"Skrull invasion," I tell her, jumping over a fallen streetlamp, and I hope she's not too out of it to not follow my lead. I need to get her some place less in the open, and that's so not going to happen if we're still in the middle of the street. "Circa 2008. Welcome to the real world."
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Date: 2009-08-11 12:43 am (UTC)