"Excellet!" Reeds clasped his hands together excitedly, "Unfortunately it only works while you're standing on that platform. Anything on there is tuned into our frequency"

She pouted, "So I'm gonna be stuck on a platform forever?" She asked, not liking the sound of that.

"No, you aren't trapped" Reeds corrected, "Merely for now, if you wish to communicate, you should stay put" he turned to some of his devices, "Now we can discuss what is happening. My readings from Genosha show no life signs. What's happening?"

Ciara nodded, sitting down on the platform. "Oh, we're all there alright... Apparently one of us has been stuck in this dimension for 2 years and thinks we'd all be safer here... He has complete control in this dimension even the power to take away people's powers. But we don't grow tired or hungry so the fact we can't interact with object isn't too bad...

But if let's say an earth quake hit Genosha and the buildings collapsed. People would be trapped, unable to save those they love. I was pushed around by several people on the way here... I hate to see what a falling building does to us in this dimension.." She explained.

"Well..." Reeds pondered for a few minutes, "Lets see. It would take some time and effort to recreate this disk effect beneath all of Genosha. Not to mention the incredible power source required. It's not much of an option, we'd be better off trying to find a way to permanently change your state back to normal. We need a way of pulling you from one frequency to another and then keeping you there."

She nodded, "Like a portal or something. My only concern is that if we pull everyone back into this dimension, that man's just gonna pull us all back in again.."

"Hmm... not unless I can permanently afix your molecules at the proper frequency. In that case, he will be helpless against you." Reeds grinned, "Now, I don't believe I can just alter your molecules as is, but a device that you could wear would suffice long enough for you to confront him."

Ciara grinned, "I do like that idea... Pietro, do you think you could... um, stay and keep me company for a bit?" She asked, looking down as she asked.

Pietro had his arms crossed as he leaned back against one of the mirrored walls. He looked over as his name was spoken, "hm? uhh... I dunno. I got places to be and... stuff..." he glanced away again hesitantly, "I guess I could spare an hour or two though."

"Excellent, I have much work to do" Reeds smiled and went off to his work station, "Try not to interrupt me if you can"

She was glad he would stay a bit longer. It meant a lot to her. She nodded, "I'll try my best." She patted the spot beside her. "I guess it's been what? A month and a half since we last talked. Tell me all about your adventures around the world." She asked, actually very curious how he'd been doing. Trying to start a conversation.

((It'd be super funny, if Pietro knew exactly how much time had gone by down to the min. Ciara also doesn't want to talk about her last month and a half so I thnk Pietro should ask :p))

"fourty-eight days, seven hours and twelve minutes actually" Pietro replied as he sat next to her, "I've been to every country in Europe, the surrounding coastline of Africa, through the rain forests of Brazil, spent a little time in the hot-springs of Eastern Japan, raced a few sled dogs in the Yukon. Touched the exact North and South poles-that was probably one of my worse ideas. Cold makes it damn hard to run as fast. I climbed Mount Everest all the same, a bit easier actually. Checked out Pompei and the volcano, the Sahara Desert is really boring. Don't eat the street food in India by the way, and always check the bottled water you're sold to make sure the seal hasn't been broken. Also gotta be careful with the food in Mexico, although damn do those guys know how to party. Did you know not all chicks in Russia are super hot babes? I actually had to run around a whole three seconds before I anyone doable. They've got some weird food to. Greenland is surprisingly not so green, and Iceland is surprisingly not so icy. Why don't they switch the names? It'd save a lot of confusion. China's really crowded so I didn't stay long-oh but if you get a chance to try French Toast in France, it's the greatest thing ever." He said it all in one breath before actually turning to face her, "What've you been up to?"

Ciara rested her head on her knees and listened, a small smile on her face. He surely wasn't wasting any time. But it did take her back a bit to know that he knew the exact amount of time that had gone by since their last conversation. "They named it Ice Land so Settlers won't go thinking it was cold all the time." She explained, then she realized he'd asked her what she'd been up to and her face turned grim.

