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[wearsgloves]

Will you quit worryin' so much and make up yer damn mind already?! Hearin' you going back and forth is driving me up the wall!

[She sighs, recollecting herself.] Ain't nothing wrong with just diving in once in a while, okay? You won't know what works if you don't try it! And besides, I can handle myself just fine, so quit overthinking my accent, get out of the way, and let me figure things out.

I'd rather be with my team than just gettin' thrown into the middle of nowhere, but I'm starting to realize that might be oughta the question for now.

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[iamresponding]

Generally speaking, they don't seem to do too good at that, keeping us with our teams.

[Nova smiles a warm smile. They've never actually formally met, but it's still nice to see a familiar face. He's not even sure where he met her (maybe that thing with Adam Warlock and the cosmic egg?) but he recognizes her. That's just the way it works with their world. Galactus comes to make the world into a late night snack or something, they all gather up, take the threat out, mingle for a few minutes, and head their separate ways. There's a great big sea of faces and sometimes that's all you carry with you -- the faces. (And maybe the odd bit of admiration over how hard someone else could punch.) But not always names or anything. He's pretty sure she's one of the X-Men and that's about all.]

You think it's hard to find your teammates? Nobody's exactly champing at the bit to play members of the team responsible for Stam -- [Wait. He doesn't know when she's from so maybe talking about that is a bad idea] -- uh. Responsible for some...mistakes.

[A light cough.]

Like the New Warriors are.

[Hell, she might not even know who the New Warriors are, depending on when she's from. And if she does, it's possible she won't recognize which New Warrior he is. A lot of people barely recognize him for the grandstanding dingus in the dorky helmet he used to be, because all that's really similar is the ol' bucket. That's what happens when you turn into a battle-hardened war vet and have a serious costume change. And the fairly advanced robotic prosthetic right arm is something no one back home has seen him with yet, on account of him losing his arm riiight before dying.]

We were responsible for a hell of a lot of 'em, I'll grant you that.