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]

Well - it might still be right? But -

[ A deep breath. ]

I don't think I'm bound to the Institute any more.

[kayakking]

I haven't had any yet-

What do you mean not bound to the Institute?

[curriculum_fictae]

I-I mean - it took you a couple weeks to feel bad, right? I haven't gotten that at all since coming here.

[kayakking]

Yeah.

... So. You're just, you know, free?

[curriculum_fictae]

I don't know about that. But - maybe changing timelines did it, yes.

[eyediot]

Just. One more thing to the pile of things I need to look into. There really should be a manual about these things before you join them.

[kayakking]

There probably is. Elias probably has extensive SOPs on this shit.

[curriculum_fictae]

Or they're Leitners.

[eyediot]

Or it's all buried somewhere in the 400 pages that none of us ever read.

[kayakking]

Wait. That actually exists? I thought it was, like, a workplace ghost story.

[curriculum_fictae]

You. You didn't read it?

[eyediot]

Did you?

[kayakking]

Fuck no. I love myself.

[Didn't even think they were real.]

[curriculum_fictae]

Y. Yes, I did. Of course I did! I didn't want to get fired!

[kayakking]

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Is anything like this in there? Because I REALLY would not put it past him.

[curriculum_fictae]

No.

[eyediot]

Genuinely surprised by that.

[kayakking]

Huh.

Ditto.

[curriculum_fictae]

It was horrifying in different ways, okay? Twenty pages on proper dress.

[eyediot]

..............................


Is there anything specific in that dress code.

[Not a compulsion, not a question. This is something Jon - Jonathan Sims - has been wondering about for years after seeing some of the Research staff coming in cut off pants but couldn't find anything solid to complain with.]

[curriculum_fictae]

Oh yes. Far too many specifics to recount. That's why I always wore the same thing every day.

I mean, that and being poor, but.

[kayakking]

God. Now I'm actually mad.


I bet there's actually a few I hadn't broken yet.

[eyediot]

I could've gotten the upper hand on Joshua.

[The absolute depths of petty frustration in that name. Mr "come to research work at an academic institute in jeans cut off to the knees and t-shirts". Ugh. Ugh.]

[kayakking]

[Oh my god.]





Was it the jean shorts?

[eyediot]

Yes, it was the jean shorts.