Sam's Earth: Detroit

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

Leeroy had learned his lesson.

Never, ever swap the memory cards on Jeimu's PlayStation 2. And don't hide the one that had all her DDR save games on it.

She'd sworn up a storm and then opened up a portal in the living room and kicked him through it. Now he was here, in a strange bar in a strange city. He didn't feel too concerned, Mu would bring him back when she decided he deserved to set foot on Newfoundland again.

But while he was here there was only one thing to do.

"What d'ye got fer beers, b'y?" he asked the bartender.

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[i_salted_dean]

She turned her head and frowned at him. "You mean an alternate? From another reality?"

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

"Yes n' no," Leeroy said. "See, he died and woke up somewhere else. But he was the exact same person."

[i_salted_dean]

She frowned. "Can he go back to his original reality?"

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

"None of us can," Leeroy said with a shrug. "We'd be killed if we did. See, we're soldiers, the lot of us, and we didn't kill this girl we was s'posed to... and then we got moved. I still thinks it was Mu that did it, but she denies it." He said this last part more to himself than to her and shook his head.

[i_salted_dean]

"Soldiers," she said bemusedly.

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

"Tha's right. Cloned soldiers."

[i_salted_dean]

She lifts both eyebrows, her inner nerd waking and perking its ears. "You're serious?"

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

"Yes, b'y."

[i_salted_dean]

"Woah." Sam frowned, feeling sympathy. -At least I'm in my own place. How has this guy kept going?-

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

He chuckled. "Ah, but we moved and things 'r great."