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Not Quite Back To The Future 
16th-Nov-2010 04:36 pm
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There's a very confused-looking little girl wandering through the Nexus today. She's never seen anyplace like this before, and she's been to some weird places. She walks around, looking at everything and examining a lot of faces before she comes across the sign. She reads it, then looks around again before speaking.

"Has anyone seen my daddy? He's tall with white hair and brown eyes." She waves her hands over her head, as if indicating his hair is rather mussy. "Please?" Aw, look at that pleading look. Don't you want to help her? She seems just like an ordinary girl looking for her father, after all.

Except, you know, this is the Nexus. . . .
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16th-Nov-2010 09:40 pm (UTC)
Hello, young lady. I think your father might be over there. *points at clockwork_doc*
16th-Nov-2010 09:41 pm (UTC)
Blink blink. But she can't just ignore it; the little girl is lost. So Usagi heads right over to the new arrival, and the sign, and flashes a sympathetic smile.

"Are you alright? I can help you look for him."
16th-Nov-2010 09:47 pm (UTC)
The little girl looks up at Usagi and smiles back. "Just lost," she says. "And sorta confused. I don't think I'm supposed to be here." She frowns around at the general weirdness of the Nexus. "The temporal field feels all funny."
16th-Nov-2010 09:49 pm (UTC)
Right. Usagi looks down at the little girl with a blank expression. "Tempura? I don't know if there's a restaurant near here..."
16th-Nov-2010 09:50 pm (UTC)
And the girl echoes that blank expression back up at her. "Restaurant? I'm talking about the space-time continuum. Feels like all sorts of times are colliding." She pauses, thinking. "Is this where all the time travelers meet?"
16th-Nov-2010 09:52 pm (UTC)
Oh! Well that makes more sense. Oddly. The light of recognition dawns, and Usagi smiles again. "It's sort of like that," she agrees, "But it's not just times. Different worlds, too. Different dimensions."

There is no way a girl who mistook temporal for tempura could be able to say that without a fair bit of nexus experience.
16th-Nov-2010 09:43 pm (UTC)
Clark can think of a couple of guys who might match that description, but none that he knows of who have kids. Still, he can't resist helping someone in need, and he loves kids, so he approaches and kneels down so she can look him in the eye. "Maybe I can help. Do you know your daddy's name?"
16th-Nov-2010 09:49 pm (UTC)
Fortunately this little girl was never taught never to talk to strangers. Not that anyone could have taught her before now. . . . "Dr. Emmett Brown," she tells him. "But Marty always calls him Doc."
16th-Nov-2010 09:51 pm (UTC)
Clark's eyebrows go up. The Doc he knows never said anything about having kids, and neither did his Marty. And the one in the movies didn't either. "I know a Doc, but I don't know if he's your daddy. Does he have metal parts and steam coming from his elbows?"
16th-Nov-2010 09:57 pm (UTC)
The little girl blinks a few times, then thinks. "Maybe," she says, looking embarrassed. "It's been -- weird. He did the last time I saw him, though," she adds, perking up again.

Yeah, this is gonna be interesting.
16th-Nov-2010 10:00 pm (UTC)
Clark wonders what she means by weird. But now that he's fairly certain it's her Doc, he's willing and able to help her look. "I might be able to help you find him." He holds out a hand in invitation. "I'm Clark Kent. What's your name?"
16th-Nov-2010 10:03 pm (UTC)
Oh, this is weird on a large scale. As Clark is shortly going to find out. The little girl happily takes the offered hand. "Hi! I'm DeLorean!"
16th-Nov-2010 11:08 pm (UTC)
"White hair and brown eyes, huh. His name wouldn't happen to be Doc Brown, would it?" Davey doesn't recall Doc mentioning a daughter, but it's amazing the sort of things people don't mention to random strangers they meet in the Nexus. Especially when they're members of a group for whom paranoia tends to be a survival trait.
17th-Nov-2010 12:16 am (UTC)
This is a far more complicated situation than it first appears, though. The little girl perks up immediately. "Yeah, that's him! He's the smartest man in the whole world!"
17th-Nov-2010 02:39 am (UTC)
Farley glances up from the Convenient Couch, frowning slightly around the stick of pocky in his mouth. This is the Nexus, Never-Normal Land, but aside from a weird sense of déjà vu, this girl seems almost normal. (Translation: Be careful and keep an eye on your PINpoint.)

