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Time Travel Buddy Adventure!

Who: Kobra and Kenzi
What: Badass exploring that will very likely come with its own theme music as provided by the parties involved. (It's a lot like this)
Where: The Diner
When: Late afternoon on Day 1 after this conversation about lobsters and time travel and plans to become superheroes.

Kobra was glad that if he had to be separated from his friends, there were at least some cool people around. Well, Lydia was kind of a stick-in-the-mud, but she was smart, so he could forgive her. Anyway, she seemed like she'd be a good roommate or at least entertaining. Daneel was cool, though. He was totally high-strung, but maybe that was normal for a robot.

He could already tell that he and Kenzi were going to get along, because she came with a freakin' crossbow! And she slung it around in a totally badass manner! Damn, he missed his laser gun, but at least he had this steak knife for now.

"I think that's a diner over there." He grinned. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Because he was thinking about pies. Glorious pies, Kenzi!

He started walking before she even answered, because that was obviously the best place to explore, right? Right!

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She actually was thinking about pies and the fact that these two work on a similar brain wavelength should really concern the general public.

Kurt was adorbs, but maybe a little fragile? Her new hero, Phil, was kinda busy with the arms dude... Barton or whatever his name was. Everyone else she'd met was either too normal or a shut in. Kobra was fearless and she freakin' liked him a hell of a lot already.

Kenzi followed behind him, smiling the entire time. What could be better than exploring a diner? Once they'd established a safe perimeter or whatever, they could EAT. Seriously. It was the perfect plan. "Hope you aren't a sore loser." And with that, Kenzi raced past him to get to the diner first. She'd only lost a little bit of her resolve when she got to the front door, but she pushed the doors open anyway after loading a bolt into the crossbow.

"Time to be a badass. Let's do this!"

"Shit, yeah!" He followed her in just as quickly. Most people might be concerned by the image of a dirty guy dressed like a cartoon character running with a knife, but Kobra tended to be pretty unaware of what he looked like to the average person. To others in the Zones, Kobra had been pretty normal, if not a little quiet and weird sometimes.

Once inside, he went straight for the pie display. "Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" He completely ignored the few half-eaten plates on some tables, because that stuff probably wasn't good anymore, but pie could keep, right? Anyway, Kenzi had said she wanted something sweet.

He walked around the counter to find some clean plates. "Dude, this whole abandoned thing is weird. Like, they didn't even finish their dinners." He puts two plates on the counter and goes to open the pie display. "What'll it be, Miss Kenzi?"

"Oh. My. God."

Yes, the food on the tables was unsettling, but that is PIE! Glorious, beautiful pie. Kenzi set the crossbow down on the counter, making sure it was pointing away from either of them but leaving it loaded just in case. She took a seat at the counter, eyes practically glazed over.

"Apple! No, peach! Apple if there isn't any peach. NO! Oh my god... I will split this entire chocolate cream pie with you. Half and half. Right down the middle. I can literally eat half of this pie right now."

It was just so beautiful. With her elbows on the table, she rested her chin in her hands and stared longingly at the pie display.

"How could anyone just abandon pastry like this? It's cruel."

"It's okay." He laughed. "We'll save the pies from a lonely existence of not being eaten!"

He pulled the chocolate cream pie out and grabbed two forks. They wouldn't be needing plates on this one.

Grabbing a stool with his foot, he plopped the pie down between them on the counter and handed her a fork. "Your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to liberate this pie from its tin. Can you do that? The sanctity of desserts everywhere is depending on your stomach." He grins.

Plates are for chumps! This was how pie-sharing should be done. Kenzi smiled at him, accepting the fork gratefully and offered a high-five in return.

"Yes! My stomach is totally up for the challenge. Permission to devour the hell out of this delicious gift from the bakery gods granted!." She dug her fork into the pie and popped it into her mouth. Instantly, everything in the world was okay again. Except for the fact that she didn't know where her friends were and she'd probably been kidnapped. Actually, it's not until after she's swallowed the first bite that she realizes the food could have been poisoned.

