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Who: Sara
Broadcast: Video!
Action: On the Marsiva // The Twin Roses
When: Now!

[ The feed starts with Sara adjusting the camera and pursing her lips, then flashing a waxy smile that doesn't go anywhere near her eyes ]

Hi, so, I'm going to need you to go ahead and let me out of here and return me to my ship. I mean, we could do this the long way, but you really, really won't like that. It will be long. And painful. Possibly over days. The thing I'm going to assume you didn't realize about me before you decided to make this incredibly idiotic move is that I don't take kindly to cages. They're not really my thing, and I have a particular prejudice against the people who want to put me in them.

But hey.

[ She puts her hands up in a conciliatory manner ]

Maybe I'm reading this entire situation the wrong way. Just come and get me, we'll talk, and I won't even break your fingers for it. Promise.

Okay? Okay. Chop chop!

[ She rolls her eyes, sighs, and switches off the camera ]

****

[ some time later, Sara shows up in a burst of confetti on The Twin Roses. Hi friends! ]

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I guess we'll get to that in a later therapy session.

The long version is very long. The short version is that the boyfriend I stole took me on a yacht trip that ended in a shipwreck, a two year stint on an island, and eventual recruitment to a group called the League of Assassins, where I was trained to carry out whatever missions Ra's al Ghul told me to do. Tried to get out a few times, but that didn't work out super well. Eventually, I convinced my lover, who had taken on the mantle of Ra's al Ghul, to release me. I was a vigilante for awhile and then Rip recruited me.

[ she shrugs. simple enough! ]

[She smiles at the therapy session comment. She almost had gone on but it felt like too much. Getting to know someone is give and take.]

I'm guessing there weren't a lot of choices offered when it came to joining or leaving for that matter.

Rip... I know a Rip. Of course! Time ship with an AI. I saw that in his memories. [Just a totally normal thing to say.]

Rip was here?

Yeah, for a few months I think. Long enough I ran into him a few times. And he was here for calibrations which was...a whole thing.

What are calibrations?

The olympics of invasive intimacy? We were all transported to the Marsiva to live there for a long time in pretty tight spaces and if that wasn't enough at night we ended up seeing other people's memories or dreams or whatever it was while they walked through ours.

Oh, yeah, I've done that. With Rip, too, actually. Did you see Gideon? She is a lot hotter than you might expect.

[ she seems very casual about the whole thing ]

No, I... Actually, yeah. I did, but not in Rip's mind. She was here in the fleet, but really briefly. And how did you do the same thing back home? Was there a telepath involved?

Gideon was here? Looks like I'm too late to have all the fun.

And no, no telepath. Some future sciencey junk that I still don't get but whatever worked, worked. His memories had been messed with and we had to get him back to baseline so he'd stop trying to kill us.

She knew Rip, so I'm guessing it's the same one.

As far as I know Rip didn't try to kill anyone here, so it must have worked or he was from some other point in time.

It worked, but anything's possible with Rip. Anyone else here they mentioned knowing? Maybe someone named Oliver or Laurel?

Cisco mentioned Oliver, but he wasn't here. I did know him back in Marina though. [~~A Smallville version, but she's never heard or seen anything to make her think they're different people.~~] Good kisser.

Who's Laurel?

I think that's something most women know about Ollie.

Laurel's my sister. I don't expect her to be here, but it was worth a shot. She would've reached out by now, though.

[She nods at the sister part. It's hard being separated from family. She knows better than most this place can bring back the dead, but she doesn't expect to see hers either.]

He really gets around, huh? [She tilts her head.] You too?

Ollie? Yeah. He's the dumb idiot who took me on that yacht cruise.

Oh wow. Small multiverse.

Guess so.

But what I'm getting from all of this is that I'm still the only one here.

As far as I know. Sorry.

No, it's fine. I wouldn't want anyone else to get themselves into this mess.

It's okay for it to suck even if it's for the best.

Whatever.

You have people here, right?

Kurt's from my world. I pretty much figured I'd never see anyone from there again by the time he showed up. And then Remy is an alternate reality version of someone I know from home. Alternate reality versions of people I know are more common.

Of course. It wouldn't be that straightforward.

This is definitely a place with a looping, curvy, zigzag line instead of the straight kind.

[ sassy sara is back ]

Straight is boring, anyway.