"...That depends", he says slowly. "You wouldn't happen to know his name, would you?"
17th-Nov-2010 02:46 am (UTC)
"Dr. Emmett Brown," the girl provides dutifully. "But Marty always called him Doc."
17th-Nov-2010 03:03 am (UTC)
To Farley's credit, he doesn't stare - openly, at any rate. Instead, he munches down the stick of pocky, then turns on his PINpoint email.

Doc;

Know you have more than enough weird shit to deal with, so will make this quick.

There's a little girl who says she knows you - probably one of the infinite-plus-one other versions of you running around the multiverses.

Thought you should know,
Farley


He sits up, moving the box of pocky and the book he'd been reading.

"Would you like to sit, or would you rather stand, miss...?" He gestures slightly, expecting a name.
17th-Nov-2010 03:11 am (UTC)
It'll take Doc a bit to get said e-mail, as he's currently being grouchy about the DeLorean that came in place of his DeLorean during his first failed time travel test suddenly vanishing into thin air.

"DeLorean," the girl says, hopping up onto the seat. "DeLorean 1981. Thanks, Mister. . . ?"
17th-Nov-2010 03:23 am (UTC)
Farley just stares at her. Never-Normal Land has struck again.

"Claymore. Farley Claymore. Um..." He sits back on the couch. "You wouldn't happen to have a shorter name, would you?"
17th-Nov-2010 03:25 am (UTC)
DeLorean frowns a bit. "Uh -- I dunno. Dee?" she shrugs. "Daddy sometimes called me Time Machine, but that's not any shorter."
17th-Nov-2010 03:25 am (UTC)
Ordinarily, Illyria doesn't care to have much to do with children, but this one is... interesting in some way she can't quite define. It's almost as though some part of her mind keeps telling her that this shouldn't be a little girl. Those sorts of anomalies are always of interest.

"Where did you last see him?"

To a being who can perceive the space-time continuum, Illyria is pretty freaky-looking, herself. The human woman seems to conceal something that exists in several universes, several times and places, and in several forms, all at once. It's almost like she's a nexus all on her own, within the nexus. Everybody else just sees a woman in her late twenties or early thirties.
17th-Nov-2010 03:31 am (UTC)
The girl is sensitive to that sort of thing, and she's not quite sure what to make of this woman of all sorts of timelines and such. She stays a little distance away, just to be on the safe side. "In this big parking lot," she says. "With some other people. They seemed upset for some reason."
17th-Nov-2010 03:57 am (UTC)
"Do you know who the other people were?" Illyria glances around, wondering if the parking lot is connected to the Nexus, or visible through a portal. "Or where the parking lot was?"

She doesn't attempt to approach too closely, but does seem to be studying the girl with a fair degree of intensity.
17th-Nov-2010 04:00 am (UTC)
"I recognized one as one of Daddy's friends, but the other two I didn't know," Dee says, studying Illyria too. How can a person be such a mess of temporal inequalities? "I have no idea about the parking lot -- don't think it was in Hill Valley, though." Said parking lot isn't directly connected to the Nexus -- Dee got here thanks to a door in a nearby building that happened to access the multiverse at just the right moment. She's wandered rather far afield from it at the moment.
17th-Nov-2010 04:19 am (UTC)
"Well, I suspect this isn't in Hill Valley, either. This is a nexus... a place between places." Although she can see some of the oddities about Dee, she still phrases it the way she would for an ordinary child, not realizing that said child can probably see the nature of the Nexus even more clearly than she can. "Usually there are ways back to the place you came from, though."

And if not, there are a number of devices that can be used to find the way back. Assuming that her father doesn't come here himself.

"Has your daddy ever talked about the Nexus?"
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