The timeflood has struck Shel again!

[shooting_gstar]

Shel's angry gait slows and then stops as the changes take full effect. She's traded one time screw-up for another, it seems: she can no longer remember what it was she was so angry about, and, being distracted by trying to figure that out, it takes her a while to realize where she is. And when, as well. But it's not too long before she figures it

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[madefrommagic]

Junior lands next to her, screaming. Then he looks around and sees her.

"Oh, it worked. Where are we?" he frowns. "Or maybe when are we?"

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[shooting_gstar]

The screaming makes Shel jump and a nearby metallic object goes flying into the air.

"Quiet, quiet, we need to be quiet, kid," Shel whispers at him nervously. "We're home, and the last time I was here, I busted Mike off death row and then took part in another version of the same crime that got him there, so if this is after that, and I get caught...." Shel draws a finger across her throat. "And we probably want to avoid being seen even if it isn't." After all, neither the spandex Shel is wearing nor the 21st century civvies Junior is presumably wearing are exactly normal attire for the 25th century.

"Stay here for a minute, kid. There's got to be something around here with the year plastered on it." And with that, Shel takes off. She's back in less than a minute. "Good news! It's 2450, so I'm not a wanted woman yet. We'll have to avoid any blond 7-year-olds we see, but that shouldn't be too hard. Gotham's a big place."

[madefrommagic]

"Oh," Junior says quietly. "I...I remember this. Sort of. I've got some of Dad's memories. But I've never been here." He looks around. "What should we do?"

[shooting_gstar]

"You've got Mike's memories? That seems like it'd be unsettling. I wouldn't want my parents' memories."

She gives him a 'you're asking me?' sort of look. "Lay low? Try to find a time machine? I don't even know where to start here. There's the machine we used when I left with Mike, but it's broken: we had to fix it first. And there's the one Mike stole in the first place in the Space Museum, but I don't know if it's there yet, and Mike's going to need it later, anyway."

Shel frowns and looks around. "Should get out of here, at least. We'd be less likely to be seen on the rooftops." She looks at Junior, then towards the skyline, then back towards Junior. "You gonna need a lift, kid?"