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Jaime Reyes was standing on a street in El Paso, looking very confused, and talking to himself. Well, at least it looked like he was talking to himself. Really, he was talking to the scarab, because the two of them were trying to figure out what the heck had just happened. The world had blurred, Jaime had passed out and now...

"This is so not El Paso."

Now he was in a place that was home and yet not home.

|T L[][]KS \|/E|RD. \|/HERE'S THE PUTT-PUTT?

"Exactly. And that - what is that? That building wasn't there yesterday. Neither was that bank building. And where's the El Diablo?"

/-\LTERN/-\TE D|/|\ENS|[]N?

"Are your sensors picking up anything weird?"

...SENS[]RS /-\RE |N[]PER/-\T|[]N/-\L.

After doing a systems check, the scarab trilled a little wordless cry of alarm.

"What's wrong?"

/|\UTIPLE SYSTEMS |N[]PER/-\T|[]N/-\L. []NLY B/-\S|C L|FE SUPP[]RT, B/-\SIC TR/-\NSF[]O/|\/-\T|[]N /-\B|L|T|ES, /-\ND C[]/|\/|\S /-\V/-\|L/-\BLE. D|/-\GN[]ST|CS UN/-\BLE TO DETER/|\INE WHY.

"Whoa, whoa, okay, calm down, you're kinda panicking. Stop with the brain klaxons, okay?"

|'/|\ RUNN|NG BL|ND. Y[]U C/-\LM D[]WN!

"I know this is freaky, and you're not used to being blind like this, but you're still conscious and I'm still conscious, and we're not fighting an evil death satellite or, I don't know, being shot at by aliens. We'll figure this out, okay? Just keep a cool head."

The response was a very surly, | D[]N'T H/-\VE /-\ HE/-\D.

Jaime rolled his eyes. "You know what I meant, Mr. Literal. Look, we'll figure this out, okay?"

In fact, maybe he could just talk to someone and get some answers. Some teenagers ran down the street towards him.

"Hey! Very, very lost superhero here," he said, waving them down. "Any chance you could -"

They didn't notice. In fact, with a feeling like cold mist, they ran right through him. Jaime froze up after they did, expression stricken.

"Okay, we're a ghost or something and no one can see, hear, or touch us. Time to panic."

| T[]LD Y[]U!
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Lyle Norg is very pleased with himself. Sure, he and Brainy are in a crisis situation and trapped away from their team, but it's a crisis situation where they still have the time and space to take breaks to collect themselves and recover from the Hell that was the previous universe they'd been trapped in. And since they are no longer in that universe, he can do things now that he couldn't have earlier.

Things like the thing that he is currently very pleased about.

Invisible, he slips into the area already designated as "Brainy's Lab", cradling a mechanical-and-fluff penguin in his hands (it's quite dapper, for a toy, if he does say so himself). Brainy is naturally hard at work, but Lyle can be patient, drifting silently toward the Coluan and taking advantage of his invisibility and Brainy's preoccupation to admire his boyfriend in his natural and undisturbed element. And ogle him a little. He'd done both these things before, but never when he'd been in a position to do anything about them.

He just needs to wait until Brainy turns away...

When the moment comes, Lyle is as swift and silent as a striking snake, dropping the penguin and its attached note where Brainy can't miss it when he turns back, but not actually in Brainy's experiment since an inevitable explosion is not what he's going for here.

Then, holding his breath in anticipation, he steps back to watch Brainy's reaction.
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