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[ Maybe Independence Day is Coach Finstock's favorite movie for a reason. All Stiles knows is, at first he was in his jeep, dropping Scott off at home - and then he was in a shuttle, with some nasty-looking dude with six eyes staring at him.

He may have shrieked in a totally manly way and sat on the bench furthest away from him.

Anyway the shuttle - space shuttle, space ship - had set down, and he'd been herded out and dumped on a launch pad in some serious need of scrubbing. Some dude with actualfax fucking mandibles had tiredly told him that he was supposed to go to Zeta district and help with repairs if he didn't have anything better to do. He did not field any other questions. Stiles has been flying by the seat of his pants for the last few hours.

That first hour may have involved hyperventilating.

Regardless, he knows how to work this omni-tool thing now and he's using it thanks to ingenuity and possibly some passerby help. His face fills up the entire screen. ]

So aliens are real. Big, giant huge wrinkly aliens that look like they want to eat my face, and blue space babes. Okay, that's cool, we respect all of the species in human-land. Totally cool bros here.

[ A teenager's very determined expression of resolve goes here, though. ]

What we don't respect is kidnapping. Which I'd say is what just happened, you know. But I've got questions. If any of you see a five foot three girl with fair skin, green eyes, and strawberry blonde hair, or a five foot ten dude with tan skin, brown eyes, brown hair and an uneven jawline, you're gonna tell me, okay?

And if any of you touch a hair on that fine lady's head, I'm going to go Will Smith on your butts.

[ Scott can handle some heat. Stiles turns the video off, then switches it back on suddenly. ]

And the dude you're telling is Stiles!

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Kind of jumping to assumptions, aren't you?

[ Not that he disagrees with the whole kidnapping aspect either, but there you go, Stiles. ]

[ Stiles makes an indignant noise. ]

This is pretty definitely not where I was. And what would they give me these things for if not to track me. Maybe I'm part of some kind of weird experiment!?

[ It's okay. Once Stiles figures out what's going on, he'll be more about gawking at aliens and less about accusing everyone of kidnapping him. ]

Aside from a few, this is definitely not where anyone was.

[ Just a little bit of reassurance there; he had seen a few people coming and going that seemed all too familiar with the location, but Bruce wasn't one of them. A minority for sure, but not one he was going to argue. ]

Plus, [ This time a bit more gently, because despite poking around the omnitools, he's not all that certain about his answer. ] your welcome committee didn't seem all that impressed about having a bunch of strangers show up here.

[ Gee thanks Aria. ]

[ Well, the reassurance works a little. Most of the people so far had told him he was another one, to calm down, or were Lydia. ]

Well, misery loves company, and all that. And I can be a whole lot of misery.

[ A pause. ]

You mean that purple lady - uh, Don't Fuck with Aria?

[ He found that post. He deeefinitely found it, because it was part of him and Lydia trying to figure out where they should go. ]

I thought that was just her standard setting maybe.

Yeah her. Could be her usual mood, I guess.

[ It had been on his list of things to consider about Aria, but after the whole 'don't fuck with me' lecture, Bruce felt it was easier to simply avoid her right off the bat. For both her sake and his sanity, that is.

He shrugs uncertainly before continuing. ] I wouldn't really try to see how true it is though.

Actually, I was planning it on hightailing it to her hideout [ because she must have a hideout, right? Stiles is never getting into Afterlife anyway so it might as well be ] and telling her that to her face. I've been dying to see the business end of a gun lately.

[ Okay actually he did see one, recently, that was a joke in poor taste so he makes a face. ]

So, are you a native or not?

Do you have a death wish?

[ It's spoken with a bit of sarcasm attached, since Bruce can't possibly figure out why anyone would go that route of having a gun to your head, joke or not.

But he lets up just slightly, shrugging. ]

Definitely not. New York, 21st century, if that helps any.

[ Technically not New York either, but semantics. ]

I have plenty of wishes, but death isn't really one of them.

[ Besides, he's had more than enough brushes with death, lately. ]

California, 21st century. At least you're from the same century, jesus. I never thought I'd be against holographic projection screens, but this shit is making me twitch.

[ He's changed thoughts mid-rant. Enjoy that, Bruce! ]

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video; where im sad that i have to pretend the avengers aren't a thing stiles knows

video; WELL there's the option of recognizing bruce from the comics if you want

video; haha i don't want to canon puncture anyone too badly though you know

video; lmao well the offer is permanently standing if you ever want

video; maaaybe

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