All over the place. Ended up in Wyoming for a few years. Still don't know where I'll land.

[Ellie pulls her hands back from the bars as the two fighters crash into their side, right where Ellie's fingers were. She steps back, just barely manages to avoid getting hit with the blood spray. For a second the screaming of the crowd around them is too damn loud for them to speak.]

... but I guess I'm here right now. Not my first choice.

[He's like her- maybe not from the same place as her, the same time or even reality- but he's one of the Displaced.]

What about you?