"... First person to complain of stomach pains gets the honour of having the other shove their fingers down their throat. Deal?" Her smile was more mischievous than concerned, but there was still the possibility. Last time she'd eaten food without thinking, she'd almost died.

"So! What were you doing before you woke up by that fountain?"

He followed her lead and dug right in. He wasn't really too concerned about poison, but he nodded at her question, anyway.

Her question, of course struck a nerve. What had he been doing before he woke up? Rescuing a little girl... Watching his brother die. He didn't want to think about any of that. He just had to hope that Ghoul and Jet got her out and that Poison was alive again somewhere.

He cleared his throat. "Getting shot at by security dicks. They stole something from us and we were trying to take it back." Her. They'd been trying to get her back, because she was theirs.

"Did they have lasers, too?" He'd said everybody had them. In the future. Where he's from. It hadn't taken her very long to get used to and accept that fact. Kenzi was used to weird and unbelievable. It was just part of her life. But she was starting to get the feeling that Kobra, as open as he was being about his weird stuff, probably didn't want to talk about a lot of it. She sure as hell could sympathize with that.

"Okay, okay, I'll stop asking questions. I'm just naturally curious and gifted with a superhuman ability to be ultra annoying."

He nodded at her question. Lasers had been firing everywhere in that room.

He smiled, then. "You're not annoying. My life's just not that cool. What were you doing before you woke up?" He was especially interested in the crossbow-related aspect of her life, because that was clearly fucking awesome. He wanted to know about her adventures, because they sounded a little better than a car in a desert and eating Power Pup just from what little she'd said already.

"Not coo-- are you INSANE? It's uber cool. Trust me."

She took another bite of pie, swallowing as she decided how to answer that. "Hunting." Accurate. Sort of... They'd been hunting for the Garuda to kill him and save everyone ever. Just because there weren't any woods involved and they didn't plan on frying him up after didn't mean it didn't count.

"And... I might have shot a guy in the back of the head with that crossbow, but please don't tell anyone because I'm still kind of trying to process that? And it was totes cool because I was saving my bff's almost-girlfriend, but still... kinda shook me up. Just a bit. Definitely don't tell anyone that part."

Because admitting she'd been scared? That doesn't happen often. Or ever. But this guy is a stranger that she actually feels really comfortable with and dealing with that on top of all this other shit was kind of putting a bit of a strain on her.

"Better technology doesn't necessarily make it cooler. I live in a car with three other sweaty guys and we never shower." And those weren't even the bad parts.

He looked at her more seriously, then. "I won't tell anyone. There's no shame in protecting your friends, though. I've killed a lot of people to keep mine safe. It was scary at first, but friends--family--that's what has to come first. If you were protecting your friend, you were doing the right thing."

He took another big bite of pie. "What's hunting like? I've never hunted, unless being the prey counts."

"Hot. Totally fantasy-worthy right there. Funky smelling dudes in tight quarters, oh baby." She laughed, trying to keep things light. "I live in a condemned house-shack with another lady and whoever she happens to bring home that night. Lets call it a tie."

Yeah, he got it. She nodded, staring into the pie like it held some cosmic answer. It wasn't the first time she'd seen someone die. Actually taking a life is a lot different than just standing by while someone else does it.And she'd do it again. In a heart beat. She wasn't scared anymore.

"Being prey totes doesn't count. You should probably try not to get hunted, dude. It's not healthy." Neither is eating an entire pie, but that wasn't stopping these two."Uh... it's intense. Kinda scary. Scary as hell, actually. Also uber dangerous. We had a pretty sweet hunting party, though. They're probs fine without me."

"Hey, any time you want a piece of this." He grinned. "We lived in a gas station for a while. It wasn't so bad, especially when there were sandstorms."

