cape_kore | 001 | Anna Miton

[ She's about to bring out her tried and tested 'you wouldn't believe me' line, but figures it's about time she gave Sharon the benefit of the doubt. ]

Angels aren't ones for freedom. We get given our orders and we follow them, for our whole existence. I chose to fall instead, but eventually they found me anyway. I got taken away for...reconditioning. We don't kill one of our own unless we can help it.

[ Never mind the fact that there had been times where that would have been much kinder. ]

[She's quiet as she contemplates that.]

So angels where you're from are soldiers. You went AWOL, and they tried to draft you back into the army. When you say recondition, am I right in assuming it means they tried to torture you into loyalty?

[It might be the slightest button for her. She's been imprisoned and tortured before. It had been eight months before she managed to escape. She'd spent years trying to get over it only to realize she never truly would.]

Yes, you're right.

[ It's not so surprising that Anna actuallly isn't that upset to be here, all things considered. As ominous as waking up in a strange town is, an escape is an escape. ]

We're not supposed to feel. We're supposed to just do as we're told, follow the orders and never question our faith. I rebelled, and it got me locked up.

[ Obviously there's so much more to the story, but Anna's had enough of sharing. ]

So I'm guessing your world is very different then?

Just a bit. The Heaven and Hell stuff is metaphysical. Never met an angel, though I know of a mutant who goes by the name Angel. I mostly deal with superheroes and aliens. Which... I don't suppose you have any of those there.

[ It takes a lot to surprise Anna, but she's certainly managed it. ]

I imagine this is something what you felt like when I told you about my world? [ She does manage a good natured chuckle though. In a way, it is all quite funny after all, people from such oddly matched worlds being brought together like this. ] Supeheroes and aliens. I thought they were just Earth stories. And what exactly is a mutant?

[She manages a small grin.] This isn't necessarily my first time off-universe, but yeah, your universe is more... different than I expected.

Superheroes tend to be from other planets or universes and get their abilities that way or from some external factor later on, like a serum or a spider bite. Mutants are born with their abilities, but they don't really kick in until puberty. People haven't decided yet if they're the next stage in human evolution or a dud. [Or a threat. But she'll keep mum on that until there's one here that she's genuinely worried about.]

When you say abilities, you mean...

[ It's fascinating, really. She's watched the world come to life from the ground up, but she's never encountered things like this. At least not in the way that this woman describes it, and she can't help but want to know more. ]

If you have superheroes, you must have villainous counterparts for them to have cause to 'don the uniform', so to speak?

We do. A couple since before World War II, but the War is when they really hit their stride. Now they're a dime a dozen. We've got some who can control metal, some who can control thoughts. SHIELD mostly focused on stopping people from committing acts of terrorism or attack or domination, so I've come across a few in my time.

Keeps things interesting, to say the least.

I guess if you have angels, you also have demons.

[Have angels? This is an angel.]

[ In a way it's not so different from her world - the origins might change but the essentials seem to stay the same. Good vs. evil, wherever you look. ]

More than you can count. There are other creatures too, monsters and spirits on Earth. My older brother is the Devil, you know how it goes.

[ She can't help the slight smirk that tugs at her lips and she shrugs. ] Suppose that stuff doesn't matter too much here though, anyway. I don't even know what I'd be able to do any more.

[She frowns at that. Like the dire wolves? Or like the Rhino? And her older brother what?]

If you find out if you can do something or not, I'd be... grateful if you could let me know. I won't make anyone leave who doesn't want to, but I have to get home.

[She hesitates.] What sorts of creatures and monsters?

I'm afraid I might be useless in the efforts to leave. It was the first thing I tried, I can't...transport myself the way I usually would. Not out of the town, at any rate.

[ There's no way she's going to say fly with someone who doesn't already know the ins and outs of these things. It's not a conversation she wants to have at the moment, and she's sure that the first person who brings up 'wings' is going to get a whole lot of angry Anna to deal with. ]

All sorts of things. Werewolves, djinn, vampires. Most of the myths and legends you've heard of are true in some form, at least. The lore often gets mixed up, but it's still somewhat the truth. We have...a lot of evil in my world.

You can tele- could teleport?

[She thinks about it for a moment and then shakes her head.] Of course. Angel. Teleport, flying, harp-playing, whatever.

[She leans back and nods.] We've got some of those back home. Pains in the ass. And it seems evil is something there's no shortage of in any world. Good to know.

[Which begs the question - not many "evil" people are here, other than Loki. Where are all the other villains to tip the scales? With the captors? Or is there something else at play?]

Well, technically I still can, but not out of the confines of the town.

