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WHO: Mindy Macready and OPEN
WHERE: A (comic) book store!
WHEN: Sometime nowish
WARNINGS: Just some spazzing on Mindy's side
SUMMARY: Where are all the comics?
FORMAT: Prose for now whatever you want later.

There were few things in the world that Mindy needed. She didn't care for dolls or toys (unless they had a blade), but she did care for comic books. Maybe not as much as Kick-Ass, but certainly enough that without Daddy, she needed something to do. So she had finally gotten herself to look around town for something that she could read.

It had never occurred to her that when you lived with the super heroes, that you weren't going to find the comics. So when she had gotten to the store, and couldn't find Batman of all comics. She kept looking, There was no X-men, or Superman, or Spider Man, or even Watchmen and Sandman. How was this store even open?

It wasn't a panic that set in, but she frowned. Comics were her entertainment when she wasn't killing people or making pipe bombs or training. And now even most of those were gone.

This place was starting to look a bit more like hell.

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Selina had never read an actual comic book in her life. Maybe she would have if she'd had something resembling a normal childhood. But life was what it was and she was now the type who dozed off when Ted Grant had coerced her into watching Raiders of the Lost Ark because it was frankly rather boring compared to the ancient death trap she'd gone through back in the day.

Still, enough people had mentioned reading about her and Batman in comic books back in their world to raise her curiosity. She knew those wouldn't exactly be available in this world, but. She was out running errands and impulsively stepped into a shop she passed by. Just curiosity, nothing more.

Mindy had started to walk out of the store when she bumped into a woman.

"Sorry-" she looked up and-wait. Why did she look familiar? The look of confusion on Mindy's face in a comic book store might have given it away, "I uh..."

Great, now she'd forgotten her entire train of thought.

"Careful," Selina replied, raising an eyebrow at the girl's confusion. "You okay?"

The store behind the girl was a riot of color and exaggerated illustrations. Like a whole other world, really. Fitting in a way.

"Yeah," she said, "I'm fine. Just..."

How could there be no Batman comics? She frowned a bit, "I'm really bugged."

Selina glanced into the store, then back at the girl. She looked like she was ten or eleven, perhaps. "Bugged about what?"

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"They don't have my favorite comics," she muttered as she shoved her hands in her pockets.

"Lousy store, maybe." The kid did look pretty down about it. "Never read any comics myself. What are your favorites?"

"Batman," she said like it was asking her favorite color, "Then Iron Man and Deadpool."

She figured that there was a good reason why all the comics were missing, but it was irritating.

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There wasn't much in the world that Tom liked more than comic books. They were a staple of his life, even if they'd evolved by leaps and bounds since 1942. Comics were more sophisticated now, more complicated and more real. The art was nicer, the pages glossy.

They also cost a hell of a lot more than ten cents.

Tom found himself going to the comic book store more and more often as he healed. He hadn't quite worked himself up to novels yet, so now that he had a whole slew of free time on his hands he figured he might as well pick up appropriate reading material.

Leaning into his crutches and flipping a page, he watched a girl---young; younger than thirteen, probably---fret her way around the shop. She went from one longbox bin to another, obviously looking for something and not finding it.

"Hullo," Tom said, raising his voice and one hand in greeting. "Need some help?"

He didn't work there or anything, but she looked like she was working up a fair head of steam. Maybe he could help.

She looked up at a guy as he approached her, and she was about to go on a tirade, "How in the world can they not have the good comics here?"

She hadn't looked up to see the guy in crutches, or maybe if she recognized him. It had happened a few times since she'd gotten here, but not so much in person.

Anna sauntered in with her child Archer in tow and close to her, and started to look... for...

"The Goddamn Batman is so sneaky you can't see his comics, apparently," she said.

She went over to the RPG section. "Dogs In The Vineyard, Polaris, A Rose For Mara, Sorcerer, Spirit of the Century... no D&D or World of Darkness? Seriously? Derek would be so disappointed."

She'd heard someone talk about Batman, and she poked her head up-though even then she couldn't see the person.

"A bit too Sneaky, All Star is a piece of shit, anyway. It shouldn't be sold out..."

The woman had already moved over to the rpgs, which Mindy wasn't into anyway. There was no time and she had no people to work with, and that was just a bit too nerdy for her. Maybe Kick-Ass would like those, but even that seemed a bit far-fetched.

