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From her booth ~~yeah, Chloe still hasn't gone home yet. Who needs algebra at the end of the universe?~~, Chloe looks up from her morning coffee and Daily Planet and staaaaaares.

That woman looks like her. Just older. And with a hair style that isn't so flippy, and boring clothing.

Still, she stares. Wait'll Clark and Pete hear about this one!

Boring clothing? Sera would protest! She is dressed in whatever the bar gave her! The mun doesn't know what exactly yet!

Sera's still contemplating orange juice...because as stated above, the mun is not creative.

But she feels like someone's watching her. So she rolls her shoulders and looks from side to side, seeing no one. She turns around, orange juice in hand and glances around the bar.

Chloe continues to stare, and grabbing her cup of coffee, gets up from her booth to walk over to the woman. Stopping behind the barstool, she raises her eyebrows.

"Okay, so I was told to expect some pretty weird things, but I never expected anything like this."

Sera turns and kinda does one of those gaping double takes that cartoon characters do. "Uh..."

She clears her throat. "I wasn't even told to expect weird things. So this is...shocking."

"Well, at least we don't sound the same," Chloe answers, talking mostly to herself.

She smiles at Sera. "You know, this isn't just shocking. This is amazing." Her green eyes rake Sera over. "An exact look alike, well, except for a couple differences," she goes on, gesturing to the hair. "It's increadible. How many people meet their doppelganger at the end of the universe?

It's true their voices sounded nothing alike. Sera's was intoned with the soft speech of a Chandrillian.

She nods slowly. "That's true. I don't know many people who have."

The mun does though. Three people.

Sera offers Chloe her hand. "Sera Faleur."

"Chloe Sullivan, of the Smallville Torch," she replies, shaking the woman's hand. "Where are you from, Sera?"

"I was born on Chandrilla, but I live on Coruscant now." Sera says, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

Chloe shakes her head. "Okay, that doesn't mean anything to me."

"Well the Smallville Torch means nothing to me." Sera tilts her head. "I'm from...another galaxy. You're the second person I've met who obviously isn't from my galaxy."

"Another galaxy?" Her eyes widen. So far she's only met someone from another planet. Then a serious frown appears on her face. "You look human, though."

"I...am human." She nods. "We have humans. We're just...called different things, depending on the planet. Like I'm Chandrillian. And if I was from Coruscant, I'd be Coruscanti. But we have aliens too. Like Bothans, Quarrens, Mon Calamari..."

Sera shrugs. "It's a pretty big galaxy."

"Just how big?"

"Uh...not sure. There's so many planets, I can't name them all." Sera raises her eyebrows. "Uh, the Hapes Consortium has 63 planets in it alone. And that's not even half of what's in the galaxy."

"And they're all connected?" She looks at Sera skeptically. "With what, some intergalactic freeway?"

"Hyperspace." Sera corrects. "It's hard to explain. People usually go to school and take Hyperdrive and Hyperspace Mechanics every year starting at twelve. Just so they know how to fly through it."

Sera didn't take either class. She studied psychology.

She laughs. "People take classes on something liek hyperspace? Sounds worse than tenth grade chemistry."

"Some people like it. I didn't. So I never took it. I didn't plan on flying often. I moved off my home planet when I was eighteen, and came to Coruscant, and I've worked in a stable office ever since." Sera smiles at Chloe.

Chloe stares at the smile. It's still strange to look at someone who looks like you. "What do you do?"

Sera's still weirded out too, but she's making the best of it.

"I'm a case worker. I uh, do adoption cases." She smiles softly. "I love it."

Boring. Her lookalike from another galaxy is boring.

"That's good."

It's good Sera can't read minds.

"Yeah. It's nice to help." She says, thinking of Derek suddenly, and how she'd like to stab him. "What do you do?"

"I run the Smallville Torch." She laughs. "And high school student by day."

"Oh, neat. Is that like...a news holo?" She's trying to find the words to describe holo. "Or is it like...a paper?"

They don't use much paper in Star Wars though..it's all datapads...but let's pretend they have newspapers! Dammit!

"It's a paper," Chloe responds. "Nothing on par with the Planet or anything, but it's mine."

"Well that's great!" Sera nods. "I only watch the news, but Derek likes to read it."

Ugh. Derek. "But what Derek does doesn't matter."

"Derek?"

"The man I'm going to kill." She said, drinking her orange juice calmly. "For cheating on me with his secretary. Who I could've babysat for when I was ten. She would've been four."

She's not bitter. Nope. "But the worst part is," she rambles on to Chloe, who probably could care less, "Is he's my boss. So I have to work with the bastard, if I want to help children."

Chloe holds out her hands in defense. "Okay, now I'm all for the modern woman angle, but don't you think murder's a bit extreme?"

She grins at her. "Can't you transfer to a different section?"

"I could. But I'd probably end up on Corellia. Or Tanaab. And I want to stay on Coruscant. It's the center of the galaxy." Her eyes light up. "It's huge, one big city. Most people can't stand it. Airspeeders all night. I love it."

Chloe's eyes light up too. She'll always be a city girl at heart. "One big city? On one planet? Now that's something I want to see someday."

"Oh it's wonderful. Especially flying in, the view of the planet." She shakes her head. "It's so incredible. I lived most of my life in a small town. So Coruscant, ah, I just can't explain it."

She laughs, kind of embarrased.

She nods. "It's the opposite for me. Lived in Metropolis until Dad moved us out to the meteor capital of the world back when I was fourteen."

"Ah, so you must miss the city." She has no idea what Metropolis is. Or meteor capital of the world. But she gets the gist.

"My mom wants me to move back, and get married to some farmboy." She gets decidedly pink. "But I wanna a fighter pilot. My apartment overlooks Rogue Squadron's hangar."

"Definately miss Metropolis. Although Smallvile isn't as boring as you'd think, with a name like that."

Sera laughs. "Yeah, you do get the vision of...farms when you think of that."

"My best friend lives on a farm," Chloe replies, eyes sparkling. "It was the first one I had ever been on."

Sera smiles. "My first boyfriend lived on a farm."

"So, what are farms like in your universe?"

"Depends on what planet you're on." She says. "Some farm water, like on Tatooine. Some raise nerf...and other animals. Some harvest tubers and stuff. It just depends."

She laughs. "How do you farm water?"

"They...use some sort of vaporator system...and catch it in the air. It doesn't work very well, I think." She shrugs. "Tatooine's a desert planet. They need the water...and so when they can get a lot of it, the farmers are very rich."

Tatooine. Chloe's not a Star Wars nerd or anything ~~unlike her mun~~, but she's up with her pop culture. And that name definately rings a bell.

She stares at Sera again. Fictional universes now. Wow, this place is strange.

"What?" Sera tilts her head. "Something I said?"

"No, nothing at all."

Just that you're fictional.

"Uh...okay." Sera gives her a funny look again, and doesn't pay attention when she sets her orange juice down, and it spills.

On her shirt.

"Argh! Kriff." she stands up and picks up the cup, luckily not broken. "I better...uh, go change. Sorry."

Chloe laughs, good naturedly. "Nice to meet you, Sera."

"It's nice to meet you too, Chloe. And a little weird." She grins and waves and head for the stairs.