[ let's get one thing perfectly clear before we begin: kimberly hart is not happy. it's one thing to find yourself suddenly capable of leaping tall buildings in a single bound or punching the literal lights out of your neighborhood junction box, but another thing entirely to find yourself teleported to no man's land with no opportunity to go home again.

or, rather, no opportunity that she can figure out on her own. she's sure that if billy were here, he might have the book smarts to devise a rocket ship from the rubble, but science has never been kimberly's niche. not that what counted as a welcoming committee was really paying attention to any of that when she tried to explain just how silly it was to trap a former cheerleader in space for five plus years.

so here she was... climbing into a truck and holding tight to her power coin in her pocket. would her armor work here? would she be able to morph, all alone in space without jason or trini or even zack's sarcasm and billy's quiet sincerity? she'd have to try.

she just needs to get up the courage to do it. standing on new ground, facing the seemingly endless void of the tunnels, kimberly takes a breath. now or never. ]

Oh, screw this, it can't be any worse than the putties.

FRIENDR

Kimberly Hart

AGE: 18
INTERESTED IN: Any
SEEKING: Friendship
ABOUT ME: There's probably not Netflix in space, but I'm always down to chill.