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.]

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[eyediot]

I'm sure she'd love it.

[He remembers reading... One. One of the ones in the middle, he thinks. He liked it well enough. Jonah rests his cheek against Algric's hair.]

What about a boy?

[curriculum_fictae]

[ He closes his eyes for a moment, a smile softening his face. ]

Hm ... is Jon Junior too on the nose?

[eyediot]

I would worry about his inevitable bad luck.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric laughs at that. ]

Right then. Something a bit safer.

[ He looks a bit shy. ]

Maybe ... maybe Edmund? That seems like a nice name.

[eyediot]

[Sensing that bit of shyness, Jonah reaches to card fingers through Algric's hair, soothing gently.

There is something to be said about the name Edmund - traitor brother turned firm believer and first forgiven. Hm.]

It's a good name. Like that one.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Look. It's maybe the less nice of the two options, but Algric is the last person to suggest naming his son Peter.

Besides, Algric always liked Edmund best, anyway. ]

Good, I'm. I'm glad. And I thought - well, Eddie and Dory seems cute, right?

[eyediot]

[Yeah, Jon wasn't about to suggest it.

He nods along] Yeah, they're-- They're cute.

[A beat.

And then he's grinning, trying not to laugh.]

Eddie Diggly or Dory Diggly? M-middle name.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric's eyes go wide at that, then he flushes bright red. ]

Not - oh god, I wasn't. Wasn't thinking about that. That's terrible.

[eyediot]

It's adorable.

[curriculum_fictae]

I-I can't do that to my hypothetical kids!

[eyediot]

Guess you have to pick a different last name, then.

[curriculum_fictae]

I - I guess I will, then.

Dory and Eddie Sims seem quite nice.

[eyediot]

[SHIT HE GOT PLAYED.

Jonah takes in a sharp breath and holds it. That was... not what he expected. Too distracted at how cute those names could have been.]

You- You think so?

[curriculum_fictae]

Oh yes, Jon. I definitely think so.

[eyediot]

[Hopefully Algric doesn't look up to see how absolutely embarrassingly deep his face is blushing.]

I think-- You were one- The one to, um. Say we should. Slow? Take that slow.

[Except tripping over his words does not help hide it.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Awww. That's adorable. ]

It's all hypothetical anyway.

[eyediot]

[Listen he's easy to throw off and fluster if you know the right specific buttons.]

Right. Right, yes. I-it is.

[curriculum_fictae]

So - so don't worry about it too much. I can't imagine actually adopting a kid right now anyway.

[eyediot]

Right...

[Another soft kiss to Algric's hair. At the very least, it sounds like Algric's maybe not given up on that dream so fast. He... kind of likes knowing Algric's hopes.]

Too many things happening first.

[curriculum_fictae]

Exactly. So - you know, maybe that first.

[ He doesn't think it will ever be peaceful enough. But it's nice to dream, right? ]

[eyediot]

I think so.

[With all that, the mood a little better, Jonah moves so he can tilt Algric's head up to kiss him sweetly.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric gladly meets him, kissing him in return. ]

[eyediot]

[It's nice. The afternoon and evening are nice, sitting and laying with Algric, catching up on some things with the others and enjoying companionable silence when there's nothing to talk about.

Jonah doesn't really sleep though, not with the hunger gnawing at him. His eyes hurt and that slow broiling anger is still simmering with Algric asleep next to him. He watches his partner, thinking about that hint of hurt before and makes a decision. A quick brain search and he Knows where to go.

Middle of the night, he sneaks out, quiet as he can. He's going hunting, but it isn't the mindless, hunger-driven kind of hunt Algric had to intervention for in their timeline. This is a single minded, targeted hunt.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric even found a book and just read next to Jonah for a while, just. Relaxing as best he can, enjoying the day. Eventually he'd settled into bed next to Jonah. It's not as deep as normal, though; the ice is chilly but it doesn't freeze him in place. As such, when Jonah gets up ...

Algric wakes up shortly after, realising that Jonah is gone. And - oh god, where is he? He hurries out of the house as quickly as he dares, pausing only long enough to grab a jacket before heading out into the night.

He thinks he can still sense that hint of loneliness ahead of him somewhere. Like a trail of smoke leading him on. ]

[eyediot]

[It's easy to spot, isn't it? A lonely Avatar of the Eye, wandering the streets. This is something only he'll do. Jon could never.

The pubs are still open, though everyone is beginning to trail out at last call. He knows which one to watch. Unfortunately, he's focused. Otherwise he might notice someone following him.]