fluxscape | Welcome to Haven:

What: It's moving day for everyone.
Where: Haven MagLev Train/Haven Train Station and then Jerry's Info Booth for the Newbies.
When: 04/28 - Morning
Warnings: There will be swearing, probably mentions of violence. Will update as needed.

This FluxOver starts a lot differently than the others. For starters, everyone and we mean everyone is waking up on a train. No one's waking up in their homes. The first sound anyone hears isn't an alarm clock. It's the steady hum and squeal of the MagLev train just barely skimming it's rails as it makes a turn towards the Haven Train Station and then a deep, gravely, lightly accented male voice saying:

"Haven Train Station! Last stop! Everyone off!

And then the grinding of brakes as the train slows down to a bit of a harsh stop. With so many people stuffed into the train like sardines, it's probably hot and crowded, and everyone wants off. It's also very likely you're going to wake up leaning on someone. Do you know them? Are they a stranger? Let's hope you didn't drool while you were sleeping, or snore too loudly.

When the doors open, the heat probably gets a bit worse and the crowd is very eager to get off the train. Jostling and bumping, it seems as though no one cares who they smack into, they just want off. Since it's the last stop, it's probably best you depart, too. Should you choose to stick on the train, you'll find that while it does depart the Haven Train Station eventually, it just goes through a foggy area that seems to lead right back to the Haven Train Station. It'll keep doing so until you depart the train. Once the last person is off, the train will roll away and disappear in the distance.

For all the newcomers, you'll feel an impulse to go right to the very ramshackle-looking information booth, where a gentleman named Jerry has your information packet. For everyone else, your phones will start buzzing and a voice will start giving you directions, leading you back home and we're sorry to say it, but your homes have taken on the external appearance of everything else around them. Pieced together, rusty. Built more for survival and less for visual appeal.

Again; externally. Internally, you'll find that nothings changed and home is just as you remember it. And for anyone that got anything for FluxMas, you'll find your stuff waiting for you in the kitchen of your homes. Unless it's a vehicle. You'll find the keys to that in your pockets, shortly after stepping into your houses.

Settle in. Explore. Find your friends.

Welcome to Haven.

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{ Train Station }

Peter gets off the train quickly enough and pulls his hoodie a little more onto his shoulder so he looks little less scraggly. He glances around the station in search of someone familiar-MJ in particular. Where'd she go? He stands up on his toes to see if it helps him see over the crowd but it's not much help.

Should he call out of her? That seems weird. She's probably around somewhere. He should also try to find Jace. Or some other adult he knows.

{ Out Exploring }

Well, the aesthetic is certainly a choice. He's not sure he likes the feel of this new place much and the fact there's not school is both a relief and a concern. Also, what exactly is he supposed to do all day? Is there still a bookstore? He pulls out his phone to see if there's a map of this new place he can study.

He's not paying too much attention to his surroundings and seems to be pretty hyper focused on his phone. He walks right into someone, drops his phone and jumps slightly before his eyes go wide and face pales. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?"

For his part, Miles had been so focused on the wall of a nearby building, trying to envision an image to decorate it, that he hadn't been paying much attention to his Spider-Senses. When Peter runs into him, he stumbles a bit and drops the can of spray paint he's holding.

Glancing up, he offers Peter a grin. "Yeah, no worries. That was my bad, sorry."

Peter hears his phone hit the ground and really hopes the screen didn't crack-he'd like to have a phone with a non-cracked screen for at least a month. Is that too much to ask? He bends down to pick up his phone and the can of spray paint and hands it back to Miles.

"I wasn't paying attention-I was... staring at my phone." Peter confesses. Although he was staring at it for directions so there's that at least?

Miles chuckles a bit, taking the spray paint can back. "Thanks. And I probably shouldn't've been standing in the middle of the path either." He gestures to Peter's phone. "How's the phone? Any damage?"

Somehow MJ's managing not to freak out on the outside. Even if she is panicking on the inside. The girl is not a fan of change. At least not like this. Not where the setting shifts at a moment's notice and she has zero recollection of it happening. Which, by the way, it totally did.

But that's not what's important at the moment. What matters is she needs to get off the train and find Peter.

If Peter's still here...

Thankfully she doesn't have to go far to see he is. As the crowd shuffles off the platform, heading to wherever they're going, she spots him peeking over the crowd.

And although he doesn't call out to her, she calls out to him. "PETER!" She shouts, worried. Her long arms waving in the air, trying to get his attention as she makes her way over to him.

"Thank god you're here. I wasn't sure if they separated us by sending you home, or to another world and me to some other place..." She takes a deep breath, trying to stay calm. "Do you remember getting on a train? Because I sure as Hell don't."

"MJ!" He hears her voice before he sees her and then quickly, with a lot of pushing through the crowd a muttered apologies, he moves over over to her, grinning because he's glad to see she's still here. ...wherever 'here' is. Oh right, the weird train thing.

"Uh-no. I don't, actually. But uh-are you okay? I met Loki. He was sitting next to me on the train."

"So that makes two of us, then." Not remembering going to sleep on a train. Cool. She'll mentally add that to the list of weird shit she's been put through in the last couple of weeks.

"Yeah, I'm fi―wait, what?" She interrupts, staring at Peter in a mix of confusion and worry. "You met Loki?" She repeats back, raising a brow. "As in Loki-Loki? The guy ― God who opened a wormhole over New York in attempt to take over the world? That Loki?" Just so they're on the same page.

"Yup!" Peter chirps happily at her question. He remembers what Loki did just fine but it's still cool to have gotten to meet him. How many other Avengers will he get to meet, he wonders.

"And he didn't even try to kill me once." He says proudly, as though this is some great accomplishment. "he even let me hang around him for a bit since I couldn't find anyone I knew and people here kinda look like they wanna stab me and I figured getting stabbed by Loki sounded way cooler than getting stabbed by some rando. Seriously though, he didn't seem annoyed or angry just confused."

Welcome to Haven:

Peter

Exploring

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train station.

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laaaaate I am so late. How are you?