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First Post: Henry McCoy, the Beast

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Hank bounds into the room feet first with the grace and precision only a nearly 600 lbs. cat-like mutant can manage, landing in a crouch with one claw on the ground. He quickly rises to his feet. His eyes widen in surprise as he watches the room, seemingly trying to see it all, and everyone, at the same time.

With an absentmindedly look, his fingers press over a large device in his hands then places it in a pouch on his belt.

Drawing aside from the door to a nearby table he looks around the room, eagerly taking in everything. His eyes glow in interest as he sees the bar and how people react to it. He then catches sight of the observation window. His eyes widen and a smile comes to his face. It is the smile of a child who has fouind a new toy.

"Oh my stars and garters! Breathtaking!"

He stretches like a cat, an almost seven foot tall, and almost 700 pound blue-cat- the shape of a man,a dn then casts his gaze around, his mind racing in amazement.

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"If it desires one, yes"

Hank pickes up the ice-cold rootbear and sips it and ahhs slightly.

"I am from Earth. Ahh, and considering this place seems to be between universes, I am from Earth 616, of that means anything. and specifically from a place called Salem Center, Westchester, New York, In the United States, in the year 2005"

"There's a lot of people from different sorts of Earths here, though I don't know if they've figured out a numbering system for them yet." Svava grins.

"Though, I do know of it- and of New York. At least the city of it? With the buildings the size of mountains, and the park in the middle of it? I do also think Vegas and Nevada are in the United States- and all the times I've been there have been relatively close to two-thousand, give or take a decade or so."

"In the advantures of the group I belong to, the X-Men, we encountered a gentleman and lady named Merlin and Roma who had devised a statistical quantum election system of numbering and telling the worlds apart. I will have to look up the files when I return to Xavier's to see what we actually have of the numbering system.

Hank nods, holding himself back from launching into a lecture on probability and the worlds therin.

"Ah yes, and Vegas is in the United States as well. Ahh, then you have undoubtedly encountered all kinds of insanity."

"I'm not quite sure about insanity, but we did go there for a party before one of my friends got married." Svava blushes faintly, shaking her head. "As a city though, it was pretty- the sizes of the buildings and the lights, and the created ponds and fountains. Just so many people- both there and in New York. Florence as well, but it was... quieter there."

There's a slow nod, listening. "Is there a way you use to define the worlds? Different histories, different degrees of power and energy?"

"Every world has such places."

"And yes, there are ways to tell the worlds apart. Majorly, it is done through a combination of the digital quantum signature of the molecular structure of the matter both living and unliving of that Earth and universe. All universes occupy the same space and time but do so by vibrating at a different quotient than others. Shifting that quotient can bring you from one universal threshhold to another."

"But other than that- they're exactly the same? Histories and magics and powers?" Svava bites her lip, thinking.

"The vibrating... is that like... how things aren't really solid, but they're a swarm of... of things all dense together, humming like a swarm of bees? Someone here showed me how to look at things like that, though I'm not sure if I remember how to anymore."

"Oh no, I'm sorry, I thought you just meant ways to ... er, tell the diference, without knowing all that. "

Hank blushes.

"All worlds have slightly different history and rules. Sometimes you can find entire worlds that seem entirely the same. The diffetrences can bve very small. Also, on some worls, magic works and on others it doesnt. Ot science works on some worlds and not on others. And on still others both work, or neither does... those can be truly dangerous and chaotic worlds."

Hank smiles.

"Yes it is the small things all dense together that humm or vibrate that is a good way to look at it. Just as every swarm of insects is different, so too is the humm of every universe."

"Well, I don't quite have ways to figure out those vibrations or humms, so I'm just thinking of ways I can use that are a bit easier to see." Svava chuckles. "I've been to a few worlds, a couple of them where magic's worked differently."

She tilts her head, looking at Hank curiously. "But- how could science work or not work? Granted, that's all something I need to learn, but isn't it just... like math, or crafts? Knowing laws and rules and how things are built? Electricity for computers and programing, that's logic and how things are made."

"IMagine a ball of many different colored strands of yarn whose threads touch occassionally if folded the right way. That is the multiverse. Each thread is a universe, which look the same except for size and color..."

Hank ponders for a moment.

"SOme rules work in some worlds... Some worlds are so altered in some way that the same rules dont work there... it can be evry confusing even for me."

He isnt being prideful here, just honest.

".... I wouldn't think the rules of such things would change." A quiet sigh and Svava shakes her head. "Does the math change, then? The rules for numbers? It would seem much the same, then."

"Sometimes... but sicne math was written for the express purpose to define reality, it rarely changes."

*Smiles at her*

"... Those still do sound like puzzling worlds, Hank." Svava shakes her head, bemused. "What is yours like, then? Science, magic, both, neither? Number six hundred something, you said."

"Number 616. It has both, though science mostly rules it. But I soemtimes think that is because few know or believe in Magic on my world. My wqorld is a Earth inhabited by a great many super-beings. It soemtimes seems they outnumber those who are not super."

"Superbeings? Like Heros?" The capitalization can be heard in her voice.

"Heros, sons and children of the gods, usually?"

"Heros, villians, Gods, aliens, robots, interdimentsional and time-traveling masochists and mercenaries and other such. Most heros on my world arent related to the Gods, though I have m,et and hung out with a couple of Gods. Good sorts, they were."

Svava just.... stares at Hank for quite a few long moments.

"It sounds a lot like Milliways here. Um, which gods?"

"Thor, Heracles, Isis, Seth, Cronus, Sif, Balder, Ydunn, and a few others. It gets hard to remember all the various names one meets. Our world is very like Milliways... just more spread out."

"... Sif, Balder, and Ydunn- Idun? Those of Asgard, the Aesir were there?" Svava bites her lip, then sighs, looking down at her glass of lemonade.

"Different worlds, maybe. Like Loki and Yamino who are here... Specially the year."

"Thor, Sif, Balder and Ydunn are all from Asgard. I have known them for a few years."

He sighs and smiles.

"Undoubtedly from different worlds..."

A faint, sad smile as Svava keeps watching her drink. "Undoubtedly. Midgard of my Nine Worlds wasn't like your Earth, and... Well. All the Nine Worlds, including Asgard, is gone now."

Her shoulders twitch in a shrug, and Svava raises her glass to take a sip of lemonade. "So... its unlikely they're the ones I would know from my world."

"Mayhap not, yet, this is Milliways, adn who knows what magic shall happen? Cheer yourself fair maid and know this, You have a friend in Hank McCoy, and never more need you be alone."

Hank's eyes shine in sincerity and warmth and there is a he faintest sound like a cat's purr.

A quiet chuckle, and Svava looks back up to him. "Oh, I do know I'm not alone. I've made more friends here- near enough to family that I've ever known, then I've had before. I'm happy."

"And you have another friend in me. I must go to do some research but I would enjoy speaking with you again, if I may?"

(OOC: min if I friend you? we can arrange a time to talk in here easier that way.)

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(ooc: off to dinner and family time. Might be back tonight. If not, slowtime and continue more as we can, okay? Am enjoying this convo!)

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