Dad. I have to go to Genosha, I have to see them...even if they don't know I exist. I have to try something Then his eyes grew wide and he scrambled back to his feet.

"Wa-wait? One son? No daughters? My sister...my sister..." he closed his eyes for minute. He was overreacting, his sister was in the other dimension, he was going back to get her soon enough. He took deep breaths and looked at the lady, "I'm sorry for all of this, this is a little too much for me to take all at once. I might as well tell you the whole story then...

My name is Arthur Dane-Drake, Son of Lorna Dane and Robert or Bobby Drake otherwise known as Iceman or maybe...Lord Frost. Anyway in this universe they probably have no recollection of me because I've just surfed through time and ended up in this dimension. My sister and I are the last known living children of them, that could have, before they died. I've come all this way to find a place like this so we can both live happily or happier....because our world is run by the most vicious villains you could ever meet. War and chaos everywhere, safe houses and trust worthy friends were hard to come by. Possibly why I lost alot of other siblings. I have to find a way to get my sister here. I have to show her this world...even if we lost our parents all over again...can you help me with that?" He gave her a sympathetic look. A sad lost puppy look. A look of guidance.


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