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Sam was, really, not as perturbed by suddenly being transported to another world as he probably should've been. While a new situation, he knew that he had to get to the nearest bar, or at least the nearest settlement that had doors.

A week after going from city to city and trying out doors, he's both a little depressed by the lack of success and even more depressed by the fact that everything seems to be wrecked, and the amount of alive people seems to be unnervingly small.

Then he started following the seagulls. The seagulls, obviously, would know what to do.

That's why there's somebody moving very fast towards the Cooper settlement, trailing golden light behind him. He stops when he reaches the front door, the little aura dissipating as he peers around. Maybe there will be people here. If not, he'll check out the big nearby city.

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"Pleasure to meet ye, Sam. Tis food an such inside if ye're 'ungry an free beds in the earth 'ouse."

"Food?" That got Sam's attention. "Food is good."

A pause. He may be trying to see if Will has anything good to steal - After all, both his parents are thieves. They made a good effort at instilling certain values in him.

Sadly not, Will's got a nice sword but that's not his and Sam would have a hard time getting it away from him.

Slowly Will stands up and heads towards the kitchen, pulling out some bread and cheese as he he hands Sam a beer,

"So where are ye from then, Sam?"

"Dantooine!" Brightly. "And sometimes a bar at the end of the universe. There are lots of explosions there." This is important. Explosions are always good."

Beat.

"Oh! Thanks for the ... ale? I think?"

"Ne'er 'eard o'either an ye're welcome."

The explosions comment gets a laugh from Will,

"Oh aye, they can be good. So is Dantooine a country or a city?"

Will gets a slightly shy smile. Sam isn't especially used to people liking him - Probably because he tends to steal their stuff.

"... Er, neither? 'S a planet. Big and farmy and very boring."

Will's kind of the same way and Sam's nice so far, "Planet, oh aye? Do yer family 'ave a farm them?"

"Not really. There's also the Jedi Enclave there. Most of my family are Jedi. Or thieves."

"Oh aye, na sure what a Jedi is but I'm an outlaw in my 'ome."

The bandage on his wrist gets a twist as Will drinks down his beer.

"Jedi are, er ..." He's drawing a blank. "People who go and help other people with special powers. But no giant robots." Slightly dejectedly. The lack of giant robots always makes Sam sad.

Pause.

"I should build one!"

"Aye, like the mutants in Val an Marley's world then, but also bit like 'ow Knights are supposed to be. What's a robot?"

Kate was walking around, but Will's mention of mutants and then robots had her come over.

"Something that's built to duplicate actions of something living. Like a machine," she said as she nodded, "Hi Will, and hello, are you new?"

"Yeah. A giant robot would be something like that on a massive scale." Sam grins. "With rocket launchers and laser cannons. Oh, hey! Yeah, I'm new. Just arrived here a moment ago."

Will blinks quite a lot at that idea and has some more beer,

"Oh aye, sounds terrifyin', ye wish for a beer, Kate? Also makin' some sandwiches."

Kate started to say she was too young, but then just shook her head instead, "No, thank you. Sandwich sounds like a good idea though, thank you."

She then offered her hand to Sam, "I'm Kate Bishop." No point in using her new identity when she's in another world all together.

"Sam Rand." Shaking her hand. "Nice to meet you."

Will is making grilled cheese sandwiches since so far its one things he's mastered quite well,

"Ye said yer parents were also thieves, Sam, much call for that on Dantooine?"

"Same here," she smiled.

"Nah. But on the Outer Rim there is. A lot of oppressed planets out there." Sam says. "So when I'm not training, I sometimes go and deliver food."

He keeps the shiny objects for himself.

"Aye, sounds bit what I do in Nottingham, call us outlaws for makin' sure those who need it 'ave food an such. Are ye trainin' to be a Jedi then? Kate 'ere's a 'ero too, fightin' the good fight in 'er world."

Kate found herself smiling slightly more shy at Will's praised statement.

"I try. Though I've actually done that too, giving food to those who most need it? Even before I decided to be a superhero, I was helping charity organizations. I would work in the soup kitchens to make sure those who didn't have enough were able to get a good meal, and nourishment into them. I'd also worked with the women's shelters."

Thoughtfully: "I do like soup." That may be the only part that actually registered with him. Or at least the most important part. "Are you from a planet with a lot of poverty then?"

"Seems to be quite common, na one's world is easy."

The pile of sandwiches is starting to wobble slightly so Will stops and offers them first to Kate.

Kate nodded, "I am. Many countries are struggling with famine, disease, hunger, war, all of it because they are very poor, and live in harsh places of the world in many cases. They have nowhere else they can go."

She added, "My country of America's more prosperous, and we have programs to help the poor. But it's not enough, and many are just swept aside and ignored, either most people not wanting to face there is a problem, or think that such people brought it upon themselves." Flickers of anger in her blue eyes on the last sentence.

"There are alot of poor people here. Not here, but in this world. I saw them while I was travelling around - They've sort of lost everything because of whatever happened here." Sam frowns. A little more cheerfully: "Sometimes they try to shoot me."