He got it more than he'd really admit. They'd had friends turn on them in the Zones. They'd shot and killed people who they'd thought they could depend on, who they would have taken a shot for just months earlier. They Killjoys were wanted enough that plenty of good people would be tempted by the payment and that was a scary reality that he didn't like dealing with all that much. It was nice to be somewhere where he could have a break for a minute and not worry about posters of his face everywhere. He felt a little guilty, though, because he still wasn't sure where the others were.

"'M sure they miss you, Kenzi." He rested his fork for a minute. "It'll be okay."

"I'll keep that in mind, KK." Damn. If she hadn't literally JUST gone through a traumatic breakup full of secrecy, lies, feelings, and a few pints of ice cream? She'd probs be all over that. He's a sweet guy. Funny, cool, and totally not afraid to be a dork like her.

It was actually better this way, though. Being friends was sometimes a way deeper connection than just randomly banging someone. And who knew how long they'd be here for!

"Same for you. I mean, spending that much time with three other dudes being that close? I know you said one's your brother, but they all have to be family by now, right? I promise you right the hell now that I'm gonna get you back to them if I have to build a time machine myself out of cardboard and imagination." She leaned over the counter and held out her hand, pinky up. This was serious business. Epic pinky swear.

He looped his pinky with hers and gave her a little smile. "I'll help you, too."

"The Killjoys are all like my brothers. We kind of have a kid with us now, too; or we did for a while, at least." His face twisted a little. "Poison's always been my brother, though, you know? He kinda raised me towards the end, too. We moved out when I was still in school and I lived with him."

He shook his head and smiled a little. "Part of me would rather bring them here, though. Is that weird?" Sometimes, he felt so tired of running. If they could find someplace Korse couldn't get to, they could all just take a break. They deserved that, right? Years of running, of having his face on posters took a toll on him and he was damn tired. He wanted a break more than anything, except for maybe giving that break to the others.

"It's not weird. Seriously, it's not. If things are as shitty as you're making them sound back where you come from? Then yeah, maybe they'd be way better off here. I mean... it's not that bad! Minus the sense of impending doom..." She shrugged. "What's Korse? Is it a dude? Is he after you?"

Now that sounded familiar. Kenzi went from pinking swearing to hand holding in a second.

"Because there's kinda this dude that me and my friends had to defeat or whatever, and if it wasn't imperative that this guy gets totally destroyed? I'd wish my friends were here, too. But as of right now, I'm just kind of hoping they can kick his ass without me."

More information she should probably be keeping to herself, but she can sympathize. Similar situations? Why not share. Let him know he's not alone. She's there for him.

"A bunch of people are all from the same place. Maybe your crew will show up sooner or later?"

"He's the guy who gets sent after us. It's almost personal with him, though. He has a creepy fixation on my brother." Really creepy. It was like he lived to watch the life drain out of Poison's eyes.

"We're, uh... we're probably never going to win. I think we all know that. It's not about that. It's about inspiring people in the City and hurting the company. If we can do enough, maybe they'll lose their hold on everyone." He shoved a huge forkful of pie into his mouth.

He knew that he sounded crazy. He remembered when he would have thought it was crazy himself. The Helium Wars surprised everyone.

"Dude. what? Oh hell no. Okay. First of all? If this douche shows up here, I'm taking him out. Like full-on murdering his face and pushing the body out to sea. Secondly? You're pretty much already winning at life from the sound of it. You guys are like... futuristic, punk rock robin hood times four! Saving the masses from the tyranny of the Sheriff of evil-corporation-face."

It didn't sound crazy. It sounded AWESOME! And totally heroic. Kenzi just beams at him before going back to quietly eating. Maybe she was just used to crazy. Nothing she could say would sound any saner.

"Hey. You get trapped in a haunted house for some idiot reason, would you rather battle ghosts, zombies, or a skeleton army?" Did someone order a lightened mood?

Kobra laughed. "Wow, when you say it like that, you make it sound way cooler than wanted terrorist."