Anna rolls her eyes and responds to the snark with her own. "Yeah, seriously. If the fan hadn't hit the deep shit back home I'd have grown out of it."

Mindy blinked, as she looked through all the comics.

"Not even Deadpool. What is this shit?"

If there was anything Rui disliked about America, it was definitely the manga. First of all, it was translated - badly. Each new volume came out sporadically and they always had those stupid warnings at the back telling you which end of the book to start at, because Americans were completely backwards and too stupid to realise how things worked.

And? The Shounen Jump only came once a month, instead of weekly. And it was translated. It sucked. Plus it seemed to be much thinner than the volumes back in Japan, though he was going to pin that down to there being shounen heroes running around the City.

The book store wasn't one that he frequented, but he'd thought he'd give it a shot anyways. He looked around for a manga section as he walked, and with his eyes on the bookshelves he didn't see the girl fast enough to avoid bumping into her.

She'd been hit with a thump as the guy bumped into her. Mindy was short-as most ten year olds are-so people sometimes bumped into her anyway. She had stumbled a bit, but not too much.

"Hey, watch where you're going," she said, a bit irritated. It was more at the comics than it was at the guy. This place was so frustrating.

"You watch it," Rui shot back distractedly in heavily accented English, even as he found the section he was looking for above the girl's head - the whole two and a half shelves of it.

"Oh come on," he muttered in Japanese, looking for anything that wasn't a ridiculous shoujo manga. If their eyes got any bigger they'd swallow up the whole freaking face. He scowled and sighed at the lack of selection. "This place is useless." It was said in English this time; maybe an employee would overhear and get the damn hint.

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"It sure is," she muttered. Anime fans. Manga didn't really interest her. The plots got a bit too out there. Not that comics were any better, but some things she'd found were a little plausible since she'd lived them. Anime, not so much.

Pokey had exhausted his current stock of reading material: history books, philosophy, all the standards kids usually read for fun. Something he hadn't tried in this universe, however, had been there comic books. He enjoyed comics like any twelve year old boy would, though he tended to want to get familiar with what he considered the more important aspects of a culture before indulging in entertainment. Still, he had to admit it, he enjoyed it when he got the entertainment part.

He didn't think much of the blond girl at first, despite how intensely she seemed to be inspecting the comic rack. Still, he had to admit there was something familiar about her face, but it was a big city. That didn't mean anything. And she apparently had a great interest in comics, so she would probably be a good source to ask recommendations from.

Clearing his throat a little, he asked, "So....what's good here?"

She was looking through them all carefully, and she had caught a glance of the kid out of the corner of her eye.

Oh right, it's the kid who's made an offer with him. But she couldn't give herself away. Didn't matter if they were going to work together.

"Nothing. Seriously. This is the worst comic store ever. It doesn't even have the staples."

She looked to the independent comics. There had to be something interesting.

His eyes widen at that. He recognizes the voice now but...no way. Her hair is a totally different color. Unless she's wearing a wig, but that'd be crazy. Like her. ...Okay, it's her. Just act like it's someone else, because she's probably going to beat the crap out of you if you blow her cover.

"S-standsrds?" He stammers out. He clearly doesn't know what she means.

She noticed sudden fear and raised an eyebrow. Well. He already knew who she was.

"Standards? No. Staples. Batman is a staple. Watchmen is a staple. Actually, no. Anything by Alan Moore is a staple."

She picked up a comic-Kabuki-"This is pretty, but it's also very obscure."

As quickly as the fear came, it was gone and replaced with confusion. "Alan Moore? Like, he's more Alan or something? Sorry, I'm not very familiar with the comic books here."

Or anywhere, aside from Eagleland, really. And he had forgotten a lot about those in the hundreds of years he'd been screwing around space-time.

She gave him this blank stare for a moment, "Alan Moore. He's possibly one of the greatest comic authors ever."

She smiled as she looked through the books. V for Vendetta had to be here somewhere. "And he's batshit crazy awesome. Seriously."

He shrugged weakly. "Never heard of him. Then again, I don't read comics that often."

He simply stared at her for a moment. When he finally spoke again, he was clearly amused, "Jeez, you're really into this crap, aren't you?" He'd kind of think she'd get bored of it, or not see it as much of a means of escape, considering she was a superhero, after all.