[ Beyond a small, slightly unimpressed eyebrow raise at the harp comment, she still smiles. She can't exactly blame Sharon for the images of angels humans have been using for hundreds and thousands of years after all. ]

There's a few perks that come with it. That's one of them. Helps with dealing with said evil, though I'm a little out of practice.

[Meanwhile, Sharon's wondering if Anna's lack of denial might be confirmation that angels play harps. Which is... weird? After all, why would angels choose harps?]

So perks are... teleportation... flying? I'm guessing immortality, or something close to it...

Flying, immortality. [ She nods along, echoing her agreement, and there's a hesitant pause before she continues. She's already said too much anyway, what does it matter if she says a little more. ]

We can heal, too. Locate people too, provided they're not shielded from us. Things like that.

[Sharon is only too happy to let people talk too much in her presence. She's paying rapt attention, and her head comes up when Anna says she can locate people.]

What do you need to locate them? Something of theirs? Just a name?

[If she can get Natasha back... If Anna can find where Steve is - Sharon's Steve, that is...]

In theory, yes. There's ways of hiding.

[ There's no missing Sharon's sudden, very specific interest, and she can't help but frown. ]

Have you...lost someone? I don't know how well ill so here, but...

[ She trails her offer off, looking at Sharon with a shrug. Flying under the radar (no pun intended) is pretty difficult when she keeps offering to help people with her abilities. ]

[That's a better shot than anything else Sharon has, and she leaps at the chance.]

Natasha Romanoff. Red hair. Green eyes. [She rattles off the height and the weight as well; if Natasha has a problem with it, then Natasha shouldn't have disappeared.]

Do you need anything else?

[ Anna just nods as she focuses as much as she can. It's hard here, so much harder than normal. Even disconnected from Heaven she can still feel the souls around her in the town, but this 'Natasha' of Sharon's is definitely not one of them. ]

I- I'm sorry. This place, it makes it harder. I can't see anything outside of it, but...I don't think she's here.

[ She really does look sorry, too. She'd thought she might have been able to help there, for a second. ]

[Sharon watches Anna, leaning forward in anticipation. She knows she shouldn't hope. She knows it could end up hurting her in the end. And yet, if Anna can find her friend...]

[And then Anna reveals that Natasha isn't there and that she can't see outside of the town, and Sharon's head falls. She'd been stupid for hoping. So, so stupid.]

[She forces herself to take a slow, steady breath before looking up to Anna again. Her voice is calm; whatever emotions she might be feeling tampered down.]

We're also missing someone named Bruce Banner. He disappeared around the same time.

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[ She shouldn't care because she barely knows Sharon, and she hates that she's even able to do these things again, but she does. When Sharon's head falls Anna's own apologetic expression drops into something far more upset.

It's only for a moment of course, and then she shakes her head and she's back to something more neutral, but for a moment there she'd had some form of hope too - that she might actually get some good out of the life she's having to lead once more. No such luck. ]

The doctor? I tried when I heard he was missing. If he's still in town then I can't find him. There's certain powers that can keep people hidden from us, though. Very old magic, but it exists.

[ It's the best she can offer in the form of consolation. She's not going to sugar coat it, because she can't sense him, can't even get so much as a hint to where either of them are. She looks heartbroken all over again though, and though she clears her throat and continues in the same practical manner, there's no getting rid of that 'someone kicked my puppy' expression. ]

I'm so sorry I can't help more. This town, I don't know what's happening here but things work differently.

[Sharon studies Anna's face, but her gaze is distant. She's thinking about what she needs to do and how it needs to be done. Emotion is a nice thing for civilians to have, but Sharon's mission is to take care of these people and get them home; her emotions can't matter.]

[After several seconds, she focuses on Anna and forces a soft smile.]

Don't worry about it. It was a long shot anyway.

This very old magic. Who would know it and what would they need?

Other angels, some demons. When I say old I really do mean old, hundreds of thousands of years. There are certain sigils that can mask a person from an angel, in our language.

[ She's sure that there can't be anyone else here who knows about these things, other than the people from her world, and none of them would have any reason to hide a person from each other. ]

You'd be hard put to find anything other than beings who have lived as long as me who know these things any more.

[ Sharon listens quietly, her hope flagging as soon as Anna mentions someone hundreds of thousands of years old. That narrows the list of suspects significantly. It has to, even for Anna. Still, she has to ask. ]

Is it even remotely possible that they have... an angel or demon working with them who knows these things? Someone forced into it, maybe?

[ She has been open with Sharon, more than she thinks she should have really, but it's too late now. That doesn't mean anyone else has been so willing to give up their secrets though. Heavenly rejection or not, they're her family, and some of the few she can actually stand.

So instead of telling her about the other angels in the town, Anna just shakes her head. ]

Not on our side. What the people behind this have got behind them though, I can't even begin to imagine. This kind of power isn't something I've ever encountered before.

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