Perhaps surprisingly, Apocalypse Girl is one of the first people to find her feet in New York City. Despite prickling skin and the way she goes quiet, sticks to the edges of people's attention, she actually knows how to work an elevator. (Lance.) An escalator. (Cassandra.) How to order at a food stall. (Glimmer.) She even scrapes together some semblance of semi-modern fashion fairly quickly, with jeans and chucks and flannel, a denim jacket thrown over the top. She fastens her Riftwatch and rocket pins to the lapel.
If it weren't for the scars, she'd actually look like she belongs here.
What she still hasn't figured out is how to sleep on the luxurious mattress of the Avengers Tower. So she gets up in the middle of the night to wander down into the kitchen, possibly send the AI into a frenzy, accidentally hit the button for coffee and be so annoyed at the thought of just pouring it out that she curls up near one of the giant picture windows with a mug just to look out at the skyline.
And maybe someone finds her there, with an undrunk mug of black coffee by her feet, looking out at a still-living world so very close to the one she should've known.
"Couldn't sleep?" she asks without turning around.
↠ Titanosaur
The first place Ellie goes, once they get settled, is the museum. The American Museum of Natural History. She's got eyes on the space exhibit, but from the second they enter she can see the bones of something huge, a head peeking out from one of the exhibits. Eyes lighting up, Ellie speed-walks through the museum at a pace that has people getting out of her way to circle the giant bones.
"Holy shit," she mutters almost to herself. "I've never seen one this big before. Look, he doesn't even have a name yet." She points out the plaque. "I guess they just found this one not all that long ago in... some farm in Argentina?"
↠ Music
Second on the list is a real life music store. It was one of the few things they didn't really have back in New Amsterdam. Actual instruments were barely played, basically relics. But this? This is something she's dreamed about for years.
There's a huge smile on Ellie's face as she turns in a slow circle, looking at what seems like hundreds of guitars on the walls before her eyes fall on an amp.
"No fucking way," she mutters, and heads over to the amp to fiddle with it, plug the guitar in, then reverently strum one chord. The notes ring out (low volume, 'cause of the shop) but it still has her looking like Christmas morning.
"No fucking way."
Another chord, then- and it falls off-key, strange. Strain enters Ellie's smile, and she takes the strap off her shoulders.
Earth-199999 (MCU) | OTA
Perhaps surprisingly, Apocalypse Girl is one of the first people to find her feet in New York City. Despite prickling skin and the way she goes quiet, sticks to the edges of people's attention, she actually knows how to work an elevator. (Lance.) An escalator. (Cassandra.) How to order at a food stall. (Glimmer.) She even scrapes together some semblance of semi-modern fashion fairly quickly, with jeans and chucks and flannel, a denim jacket thrown over the top. She fastens her Riftwatch and rocket pins to the lapel.
If it weren't for the scars, she'd actually look like she belongs here.
What she still hasn't figured out is how to sleep on the luxurious mattress of the Avengers Tower. So she gets up in the middle of the night to wander down into the kitchen, possibly send the AI into a frenzy, accidentally hit the button for coffee and be so annoyed at the thought of just pouring it out that she curls up near one of the giant picture windows with a mug just to look out at the skyline.
And maybe someone finds her there, with an undrunk mug of black coffee by her feet, looking out at a still-living world so very close to the one she should've known.
"Couldn't sleep?" she asks without turning around.
↠ Titanosaur
The first place Ellie goes, once they get settled, is the museum. The American Museum of Natural History. She's got eyes on the space exhibit, but from the second they enter she can see the bones of something huge, a head peeking out from one of the exhibits. Eyes lighting up, Ellie speed-walks through the museum at a pace that has people getting out of her way to circle the giant bones.
"Holy shit," she mutters almost to herself. "I've never seen one this big before. Look, he doesn't even have a name yet." She points out the plaque. "I guess they just found this one not all that long ago in... some farm in Argentina?"
↠ Music
Second on the list is a real life music store. It was one of the few things they didn't really have back in New Amsterdam. Actual instruments were barely played, basically relics. But this? This is something she's dreamed about for years.
There's a huge smile on Ellie's face as she turns in a slow circle, looking at what seems like hundreds of guitars on the walls before her eyes fall on an amp.
"No fucking way," she mutters, and heads over to the amp to fiddle with it, plug the guitar in, then reverently strum one chord. The notes ring out (low volume, 'cause of the shop) but it still has her looking like Christmas morning.
"No fucking way."
Another chord, then- and it falls off-key, strange. Strain enters Ellie's smile, and she takes the strap off her shoulders.
"Wanna try?"
↠ Wildcard