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There is one Lyle Norg, in the bar, at a table. He wandered down from the upstairs a few minutes ago, in hopes of finding something interesting - but it's hard to find something interesting when you're feeling restless.

There are so many things he could find to be entertained by, but in the end, apparently he's settled for his own devices - staring intently as his own hand as he turns it invisible and then back again. Invisible... back again.... invisible.... you get the picture.

Might you come and entertain him? He's not doing such a good job by himself.

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"Earth." He would give a specific place, but when you live on a manmade world that orbits your planet in an attempt to keep the moon's orbit in check... well... specifics didn't exactly come to mind. "And you?"

"Earth, early 21st century."

She smiles.

"What do you do, on your Earth?"

"I guess you wouldn't have heard of the Legion, back then," Lyle muses. Of course, there was no guarentee they were from the same Earth, either. "I serve on a superhero team."

"'Fraid not. But a superhero? Cool. Me and my friends are superheroes too... we just move around a lot."

"You are as well?" Well, this was a small world. Or a ... small bar, as the case was. "What team?"

"We dont really have a name, but some people call us Gen13 from the name of our project... We were activated in a lab, latent powers."

Lyle hasn't heard of that team. Of course, that doesn't say much when you're from another century - still, though, it may be assumable at this point that they're from different Earths.

"Activated in a lab? Did someone experiment on you?"

He pauses.

"If it's okay for me to ask."

He knows a little something about tact.

"Somewhat. Mostly just subjecting us to certain kinds of training. We had latent abilities and they activated them that way. We were second generation heroes."

She smiles.

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