Disclaimer: None of the X-Men are mine, much as I may wish they were at times.

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I sat in front of my computer, listening to Metallica. Dressed in a black tank top and black jeans, with combat boots. Not my usual attire, but I had been very restless the past few days. I yawned, and stared. My computer screen was blank, no one was on-line tonight.

I growled. "Damn it!" I turned up the volume on my music, and grabbed an oreo from the package sitting on top of my computer.

The screen blinked at me. Someone was in the chat room.

LadyRimaRegen: Hel-lo! Who's there?
RedeyedDemonchild: 'Ello.

I grinned. This could be fun.

LadyRimaRegen: So, where are you?
RedeyedDemonchild: New York.
LadyRimaRegen: Where in New York?
RedeyedDemonchild: Near NYC.
LadyRimaRegen: Ever role-play?
RedeyedDemonchild: Non.
LadyRimaRegen: then I'll have to teach you how. =)
RedeyedDemonchild: OK.
LadyRimaRegen: Oh, have you ever read any of the X-Men comics? Or seen the movies?
RedeyedDemonchild: No' exactly.
LadyRimaRegen: Tsk, tsk. Poor baby. I like doing X-Men RPG's.
RedeyedDemonchild: RPG's?
LadyRimaRegen: Role Play Games. I so wish it were more than just a game, though. It would be so cool to meet the X-Men, especially Gambit. He has the most gorgeous eyes, and that accent of his. Mrouw!
RedeyedDemonchild: Que? What would you do if you could meet them?

I frowned at my computer screen. What was this person trying?

LadyRima Regen: What do you mean?
RedeyedDemonchild: Jus' curious. What would you do if you could meet the X-Men.
LadyRimaRegen: I don't know. I guess I never will, since they don't exist in this universe. Pity. Why do you ask, anyway?
RedeyedDemonchild: I used to wish something similar. That this wasn't the only reality.
LadyRimaRegen: It's not. Anything written, if it's believed enough, or the writer has a strong enough imagination, creates another universe, another reality. Have you ever read Heinlein?
RedeyedDemonchild: Non.
LadyRimaRegen: Ooh. Na' goo'. Well, Heinlein had this "world as myth" theory that says esensially what I did earlier, that writers can create alternate realities. And of course the multiverse.
RedeyedDemonchild: Interesting.
LadyRimaRegen: I've always wondered what would happen if two realities collided. Become one reality. And I've been trying to find a way to get between realities. Haven't found it yet. Who knows. I will find it eventually, though.

I stared. What the hell was going on? I never had told this to anyone except my family and very close friends. Now here I was, spilling it out to a complete stranger. Was I out of my mind?

RedeyedDemonchild: Maybe, cher. I'd like to see it when you do.
LadyRimaRegen: Oh? Would you?
RedeyedDemonchild: Sorry, cher. Didn't mean to upset you.
LadyRimaRegen: Don' worry about it. 'Sall right.
RedeyedDemonchild: If you say so, cher.
LadyRimaRegen: You are a flirt, you know that?
RedeyedDemonchild: An' if I am?
LadyRimaRegen: I don't know.
RedeyedDemonchild: What yo' name, cher?
LadyRimaRegen: Kianetri.
RedeyedDemonchild: Lovely name, cher. Not half so beautiful as you, cher.
LadyRimaRegen: I'm not beautiful.
RedeyedDemonchild: Remy t'ink yo are.
LadyRimaRegen: ((OOC. Are you sure you've never read the X-Men comics? Oh, and ooc means out of character.)) Flatterer.
RedeyedDemonchild: ((OOC. Oh. Remy never need to read X-Men comics for that description. His eyes like that.))

I was sure my eyes were going to come out of my head, or my jaw was going to come unhinged. I just wasn't sure which would happen first. He couldn't be. I shook my head. Not possible. Then I grinned. If this was real, I was going to be the envy of my friends.

LadyRimaRegen: ((OOC. Just to ask a quick question. Why did you come into this chat room?))
RedeyedDemonchild: ((OOC. 'Cause Remy know Rima. I t'ought yo' was 'er.))
LadyRimaRegen: Not exactly. I created her for my RPG's. And a fanfic. Oh, and so that I can be certain you really do know what you're talking about, and haven't just read my fanfic, how old is Rima?
RedeyedDemonchild: Remy don' know.
LadyRimaRegen: Not this life.
RedeyedDemonchild: Old as Memory. She is memory, Remy know. She made Chuck forget her phone number, something about never letting him talk her into helping another pig-headed male again, especially him.
LadyRimaRegen: She did? Finally. I was wondering when she'd do that. You really are who you said you are.
RedeyedDemonchild has left...

I growled. "No you didn't!" The computer screen belied my statement. "Damn you! Get back in here!" The screen remained mockingly blank. I slammed a fist into the keyboard, leaving a stream of characters across the screen. "No! Damn him! Just as I was getting into the conversation, too." I disconnected from the net, and shut the computer off. This was just a bad day.