[A dripping wet teenager emerges from the fountain, clutching the video. The feathers on the headband are drooping and his hair is plastered about his face but he seems more concerned about the red cape which he is trying to wring out with one hand.]

Hi whoever is out there. I'm Billy. Please tell me you missed that dramatic entrance via the fountain, because I'd like to go back and do it again with some added sparkles and billowing cape rather than drowned hobbit look. I'm not short enough to be a hobbit honestly!

[There is a pause in the babbling as he looks around.]

Okay, so this doesn't look like home, or Asgard...please tell me this is place that's heard of the Young Avengers? Or at least of a guy called Teddy, he's blonde and got really cool earrings.

Failing that the Avengers?

[This face is very hopeful because he can't picture a world without them. And if he has managed to land in a different world which would be really cool, he'd rather not do it alone.]

[Clad in his uniform (which is wet now), Raikov appears on the video feed looking rather annoyed. Some of his hair is plastered to his cheeks and is still dripping from the fountain water]

... I spend one day back home and it's been a week here? Why the hell did I leave in the first place? Not that I'm complaining about returning to the Motherland...

I am complaining about where you decided to drop me off though, dear deities. This uniform is dry-clean only.

[He takes off his hat, frowning. That will be particularly difficult to wash...]

Hn. Dare I ask what I've missed during my absense?


[OOC: Unhiatus'd finally. Yaay, healthy again!]

[The screen flickers on with a close-up of a woman's shoulder as she fiddles with the phone for a while, occasionally making a quiet, frustrated sound. Eventually, it remains in place, hovering about five feet in the air. She takes a few steps back.]

This is Zatanna. If my name means anything to you, please contact me. [And softly, if not annoyed:] I suppose it would be too much to ask for anyone from the League to be present, wouldn't it?

[She clears her throat and raises a hand to her top hat, giving the brim a tilt.] To everyone else, I can only hope that it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. And that under the circumstances, I'd say some handsome gentleman should be kind enough to offer this stranded, lonely damsel a drink. [She leans in, toward the screen, like she intends to shut it off, but pauses short of it.] It's still a bit early, so just an Americano will do.

[Then she continues with her intended motion.]

 [ Bzzt, bzzt. The phone turns on to show a giant, hazel eyeball set way, way too close to the screen. There's a soft intake a breath, something close to the sound of 'Eureka!' before the view pulls back and shows the rest of whomever's holding it. The man looks rather plain -- almost nerdy, really -- and despite the situation he's all smiles. ]

Okay, so....Normally? I think I'd be pretty freaked out about this -- well, whatever's going on. Usually, New York's a lot more quiet than this when it comes to weirdness. [ He laughs, softly. ] But! It's been kind of a living disaster all over the place these last couple months, so I guess another bout of strange dimensional shenanigans isn't all that unexpected.

[ A beat. He looks around. ]

Though, the last time it happened...there were a lot more cheerleaders. [ There weren't. ] And, uh. I didn't get dragged much further than Queens, either. So...Anyone out there know who the Avengers are? ...Or the Fantastic Four? Anyone? [...] Anyone? [...] Bueller?