How does the Universe operate in full detail? If I'm to reunite with the cosmic concept of my assistance for adventures and projects, to those whom are essential to go beyond... for the war who took place in our Galaxy, why am I able to hold back and instance, to remembered how a community of heroes and wise investors planning to linger on, not obliterated by the ancient civilisation's architecture but the expansion to innovate at every step could simply pact multiple actions on different stages at hand. I wan't to be here you know, whatever is going on there and here again, is like the spider who nets, back and forth, knots without speaking at length picking up the empty spaces as if there is nothing and yes funding a body who provides independence, expected to report who needs what and what for. Then you see the architecture of thousand hundred generations who fleet away and carry the same mission we have today. It's my job, a few of us are elected to change the routes of history as far in the future you might know it.
"Yes is Natasha, are you on time! I'm on time, what? What is the time on this planet, really? The show started, are the boys dressed? Nah, come on!" Tooled down the caller and kept walking with my thoughts along. A spy in planet Zeltron, they named it. A grid pattern of monumental walls and roads let me to the idea of studying the panorama, did I have time in advanced to prepared. No. Had to place bits of info with plenty of business rolling in out, data being erased, the energy system twisting its price in new investments, I'm not alone in the changes, being worn by the numbers carried away inspect the invitation card once again, elsewhere would be a mistake to recover my mind, chaotic thinking, ultra sensor paranoia, sounds turned into noises, how would I be able to calculate a creature's strength and keep on check my movements in this repeating contest, the mission will be easy, get open minded and drunk, party dance, get generous information. Look for new talents, switch targets. The Avengers can go on their adventures without me, along the way who knows what might happen if they need me, if they know I still exist. They have gone so far, they are capable of anything to sustain suspense in the air without holding back, who provided the cash for this trip, Tony. I can't be tracked with Bitcon.
The more I walk, the more I see a world that has been industrialised for centuries without conscience or compensation to its arid nature, just like las Vegas. At least is not the epic hideout show from Budapest. Is all out there, people going to places, planetary species and what not. In this city people dressed glamours not like the mask and googles in other planets. The less I need is to find Thanos in Krakoa, let the Mutants deal with him for while. Mmmm, a soul for a soul, what a fight to die for! Eventually everyone must be grateful for the instance of a pause and there is peace on earth, at least we got only a 10% of human lost not the 50%.
A Holliday, remember whom am I from impacts and disorders, the clash, one thing I've remembered to not change some things, there are patterns and plenty of architectonical space to figured out what is the cost and weight to be measured, what matters most, me? An enemy a friend. Those questions will never be solved in some cases you have to see the extension of the balance plates if you are fully aware of the whole, those strings never lie to you, as if I'm one without the other, sides taking sides, a dagger without edges is not me. You will be a powergul enemy if you think I'm agreable to tyrany. Then cleared away, you ask a simple question. Were expensive foreign luxuries in this place? Because I'm all for shopping metal bikinis. Laughed kindly for the habit of meeting new faces.
Keep your think layer uniform. You are in that constant reception for entering at the wave of movement, it sometimes feels as if connecting with all. Blinded, with a level of settings, let my impulse burn me and jump, end myself If I must to help end this war.
So that day in the Ellium sistem woke up with the girls byt he shouts of the Queen of Mars, it was a false alarm that the boys started dancing, we made the way and for some reason silented during the night, they are all jolly in this timeline, plenty of historians whom purchase objects of technological value, rescuers of old traditions from the dooms and left overs each era, it was a federations of nations in vacation, democracy of sorts, could smell it in the air, not hereditary in many. The Queen of Mars picked this place for a reason.
My mind workaholic, first encountered to fulfil the promise of images whom represent a symbol of continuation, estimated this planet has been used in ways we never dared, terraforming, if they the conception of such schemes. There is a solid problem to detect, underneath it the stuff. Looked at the girls doubtfully and the surveillance, the climate disturbance is not music, is not my brain, the idea of being stress is not plausible. At the mids of madness I know there is something going on, listened carefully at their movements, about the interference in human history by an agency unknown to mention my personal memory is pronounced to carefully detect unexplained phenomena such as your own existence, why are you doing in this place.
Dejah hosted the guest and partially something crossed her mind, or she really liked someone typical secretive woman to her feelings or she pressed the brakes to not let herself be read. Delightfully beautiful, indeed, generous to an extend showing the occasion. An yet my mind working.
"Yes, well" The cup was served and we wen't to places,
"I don't have fun, in a long, long time" Bounced my shoulder to Queen Chocolate Tyr, defender of the solar system.
"Are you serious, what is happening in Hades?" Salute to the everyone startled by the cuder philosophy styles they carried, I'm a stranger in space but the unexplained is better than understanding the miraculous, once out, we don't question, we just accept sometimes this phenomena.
"All save to you, thank you for the making"
