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(Guess I'll just jump back in).
Flying through the reaches of space might seem strange, or even terrifying to some people, but to John the silence was kind of nice. Once you got past the loneliness, of course John was sick of people anyway. A hundred years alive, what did he have to show for it. Burned bridges, and a handful of acquaintances that he didn't know were alive or dead at this point. He knew where he was, the armored man may appear like a speck hurtling through the Thermosphere or Mesosphere. (John had never been good at the spheres), all he knew was he'd just passed a planet that he thought was Jupiter, and-. Oh no, he was getting close to Earth. John tried to right himself by moving around and blasting some solar energy behind him, but it wasn't to be. He bumped into an asteroid, making him flop around wildly as he bumped into more floating chunks of space rock. "Agh, ouch, ahh, shit" shouted the spaceman as he zoomed past a red planet he guessed was Mars. No, no, no. He knew which planet came next. Of course maybe he should be more worried about crashing into multiple asteroids, and slamming into the earth's crust, but John could most certainly survive the fall. Especially with the kinetic energy made by his previous misfortune. Then he flew past the moon, and a few minutes later into the Earth's atmosphere. Giving his ears the worst popping of their existence. He moved his arms beneath him and blasted off some energy to slow his fall. Which would come a few minutes later when he slammed into the ground creating a small crater and a tiny shockwave that he quickly got rid of by taking back in the energy. He hoped he hadn't landed on anything important. John slowly raised himself up and inspected his body, and armor. No broken bones, and no cracks in the armor, that was fortunate. Now he just needed somewhere to lay low for a bit. Which seemed impossible due to the fact that he'd fallen into a populated area with an audience. John sighed.
 
(Guess I'll just jump back in).
Flying through the reaches of space might seem strange, or even terrifying to some people, but to John the silence was kind of nice. Once you got past the loneliness, of course John was sick of people anyway. A hundred years alive, what did he have to show for it. Burned bridges, and a handful of acquaintances that he didn't know were alive or dead at this point. He knew where he was, the armored man may appear like a speck hurtling through the Thermosphere or Mesosphere. (John had never been good at the spheres), all he knew was he'd just passed a planet that he thought was Jupiter, and-. Oh no, he was getting close to Earth. John tried to right himself by moving around and blasting some solar energy behind him, but it wasn't to be. He bumped into an asteroid, making him flop around wildly as he bumped into more floating chunks of space rock. "Agh, ouch, ahh, shit" shouted the spaceman as he zoomed past a red planet he guessed was Mars. No, no, no. He knew which planet came next. Of course maybe he should be more worried about crashing into multiple asteroids, and slamming into the earth's crust, but John could most certainly survive the fall. Especially with the kinetic energy made by his previous misfortune. Then he flew past the moon, and a few minutes later into the Earth's atmosphere. Giving his ears the worst popping of their existence. He moved his arms beneath him and blasted off some energy to slow his fall. Which would come a few minutes later when he slammed into the ground creating a small crater and a tiny shockwave that he quickly got rid of by taking back in the energy. He hoped he hadn't landed on anything important. John slowly raised himself up and inspected his body, and armor. No broken bones, and no cracks in the armor, that was fortunate. Now he just needed somewhere to lay low for a bit. Which seemed impossible due to the fact that he'd fallen into a populated area with an audience. John sighed.
There was a crowd of people around. Looking at him.
 
There was a crowd of people around. Looking at him.
John raised his arms. "Nothing to see here folks" he said. Before turning around to walk away, half heartedly hoping that was the most he'd have to deal with people. No more connections made, would mean no more being let down, or letting people down.
 
John raised his arms. "Nothing to see here folks" he said. Before turning around to walk away, half heartedly hoping that was the most he'd have to deal with people. No more connections made, would mean no more being let down, or letting people down.
They walked away, use to seeing crazy stuff
 
They walked away, use to seeing crazy stuff
John's armored head swiveled around and seeing them leave nodded. Good now he just needed a quiet spot to hide out until whatever other experience brought him out. Some extra energy might also be nice. He just needed to find something to take from.
 

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