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Fortunately, or unfortunately, CJ was gifted with a small distraction from his... unique little predicament. From inside his pocket, his cell phone began to ring away. A certain someone who rarely tried to contact him any more (and why would she after the break-up some time ago) was finally giving him a ring.

There was a brief pause from the other end of the phone. Then the woman finally spoke. As though she were surprised by who had just answered her call. ”C.J.? Er... hi. I... I'm sorry to call you so randomly like this. I'm just... I-I'm going through the list of numbers on my phone and you're the first person who's answered.” she said, then paused a moment as she shifted behind the phone. ”I just... things have been turned upside down again, and I'm just trying to find out who all is still around. It's... it's been a crazy morning. Have you noticed that the cities have been moved around again? Or... just moved around?” she said. Then she sighed and grumbled the next bit to herself. ”God I don't even know what time you're from...” she said, then shifted again.

After all... she woke up in her old apartment with her old team mate as though she had never left her universe. Except of course for the bit Scarlet had told her about briefly dating CJ. That had never happened in her world. Heck... none of this had happened in her world. The last time she had seen CJ was just... just a few hours ago. She'd managed to escape from Fisk the second time he had captured her and... and then she woke up here.

Misty sighed lightly from the other end of the phone. ”Yeah, I... I woke up in my old apartment building. The one I used to have while I was in my nice, normal little universe. And saying my universe is normal is extremely hard to even believe but...” she said, then paused a moment. She muttered to someone across the room, then turned back to the cell phone.

”The last... the last thing I remember, Fisk had sent someone after me again and grabbed me from the train yard. I had just... phoned in a favor, so to speak, and had gotten myself out of Fisk's building. Then... I woke up in my old bed, my old roommate came in and woke me up, then thought I was crazy until she couldn't get ahold of anyone, and noticed some of the Gotham buildings. Then realized some of the buildings here in New York are completely new to her.” she said. Then another woman's voice rang out from somewhere in the room. It was too muffled to hear, but Misty waved her off.

”She also said that we had been dating, and then she never heard anything more about it. But, she doesn't know anything about Gotham, or this “new” New York, or anything outside the world I knew a few years ago. And yet us dating had been a thing, but, you're not part of my Universe. At least.. I don't think you are. And the last thing I remember was getting out of Fisks, and I'm nowhere near being pregnant all of a sudden, and...ugh... it's giving me a headache.” she said, sighing again.

”I'm sorry. I don't... anything past getting myself out of Fisks hasn't happened for me yet. But.. at least I remember who you are this time.” she continued, a small smile in her voice. Then she paused, and the smile vanished. ”I'm... I'm assuming I'm the reason you were fired. That woman did create a lot of trouble... I'm assuming I'm the reason we broke up too. I mean... you rescued me multiple times within the spanse of a day.”

”Oh, well... sure.” Misty replied, to voice taking a slightly better turn. ”I'd lo-” The other woman muttered something from the other side of the phone, and Misty tried to shoo her off again. With no luck. ”.... I... yeah. I'd like that. Just lemme know where you're at and I'll be down.” she said. The other woman grumbled something again. Then Misty grumbled, then she grumbled back. ”....WE will be over rather. My roommate likes to play Den Mother and Match Maker. She won't be much of a bother though. If you have... band members you're waiting on, I'm sure she'll make a new friend real soon.”

There was a small snap from the other side of the phone, and Misty chuckled slightly. ”Well you will...”

"Sounds good. I haven't eaten yet, so I'll hold you to the burger thing." Misty replied, a light smile in her voice. Then she too moved the phone away and muttered something to her roommate. When she came back, she sighed lightly into the phone. "We'll have to get ready to come down. I'll let you go and... see you when we get there."




/// Sorry everyone, 20% battery power, I'll do more with posting this weekend. @_@ ///

// Oh, and you'll need to sign that rulebook thing again at the Titans RP. Apparently it's an updated set of rules, and everyone has to sign them again. Don't want 'cha getting the boot when Rosie's just about to jump in. : P ///

Misty Gallay




/// Bleeeehh... so much going on this past week. I'll work on the nice long post for Scarlet and Misty and get it posted at their apartment soon. Since it's just me there, I don't feel too bad about skipping over their update. ///


It took a while for the two girls to finally arrive. For one thing, they had to travel from New York to Gotham to get to the restaurant. Another... they were what Scarlet fondly called “City-Goers”. Neither one of them owned a car, and they both found other methods of transportation. Walking, building hopping... or the nice little yellow taxi with the New York sticker that had just pulled up to the side of the building.

The first to get out of the Taxi was Misty. A simple pear of tennis shoes, jeans, and a blue button up top hanging over a little white spaghetti strap with lace top. Her figure was slim compared to her motherly body, and she seemed to be enjoying the fact that she could fit into her skinny jeans again. She twirled a bit on her left leg and stretched her other leg out, smiling at the movement she was able to do again. Her brown hair was a mess of layered waves and curls, and fell to the back of her neck and around her face. The style of hair she had back when she was roommates with Scarlet... the style she had when she actually had someone to go out and shop around and be seen. She glanced inside the taxi, then pulled a small fold of money from her pocket and moved towards the drivers side of the taxi.

Another woman soon crawled out of the Taxi after her. This woman was presumably the roommate Misty had spoke of, Scarlet. The... physical personalities between the two women were like night and day. While Misty was modest about her appearance, this woman seemed to know just what to do to show off her va-va-voom. The first thing to come out of the car was a bright red high heel tucked under dark skin-tight jeans that traveled up shapely and well-toned legs. They stretched across her hips and... erm... va-voom... and vanished under a read and leopard print top. One with a plunging neck line and wrapped around her proudly displayed assets that were difficult to tell if they were a gift from God or a gift to herself. Whatever the case... she had the body, and she knew how to show it off.
She stepped out of the car, then adjusted the strap of a red purse around her shoulder. Large red hoop earrings were hanging from her ears, and her blonde hair was pulled up into a clip at the back of her head. Enough to keep the majority of it out of her face, and leave the rest in a wild little mess at the back of her head. Her icy blue eyes were well hidden behind a pair of designer sunglasses, and her red lips were curled into a slight frown as she glanced at the building they had stopped in front of. She looked at it, down at her outfit, then shrugged and moved towards Misty. She realized she may have been.... overdressed for this establishment. But she didn't seem bothered by it.

Misty smiled, then moved to hug CJ back. ”Seven months for you maybe... just a few hours for me.” Still, she hugged him as though she hadn't seen him in months. She'd been ripped away from him rather violently hours before hand. ”I hope this isn't too awkward with the time difference.”

The cab drove away, and Scarlet turned her attention over to CJ and Misty. She... smiled slightly at the little reunion, but was giving the man a mental evaluation. He was not the type of man she'd have thought Misty would have gone with. Visually at least. John was slim but muscular with that smoldering stare of his. Alan was muscular. Very. And had a face that could have won him a modeling career. This guy... honestly looked as though he'd just gotten back from a trip from the beach.

Lightly, Scarlet shook her thoughts cleared and let her smile grow a bit. She had promised to behave. She had promised not to play match-maker or den-mother or any of that. She just needed to remind herself that his man had apparently saved Misty a few times, and there must have been something about him that she liked.