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]

No, it's nothing to apologize for. I'll come back to bed, just. Need a minute.

[Being released, Jonah starts shifting, moving one leg to get under him so he can move but the other he... doesn't move much at all. At least not until he's at the edge of the bed and he carefully moves it over to touch feet to the floor with an exhale. It's been a while since it's seized up like this. Another breath and he pushes himself up to stand, stretching a bit more and starts taking careful steps around the bed and back, just. Methodical and paced.]

Slept well?

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric sits up, watching Jonah with growing concern. Is he ... hurt? He hadn't thought it possible. ]

I - yes. No dreams. I seem to have fewer of them when we sleep in the same bed like that.

[eyediot]

[If he is, he sure isn't acting like it. But every few steps, his face pinches before he schools it back.]

Really. That's-- That's great, so. So what I'm hearing is sleep like this every night, then.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric's eyes watch Jon stagger about, deeply concerned. ]

W-well - yes, if you don't mind, but - Jon, what's wrong with your leg?

[eyediot]

[He glances over, seen, being seen for this weakness, and sighs as he reaches down to rub at the spot.]

It's... Fine. Just. Old injury from before the Unknowing.

[Before he died and awoke as The Archivist.]

Seizes up sometimes, just have to stretch it a bit.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric's eyes flick down to it and ... oh. It's familiar, isn't it? ]

Is that where Jane's worms got you?

[eyediot]

[His hand stills where it was rubbing. He didn't want to bring it up but...]

Yes. I mean, they got me all over, but. Yes.

[curriculum_fictae]

There especially. I - ah, got you with the corkscrew, didn't I?

[eyediot]

...Yeah.

[He exhales and sort of flops sitting back down next to him. That particular spot is still a circular scar, but different from the other worm scars. Enough to only be noticeable up close.]

I made it a lot worse than it should've been with all my running around afterward.

[curriculum_fictae]

And coming back to the office too soon, yeah?

[ He reaches over gently, touching the spot. ]

[eyediot]

...Yeah. And running around in the tunnels at night after everyone left work.

[curriculum_fictae]

...

You're such an idiot sometimes.

[eyediot]

I know. And yet...

[He's the one in bed with you, Algric, after snogging pretty intensely.]

[curriculum_fictae]

And yet, here we are.

[eyediot]

Here we are.

[It only bears repeating that Jonah is incredibly soft for this big, lonely man.]

Did you want more sleep?

[curriculum_fictae]

Mm, I'm all right. Slept plenty.

[ He would like to put an arm around Jon, though. ]

[eyediot]

You sure? Don't want to lay back down, laze about?

[He gets that sense, leaning forward to him but not quite close enough. Cheeky shit.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Rude, Jon. Entirely.

He sighs and drags Jon in close. ]

How about this instead?

[eyediot]

Oh this?

I think it could work. [Especially when Algric is the best pillow to lay nearly on top of.]

[curriculum_fictae]

If you say so.

[ Cuddling is happening now. ]

[eyediot]

I do say so.

[Mm, yep. Algric chest is the best pillow to rest his head on.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Indeed he is. He looks down at Jonah's leg, though, still worried. ]

I - I didn't think you could still be hurt, you know.

[eyediot]

[Meanwhile, he's not looking. Jonah closes his eyes and soaking in the softness of this whole situation.]

I don't think I can? Just... It never healed right. So I suppose it just lasts with me like this now.

[curriculum_fictae]

Things from before can - can persist like that?

[ He strokes Jon's hair gently. ]

[eyediot]

Maybe? I think so. I haven't... been able to fix the skin of my hand either.