"Gods what hasn't happened?... I was abducted shortly after we last talked, from my room of all places, by a Time Mutant named Max... who turns out to be the main reason there are so many terrible men in history. Because he was their right hand man... I haven't told anyone this but he tortured me. Made me see things that I can never unsee... Ancient battle fields, a massacred castle..." She pulled her legs closer to herself and shivered at the thought of it. "He even threatened me with sending me off to a WWII Germany, in one of those terrible camps... It was then I cracked. After viewing Papa's memories, I couldn't face that... not again. Then I was stabbed. Horatio's mom who's also Logan's wife showed up. Max had pulled her out of her time to tempt Horatio with... I saw Horatio died in my arms. I broke up with Logan. I couldn't do it anymore. Gotham changed me. I couldn't look at him the same way.

I went to Atlantis, got serious burns and injuries from a missile explosion, somehow DIDN'T drown. Spent pretty much a month being nursed back to health. Then I returned to Genosha, got scared out of my mind not knowing what was going on, got pulled into an alternate dimension by a man who won't listen. Spent 10 days trying to get to America while not being crushed or run over by people, doors and vehicles. The Luggage compartment on a plane is NOT recommended by the way. Spent forever being pushed by people in Manhattan and then you showed up," She looked at him as she finished. feeling pretty crappy. The last Forty-Eight Days, Seven Hours and twelve minutes had been horrible.

"And a good chunk of the dresses you made me were destroyed in the process..." She mentioned as she was still wearing Atlantian dress. She sighed, "Guess I had a bit of bad charma added up huh?"

Pietro stared at her, for several minutes he didn't say a thing and then he just hugged her. "... no" he replied quietly, "not that much bad karma..."

((I think Ciara thinks doesn't realize Pietro likes likes her. I think she just assumes that he's just playing around with her. ><))

Ciara choked back a sob. His touch and quiet voice were what set the water works into motion. She'd been keeping this all bottled up for too long... Usually she'd call Kurt up and have a tub of ice-cream together or she'd sit down with Big Blue but she hadn't had the chance. Now she was clinging to the little speed demon, trying to get herself to calm down but it wasn't working.

She hugged him back, "I'm sorry...I-I can't seem to stop."

"It's alright" Pietro replied softly, "I know how you females need to cry sometimes" he smiled a little jokingly.

She couldn't help but let a chuckle out. "Oh do you?" That seemed to do the trick. "I'm sure you've had plenty of broken hearts along your world tour."

"So many beyond my count" Pietro sighed exaggeratedly, "I am now the guru of mending broken hearts. You may refer to me as Sensei Pietro, Master of the heart and all knowledgeable of female's inner emotional workings." he pressed the palms of his hands together as though in holy prayer, struggling to keep a straight face.

"Hehehehee. Oh great Sensei Pietro." She took hold of his hands, "Please teach me the ways of the heart." She said dramatically, also trying to keep a straight face and not laugh

"It all begins with the great gift giving of the-" he broke off and burst into laughter, "gift to the-hahahaha-the great Shaman-hehehe-gimme presents!"

Ciara burst out laughter as well, it was a good min before she was able speak. "I'll show you a present." She gave him a peck on the cheek before tickling him.

Pietro blushed and laughed, "AH! HAHAHA damnit! Stop! Stop stop! Noooo!" he squirmed as she tickled him.

She jumped him, "The best present I can give you... Tickles." She giggled, finally giving him a break after a min. "How was that present?" She stuck her tongue out playfully.

"Aaahhh, can't.... breeeaatthhheee" he gasped as he rolled over on the floor.

Ciara stopped as he escaped her grasp by rolling off the platform. She didn't want to leave the platform. She pouted, "Aww... No more present giving?" Her pout quickly turned to a grin and if she had been a cat, her tail would be flicking back and forth, as she was rather proud of herself at that moment.

Pietro jumped to his feet, "Aha! For that you shall pay dearly!" he proclaimed, "I will.... hmm... do something."