You know, I don't really remember what year the breach was supposed to be in, but I was a kid, back when Prohibition was still on the books. Kinda weird to live through it again as an adult, considerin' three year olds who just moved to New York from middle of no where Indiana usually don't pay all that much attention to that kinda thing.

What are the odds we'll stop over that way, any time soon? Not that Redemption wasn't nice and all, but I haven't been home in two years and it kinda sounds like things are pretty different now. [Since you know. Most of you are from way past 1945.]

[Private to Natasha]

[... So this is awkward. It was easy enough to shake off having been in a failed relationship with her as teenagers at a magic school, but being married and in love and all that was... weird. And he hasn't really known what to say about it since it happened, so when he does finally decide to send her a message, it's something short and hopefully not really acknowledging the not sure how feel about the whole thing.]

You're not actually related to those Romanovs, are you?

[Private to Ben]

How're you holding up, kid?

[ooc: Pretend this got posted closer to the beginning of the week before school ate me. >>]