Building Bridges aka Glasnost in broken time

[havingprecision]

1978 Soviet Russia. It's a bit of a difference from his visit to Russia, but it's also eerily similar. Trade is done in barter versus money, strength is a resouce and his status as a Bratva Captian still means something to the men populating the area. As the video snaps on he's got a heavy jacket on, complete with the epaulets of a Soviet Captain, a couple of bottles of vodka and a bag filled with food.

"До Свидания, друзья!" A salute as he leaves, a call that is echoed by the other Russians in the camp, clearly entertained by the archer.

"Well I'll say one thing - not all of the locals are hostile if you know how to talk to them."

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[havingprecision]

We were both pronounced dead.

[ANYWAY. Enough about that.] So you know about the different Earths. What about here? Has someone given you the basics?

[commanderspecs]

Yes.

[Guess who's displeased.]

I'm a meta now because of the same thing that brought me here in the first place.

[havingprecision]

If it's any consolation, you aren't the only one. [At least as far as Oliver knows. Rory is the only one he knows for certain developed unexpected powers.

.. he has no idea about his own yet.]

You'd need to talk to the more science minded to try and get an explanation as to why.

[commanderspecs]

I'd like to think I'm science minded, Mr. Queen.

[havingprecision]

You might be, but I'm not. So it's going to fall to someone else to give you that sort of breakdown.

[commanderspecs]

The science makes sense; it's the entropic nature of it all that makes it baffling.

[havingprecision]

That I can't answer. All I can say is that others have called it some kind of time storm. Storms are often chaotic.

[commanderspecs]

Did you get powers when you came here as well?

[havingprecision]

Not that I'm aware of.

But I do know of at least one other who's developed abilities he doesn't remember from his own time.

[commanderspecs]

That's at least one other, then. Yours perhaps haven't surfaced. Mine was poked and prodded out of me by...well, by me.