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nexus_crossings2018-12-15 05:40 pm
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+1 Ghost Boy
True to his usual luck, Danny makes his grand entrance to the Nexus by skidding across the plaza when his attempt to slow down after exiting the portal fails.
He was really starting to hate portals.
With a groan he rolls over and rises back up into the air, stopping to float a few feet above the plaza.
"Oh, great. I have no idea where I am. Again. Could this possibly get any worse?"
He stops and slaps himself on the forehead.
"And... I just jinxed myself. Awesome."
He was really starting to hate portals.
With a groan he rolls over and rises back up into the air, stopping to float a few feet above the plaza.
"Oh, great. I have no idea where I am. Again. Could this possibly get any worse?"
He stops and slaps himself on the forehead.
"And... I just jinxed myself. Awesome."
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"You're in the Nexus. Kind of like...a crossroads between the universes. My name's Joseph Kinner, formerly of the 1938 Secondary Magnetic Expedition under Commander Garry. Pleasure to meet you." He can't help but raise an eyebrow, more curious than anything, "If you don't mind me asking, kid, what's with the floating? Don't see that too often."
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Which also happened a lot.
"Never seen a ghost before? The name's Danny Phantom."
Nexus. That sounded weirdly familiar. "Weird question I know, but I don't suppose you've seen any ominously glowing green portals around here."
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The little cook shakes his head. "Nope. Not seen any. Though I'll let you know if I do."
He thinks for a moment. Phantom seemed a bit on-the-nose for a ghost, but hey, stranger things have happened.
"Phantom, huh?" Kinner smiles. "Names have a funny way of working out sometimes, kid. I would be a ghost by some people's reckoning, being dead and all, though I can't float. That's fine by me."
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For one thing, he wasn't green. And he couldn't feel anything from his ghost sense.
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He pauses, thoughtfully. "I don't feel much like a ghost, to be honest. I can grab things, and can eat and drink without any trouble. Everyone can see me. Honestly, it's better that way."
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"I feel like I should say something sympathetic here, but I really don't think that covers it."
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"Eh, there's nothing you can do. And I'm all right now." Kinner gives a hoarse laugh. "As good as a man can be after being eaten, at least."
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What else could you say to something like that? He didn't really get the appeal of running a fish shop, but hey, if it made the guy happy.
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"Hey, I was a cook when I was alive, so I may as well keep on bein' a cook now that I'm dead. It's what I know how to do."
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It wasn't really something he could identify with. He'd never even flipped burgers.
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"Reckon I'll be just fine. I do better business here in the Nexus than I ever did back in my homeworld. Funny how these things work out."
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"You are in the Nexus. Welcome."
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"Yeah, that other guy mentioned. So... just how many universes meet up around here?"
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"Here."
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"Tourist. New person. It is good to help others. Those here helped me when I showed up out of the blue."
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Not that he was complaining about the welcome. This was already the nicest introduction to a new dimension/world/time he'd ever had. And that was including the massive face plant he'd done into the plaza floor.
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"I'm Peter." He sticks out his hand.
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He reaches out to firmly shake Peter's hand. This close, the chill of his hand was obvious even through his gloves.
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"So most people, huh? Just because your last name, or another reason?"
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"Ghost, Phantom. I guess it's easy to remember."
And when the other option was Inviso-Bill, he was all for Phantom.
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"Guess it is."
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He's being followed by a Lillipup dressed in a fluffy lilac doggy coat and matching booties. Evidently this was their daily stroll.
"You got any warm clothes? You ain't exactly dressed for this weather."
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And weird. Another guy that didn't seem to recognize him as a ghost.
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"So, I guess you're here by accident. Probably won't be too hard to get you home unless you're dead, but if you need t'know where anything is, I don't mind helpin'. My name's Cricket."
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"I'm Danny Phantom." He gestures at his own floating, glowing self. "Ghost, if you haven't figured it out."
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He makes a face. "I noticed you was floating, but that don't have to mean 'ghost'. There are witches and gods and whatnot around here, too. Did you die back home?"
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And also really weird that this was the second dead but not a ghost guy he'd met here.
"Well, that kind of sucks." He shrugs. "I've been a ghost for a while. I actually spend most of my time in the living world back home."
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He hops up, over the small fence and goes to offer a hand up.
"Whoa! Dude! That was-Where did-? Uh... Are you okay?"
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He gives Peter a puzzled look, glancing slightly down, as his feet were firmly planted on nothing several feet above the plaza surface.
"You need something?"
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"Uh... no. I was just-uh... you kinda fell through a portal? But you seem to have it under control."
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Most of the time.
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“This is the Nexus,” she explains. “I don’t quite understand it myself, but I have a copy of the brochure if you’d like to read it?” She’s already holding out it out for him.
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"Oh great, another one of those places."
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