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[When Jaime turns the tablet on, he's standing in front of the cinema that a couple of the other Transports had constructed, visible hand propped up on a broomstick. The area is still scattered with debris and dust after the bombings, but it's clear that he's at least made the rudimentary attempts at cleaning a path to the miraculously intact structure. He gives the camera a little wave.]

Hey! So, it's come to my attention that some people around here have never seen a movie before even though we've got a theatre right here. I'm thinking we're totally past due for a movie night, and it just so happens that I found a copy of E.T. in one of the databases. This place still needs to be cleaned up a bit, but I think I can have it ready by let's sayyyy Saturday, 7 PM. Everyone's welcome to come on down.

Or at least you are as long as you bring snacks.

[He grins at the camera. He's joking, honest. Mostly. Mostly joking. A movie's not a movie without snacks.]

...And if you didn't get it, Sango, that means you. Clear your schedule! It's time to introduce you to modern cinema. Eilonwy, you should come on down too. Call it a mini-vacation you get to choose this time.

[ ooc; Tags will be slow to non-existent until tomorrow, just giving everyone some IC and OOC heads-up for a mingling log this Saturday! ]

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He does, yeah. [And her smile is proud. He's been through so much, but he's still a good man.] I think he's a little more used to it.

Do you have any family here? Or anyone you knew from home?

[He shakes his head.] Nope. Some people from the same world, but no one I actually knew.

I'm sorry. ...Well, in a way. [From what she's found, her loved ones would be better off here, but that's probably not true for most people.] But you've made friends here, right?

I wouldn't want them here. [He pauses, realizes how his quick answer could be misconstrued, and hastily adds:] Not in a warzone, I mean. But yeah, I've made friends.

[Jean nods; she knows what he meant. She wouldn't want Rachel here, in most circumstances.]

I'm glad. Friends are important, in a place like this.

Yeah. You'll meet some too. Is there anyone else you know here? Like, know-know, not alternate-universe-know?

[Jean shakes her head.] Not so far. Everyone who knows Jean Grey knows - a different one.

Ooh. Very weird. Did you know them too, just as different versions of them?

One, yeah. She's not so different, really, just...younger. [And she has a daughter. She wonders what changed, exactly, to stop that from happening; to cost Franklin a sister.]

[He looks thoughtful for a moment, though it's clear that he still thinks that's incredibly strange.]

Huh. Wonder how many people round here are in your boat.

Good question. Maybe we could start a support group. [Her smile is wry, but she's not being completely facetious; maybe it would help.]

It wouldn't be a terrible idea for you guys all to get together. You could compare notes or something.

There can be a seminar on dealing with kids who are older then you are.

[A wry grin.] I mean, I can't exactly ground the man.

[The sheer absurdity of that mental image spurs a laugh out of Jaime straightaway.] Oh my god. I mean, you could try.

If I do, I'll make sure to record it for you.

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