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Who: Apollo
Broadcast: Fleet wide
Action: SS Bishop
When: Now-ish?

Broadcast

[Apollo looks... a little flustered? Slightly bewildered? Like he might have accidentally exploded cooking supplies?]

I'm trying this cooking thing. I'm pretty sure it's not dangerous to eat, but does anyone want to come and be a guinea pig? These gel things are making roasts a lot fucking harder than they should be...

Action

[On the Bishop, Apollo has taken over the kitchen for now. He manages to look surprisingly domestic, bumming around in ship standard provided clothing and hair pulled up into a ponytail that bobs along to whatever music he's imagining as he 'cooks'.

Cooking occasionally involves eye lasers. Which doesn't work on the gels half as well as he hoped it would.]

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Oh... cool! I've known a few aliens living on Earth, though none that are sunlight reactive like you or me.

Where are you from?

It was called Krypton, but it's not really around anymore. My cousin and I were sent to Earth before it got destroyed.

... why Earth? I mean, Earth doesn't seem to be near anything.

The sun, I think. Krypton's sun was a dying red sun. My mother told me we'd have great powers on Earth.

Also, I mean, look at me. This is what a Kryptonian looks like.

Do you mean 'gorgeous blond' or 'human like'?

[He gives her a cheeky grin.]

You know, now that you mention it, I remember everyone else with dark hair. Maybe I was secretly a freak?

But I meant human-like.

[He points at his own silver white hair and shrugs.]

Yeah, makes sense, send you somewhere you don't stand out.

Stand out more.

My cousin was an infant when he showed up on Earth, but I was 13. And the only thing more awkward than being a 13 year old is being a 13 year old on a new planet who's never seen birds before.

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... hm. Yeah. That would be awkward, I imagine. I don't remember being thirteen, but I can imagine.

I'm sorry about your home world. And family.

[ she just kind of shrugs. it sucks, but she's had time to deal with it and she can't do anything about it anyway ]

Thanks. A really great family adopted me on Earth. It hasn't been so bad.

What are your powers, again? Obviously laser eyes.

Hm? Flying, laser eyes, super tough and strong, I'm pretty fast, I can sort of explode energy out of myself? I'm immune to heat and light, like, my idea of a treat is going up to the sun for a bit of a walk about. Which the others would get upset about, because I'd come back over charged and glowing and leaving scorch marks with my feet.

[He's horrifically open about what he is and can do.]

Wow. That's actually kind of intimidating. And everyone was giving me trouble about having a bunch of powers.

I was designed to be the most powerful post-human on our planet. I can't really take any credit for it, everything about me was manufactured out of some poor bastard who volunteered to give up his life to become something new.

[He offers out the bowl again.]

I added a bit more sugar, what do you think?

Ah...

[ that sounds so shady, dude. but she takes a swipe ]

Is there something like vanilla that could go in there?

[If you think that's shady, you should've bet the guy who made him...]

I... have no idea.

[He sets down the bowl and starts rummaging through the pantry and cupboards.]

Or maybe just some kind of spice.

We have a lot of overlapping powers, but some different ones, too. I fly, have laser eyes (obviously), super strength, super speed, super hearing, x-ray vision, freeze breath, invulnerability... I haven't tried walking on the sun. I don't think the lack of atmosphere would agree with me? But I don't know.

I just don't breathe when I'm in space. Eating and sleeping are both optional as well, but I like doing them.

[He pulls out something, sniffs it and pulls a face and sets it aside.]

Not that. X-Ray vision sounds really disturbing... freeze breath? Seriously? Is it minty fresh?

I can control the x-ray vision pretty well, except it doesn't go through lead, and I'm pretty sure it doesn't give anyone cancer? I hope not.

And my freeze breath is only minty fresh if I've just brushed my teeth?

Lets hope not. Cancer isn't fun.

I'm almost disappointed about that. Have you considered using your freeze breath to make ice cream though?

When Hank gets the formula going, I'm sure it'll come up.

Though I don't think I've actually mentioned it to him.

Hank... McCoy?

[He knows that Hank!]

Yep! He's working on actually synthesizing it.

... clearly, he will have to let me know if it works.

I'll let him know.

Also... with me, I'm kind of not totally sure I want everyone to know about what I can do. My sister would be so mad if she showed up here and it was common knowledge. But I also don't really see the point in hiding it all the time.

I... can't offer much of an opinion there. Everyone on my world knows who I am and what I do. My wedding was covered by several international magazines so...

[He gives her a helpless shrug.]

I don't remember not being Apollo and I've never had any real reason to hide myself. But I get that some worlds, it's really important to not let people know.