He took a big bite of pie. He couldn't remember the last time he'd eaten something that wasn't from a can or a wrapper. This was amazing.

"Skeleton army. Zombies can make you a zombie and it's hard to shoot ghosts." He grinned.

"I tend to have that effect on stuff when I open my mouth." She smirked, eyes taking on an almost mischievous glow.

Even if the pie wasn't poisoned, they were probably going to make themselves sick by eating this much of it. Oh well. It would be totally worth it in the end! Chocolatey goodness. "I'm gonna marry this pie... is what I'm gonna do."

And then bam. Best answer. "YES! Highfive!" Do NOT leave her hangin', Kobra. Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner. "Okay, so it's settled. We basically have to be best friends now or the world is going to implode. What are we doing after we stuff ourselves so much we can't even move? There's no video games... no phones, no... anything." She suddenly looks horrified. "I'm going to die of boredom!"

What kind of best friend leaves a girl hanging? He smacks her hand with his loud enough to get a good clap out of it. "It's true. Though I'm kinda concerned. Do you think the world can handle how awesome we are? Or will the combined awesomeness of the two of us cause mass explosions?"

Amusing himself without fancy toys wasn't hard, though. "Oh, man, have you seen any instruments? We could start a band if we can find instruments. That would be fun. Or we can find board games. Maybe someone had some of the really nerdy ones." He grinned.

"Nah, man, don't worry about it. I'm sure it will only cause explosions on movie sets and in non-populated areas. But when it DOES cause them, we have to walk in slow motion and not look back. Wearing sunglasses. It's a rule."

More like a universal law, actually.

The talk of instruments and starting a band caused her a momentarily pang of heartache-related sadness, but she quickly recovers and just smiles. "Haven't seen any yet. When I do, you'll be the first to know. What do you play? Instruments, not board games. I can play drums and Candyland. I'll show you who knows their colours, Hasbro."

He laughed. He was totally a color champ. She hasn't seen anything yet!

"Bass, mostly, and guitar a little." He takes a big bite of pie, talking with his mouth full. "And Trouble. I like the poppy thing." He does the motion with his hand over the pie. It's nice to have a game that you can play with just the board and some buttons. They really thought ahead about not losing the die. End of the world ready!

"Alright, KK, I think you know what we have to do." She slams her fork down on the counter and somehow manages to get up and stand on the stool without falling and breaking something. With her fist raised to the air, almost touching the ceiling, she yells, "We're gonna raid every empty house for instruments and board games! And if we don't find any, we're gonna knock on doors and ask politely! And if that still doesn't work, we're just gonna take 'em!"

Nicely take them. With manners and the intention of giving them back eventually. They still had to live with these people for an undetermined amount of time. Best not to go making enemies.

Though, if they DID make some enemies, Kenzi was completely confident in their abilities as a duo of badassery. Also, she had a crossbow. Who the hell would mess with a chick with a crossbow?! Seriously, the only thing that could take these two out was a strong gust of wind.

"Yes!" They were going to be the greatest nerdy band of all time. Poison would be proud of the shear volume that they were going to achieve. Also it might kind of sound like music if they squint.

He was pretty sure that any music they were going to make was going to get them some enemies, but they were superheroes now. They could handle a few enemies. In fact they kind of needed one, right? Sharon might do. Yes, she would make a spectacular nemesis.

It doesn't have to sound like music as long as it's loud! Which it most definitely will be. Even if they don't manage to find any amps or speakers. Hell, she'd make a drum kit out of pots and pans if she had to.

Sharon indeed. Sharon is the perfect nemesis. She's already made the list!

Kenzi jumps down from the stool, grinning, and circles around the counter to check for anything else that might be useful.

"We're gonna need a secret handshake."

He pops up, too, and faces her. "Well, yeah, if we're gonna have a band and be superheroes!"

He sticks out his hand and starts to improvise some weird moves. Everyone better look out for them! Kobra and Kenzi are going to take over the fucking world... or at least a small chunk of the town.

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