that one time travel psl

[eyediot]

sad bad end s5 jon and tim on a monster road trip



[Algric had given the trio a fair warning of what was happening. Not the specific details of what he was coming from, but he was from a little further along Algric's timeline, and came through Hilltop Road. Never pleasant, but he's here now. IT took a few days of settling, readjusting, and putting some firm self-imposed boundaries on himself before Jon felt comfortable enough to see the others.

After a few minutes of surprise and staring, Jon ends up sitting alone with Tim for a few minutes; the others having some things to take care of themselves. He sits there, fiddling a bit with his fingers, trying not to be self conscious. He can't do anything about the myriad of different, newer scars, nor about his black sclera or so many other things about himself now.

But god... Tim. Alive and not shouting at him right this second. How novel.]

Tim... I.. [Where does he even start.]

Comments

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Ah. That. Was unpleasant. Algric just sort of sits, dimly horrified?

But ... well, this is life now. ]

How d'you feel?

[eyediot]

[He sees Algric's expression and... Well. He feels a bit sheepish about it. At least the red in his own eyes subsided a bit as he climbs under the blankets.]

Refreshed? The edge is off, at least.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Look, that's good. He'll take it. He stays on the outside, still close. ]

Good. I am - I am very glad of that.

[eyediot]

...It bothered you, didn't it?

[curriculum_fictae]

W-well, yes. Of course it did. That's sort of the point, right?

[eyediot]

No, i-it isn't.

[His bad hand rests on Algric's leg.]

The point is... That it was horrible for them, and. [Sigh.] Feeds me. Not for it to make anyone else uncomfortable.

[Yeah, he's just gonna have his statements in the bathroom or something when everyone's asleep from now on.]

[curriculum_fictae]

W-well yes, that's. What I meant, I guess, just.

[ He sighs. ]

If it helps you, I don't. Mind staying. But I know how you like to be private.

[eyediot]

I...do like to be private.

[He eventually heard the conversation with Elias and Basira. "A man's eating habits", god. That is what it is, isn't it?]

If you want to stay, I won't stop you, but. They aren't all that nice.

["Nice". Like that was the nicest one.]

[curriculum_fictae]

Oh, I. I know. I read statements while you were in America, remember?

[eyediot]

I.. I remember.

...Why do you want to be here for them?

[curriculum_fictae]

Because - because. You said Elias tricked you, right? Once you started reading, you couldn't stop.

[eyediot]

[Jonah watches him as something shifts in his eyes. Recognition, then fear. His heart rate is spiking laying there next to him.]

...You really think he'd have a second one stashed in all this.

[curriculum_fictae]

I - I think it's possible. And that me sitting in the room with you is such a small thing against the world possibly ending.

[eyediot]

It's not.

[That has Jonah up and moving again, back to the small pile of statements he'd had with him and. Clears his throat before moving back to Algric.]

You could look over them? Just- You read the, the one before. You'd know what to look for.

[curriculum_fictae]

... Are you sure that will be enough?

[eyediot]

It's... I think so? A bit like checking someone's food for allergies.

[There's the hint of a nervous laugh there, trying to make light of something that very truly scares him.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric brightens a little, though not much. ]

R-right, right. Okay. I'll try that next time.

[eyediot]

Thank you. [He sounds so relieved and grateful. He hadn't even considered letting one of them look the statements over first. Was just... not even thinking.]

Plus side, if it's clean, that means you don't have to be with me either. Sooo... win-win?

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric is here to remind you of stuff like that, okay. ]

R-right, yeah. I - I guess so. You get your privacy again.

[eyediot]

[He visibly winces at that; just having it called out.]

Sorry.

[curriculum_fictae]

... What's to be sorry about?

[eyediot]

You just... seemed really. Gung-ho about staying in here while I read them. I-is all.

[curriculum_fictae]

I - look. Don't get me wrong. I don't - I don't like listening to them. Not at all.

But it's important.

[eyediot]

Yes... [Welp he sounds a little defeated.] Yes it is.

...Thank you. F-for caring. [He's trying to get better at not brooding; Helen commented on it enough before he came through the rift.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Jonah, you loveable idiot. ]

Of course I care, Jon. I love you.