who: the gang in the past.
what: exploring.
when: who knows.
where: ...
note: finish this in threads, please and thank you.


"At least we know we're still in New York?" Rahne said over her shoulder, looking back at the others. "Where we were at b'fore, musta been where th'parkin' structure was built in th'future...because this is most certainly th'past."

"Then we shouldn't do much...." She said, she'd never had anything to do with time space continuam crap, but right now it seemed a bad idea to muddle with the past, present, future, damnit she was confusing herself.

"Yeah. This area used to be part o'my beat when I was with the NYPD" Sean said, brusing any remaining crud off his clothing from landing in the alley earlier. "I know the area pretty well."

Emma glanced around her, at the cars going by, at the buildings, at the various shows being advertised on massive marquees. "I used to come here to see plays," she murmured quietly.

"Since you know the area, Sean," Jean started, "Do you have any idea of when it might be?" Areas changed over the years. Maybe he could pinpoint this.

Rahne looked back at Sean expectanly, because she sure as hell had no clue what was going on.

X was just standing around, and said, "I wouldn't know anything.... Might not have even been alive at that time.." She said, and it dawned on her.. What if she wasn't born yet? Could she stop the creation? No... No. She had a good life, she wasn't about to give it up.

He looked around, noting some movie posters and taking in the ambient sounds of the city- music, televisions on too loud, things like that. "I'd say either late seventies, early '80s" he concluded. "We should find a news stand."

Emma looked longingly at a bench, but kept her feet. "I had just left home," she said in a soft voice. "I was in Boston, trying to make my way..." She caught herself, and said, x "We should return to the mansion. We'll have more options at our disposal."