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[cosplayqueen]

[A young teenage girl pops onto screen with a meek little wave and smile.] Hey! Long shot of all longs here, but... Ammi, Abu, Aamir? Squishy muffin? If you're seeing this, I'm okay! Tell Bruno not to do some crazy mad science to rescue me. I technically was already rescued by this really cool lady. Her name is Allison. I promise I'll get her to introduce herself on camera before I come home because yeah! [She chuckles nervously.] This is actually the part where I do the whole hero's journey back to you! Just be patient, okay? I swear I'm coming home. I love guys. You can click off here, okay? I want to talk to the other guys here. [She flashes a peace sign and counts to ten.]

Okay so assuming my friends and family clicked off by now! [She puts on a big smile.] Hi! I'm Kamala. First time ending up in a weird space and time. Any hot tips on how to survive the experience and keep parents from locking you in your room forever when it's over?

Oh! Before I get to all that I want to share with the class all the weird stuff that happened before Allison rescued me. For one: totally didn't drown! That's super weird because I have no idea how long I was down there. I also saw a lot of weird stuff while I was not drowning. I was having visions of these weird, blob-y creatures with me. Sometimes they'd look like me or people I know but, it wasn't really right? Does that make sense? This is so much easier when I have visuals... Anyways, I swear sometimes they were crying or howling or something. I think something was hurting them which is kind of sad. I mean they were just hanging out with me. I think I would have been really scared if they weren't there since it sucks to be alone. I hope they're okay.

[She sighs in frustration.] I don't know. Do you think it was real or one of those near death experience things? I feel like I'd imagine something way cooler like being rescued by Captain Marvel or at least Hulk. I've never been underwater for a super long time so maybe I'm wrong. Thoughts?


[action | closed to Allison, two days prior to the network post]

[It comes out of nowhere. One minute she's examining her rapidly blinking bangle while in costume and the next she's gone. Kamala finds herself in a strange place with strange creatures. It's terrifying and lonely. She does her best to be brave as the tar-like creatures she's been left with imitate her, objects around her, and sometimes even the people she knows.

(She's not proud of the fact she cries when one takes on the appearance of her mother. She likes to think Captain Marvel would have cried too.) As time goes on, it's hard to remember why these images upset her so much. Everything she knows and loves seems to be fading away as time ticks by. Her identity even becomes harder to recall. All she has is random words floating through her consciousness: perfection, Kamal, marvel, miracle... to remind her that she is in fact Kamala. She desperately wants to go home.

That's the reality her spirit is in. Her body is very much in the water; a teenage girl with a homemade superhero costume and domino mask. The image she makes is unsettling to say the least.

In the water Kamala very much looks like a little girl in a Halloween costume, long hair floating around her like a halo. It might appear peaceful if it weren't for the real fear anyone would have that she's either drowned or drowning as they watch.]

[action - open to all aboard the Blood Moon]

[Kamala knows she can't just cling to her rescuer forever. It's tempting, of course. Her memory isn't the greatest right now. Allison did save her life so she's pretty sure she's safe. Bit by bit, Kamala starts to move away from what counts as familiar now to explore the ship.

The teen gets bolder and more comfortable over the next two days as she remembers herself. She starts waving to people on board while looking around, asks about the weather, their lives, or notes a cool outfit or piece of jewelry.

Feel free to run into her while she's cautiously lurking around or openly mingling with whoever is willing to talk to her.]

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[cosplayqueen]

[That daze she's in starts to lift a little once their eyes meet. The teenager stares into Allison's eyes for a beat. Kamala feels stronger for it. She realizes that she believes this perfect stranger. It is going to be okay. She has no idea what's going on, but it's okay. Someone else does. They're going to help her.

Kamala slowly nods back.] I can do this. [Her voice is small, but determined. She puts one hand in front of the other to start the process of pulling herself up. It's slow, but steady climb to the top. She very ungracefully falls over the ledge and onto the deck when the time comes.]

Ow! [She groans at the sting from the fall for a few seconds before remembering Allison. She hops onto her feet and peers over to make sure the other woman is still coming. That instinct to help others is still very much there.]

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[True to her word, Allison is right behind her, occasionally pausing and glancing over her shoulder to make sure undead mermaids don't get any ideas. When she hears Kamala hit the deck, so to speak, she puts more effort into getting up faster. She does offer a smile when she sees her head pop up over the edge of the boat.]

See? Right behind you.

[It's a few more pulls and she's hauling herself over the edge of the deck.]

[cosplayqueen]

[Kamala looks instantly relieved to see her. She nods, waiting patiently for Allison to more gracefully make it on board.] I was really worried.

[She confesses while hugging herself. It's cold on board and Kamala is very wet. It doesn't help for a brief moment she thought of this new person falling into the same place she just escaped. No one deserves that.

She looks around just as her teeth start to chatter from the cold.] Where are we?

[rumorate]

Right now? We're heading towards a place called Serithca.

[Which is likely not something Kamala recognizes.]

I don't know if this word as a whole has a name, but we just left somewhere called the House of Ravens. But people from other worlds have been showing up for over a year now.

[She glances over her shoulder and motions for Kamala to follow her below deck.]

I'm Allison. Let's find something dry to warm you up.

[cosplayqueen]

[Kamala clearly has no clue what Allison is talking about. She knows in theory people do come from other worlds. Asgardians live on Earth now to say nothing of the talking tree and racoon alien who came to save the galaxy. Of course that information is fuzzy at best now leaving Kamala to nod and follow like the lost girl she is.]

Okay. [She swallows as voice in her head nags about proper introduction. Kamala can't be sure who it belongs to just yet. She knows they're important. Her mind helpfully flashes back to that day on the roof with her father where they discussed her name. She's run through that moment so many times while lost in the dark waters. It's kept her grounded then and now in who she is in that lonely place.

It's a good name as any to give.] I'm Ms. Marvel. That's what they call me.

[rumorate]

Ms. Marvel. That's a pretty cool name.

[She's guessing it's her superhero name. It's definitely a bit cooler than hers. They head back to Allison's cabin, and she fishes through her clothes, and blankets.]

This might be a bit big for you, but we can just hang out here until we find you something else or your clothes dry.

[cosplayqueen]

Thanks. I think my dad gave it to me. [Kamala points out sounding both uncertain and impossibly fond. Abu is as sweet as they come. She watches absently as Allison looks through her things. She feels so impossibly lost and small in this moment.

The kind offer does bring Kamala out of her shell.] No, it's okay. I don't want to catch a cold. They'll be cozy.

[She hugs herself tight. Kamala actually likes the sound of that.]

[rumorate]

Okay. Are you hurt at all?

[She can't see any wounds, but it never hurts to be sure.]

We don't have much in terms of first aid kids, but I can wrangle up some supplies, and something warm to eat.

[cosplayqueen]

[Kamala shakes her head gently.] No, they didn't hurt me. Just kind of freaked me out sometimes.

[Before anyone can pull on that thread, the mention of eating gets her attention. Kamala's eyes go big.] Wait, there's food? Because I'm starving.

[rumorate]

There is food.

[She's sure Emilia is cooking something, if not, she can find a snack of some kind.]

You get changed, I will go see what's happening in the kitchen.

[cosplayqueen]

Okay. [She offers a meek smile as she goes to grab the clothes. Just touching something soft and warm instantly makes her feel better. Kamala tacks on before Allison goes:] Thanks, Allison.

[She lets the woman go without anymore interruptions. Once the room is empty Kamala does not waste any time shedding her wet clothes. They are hung up on a nearby chair along with her domino mask and gold bangle. She quickly changes into the warm clothes offered. The size makes it extra cozy. She shoves her long hair into the back of her top in a vain effort to get it out of her face and dry.

Kamala quickly finds herself curling up on the bed as she waits for Allison to come back. Her mind is quiet for once aside from the nagging whisper that something isn't right. She distracts herself by letting her eyes scan the room and try to imagine where in the room everything came from including her.]

[rumorate]

[A quick trip down to the kitchen has her returning with some warm food that will hopefully help her feel better. She pauses when she gets to the door, knocking lightly to make sure.]

All dressed?

[cosplayqueen]

[She snaps to attention at the sound of Allison's voice. Kamala is pretty tame right now. The thought of food brings some of her personality back in an instant.] Yes and I'm starving.

[She jumps to her feet to open the door for Allison.]

[rumorate]

[She smiles softly before holding out the bowl of food to her.]

It's not much, but our cook ran a literal Italian restaurant back home, so she can work wonders.

[Also might be a witch, but Kamala doesn't have to know that right now.]

[cosplayqueen]

[Kamala's mouth waters, eyes lighting up like a Christmas tree. She may not remember her best friend is the grandson of an Italian-American woman, but she remembers the taste of her cooking.] I think I love Italian food.

[She takes the bowl and immediately grabs a seat to dig in with gusto.]

[rumorate]

It's pretty good.

[Allison grins as she goes to take a seat on the bed, settling in as she watches her.]

Being here is a lot in general, but at least there's good food.

[cosplayqueen]

[Kamala eats, anxiety starting to chew away at her in turn. Being here definitely isn't right. Allison feels safe enough to confide that in.] So... am I just here now? Forever? That doesn't seem right.

[rumorate]

Not ... forever. We just don't know how to get home yet. There are these things called beacons that work sometimes, but sometimes people get spit back out again.

[So they haven't found a permanent solution yet.]

But we will figure it out. We just need more time and information.