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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[curriculum_fictae]

[ Oh, Jonah. Algric is more focused on watching him now, poor thing. Come bury your face in Algric's jumper. ]

That bad, huh.

[eyediot]

[Muffled:] IT'S BADLY MADE AT EVERY DECISION.

[curriculum_fictae]

Nearly artistic in a strange way, yes?

[eyediot]

Not even that.

[There is a scrawny archivist using Algric's whole body as refuge from this bad movie.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ God, Jon. He just shakes his head and keeps watching.

Though ... at some point, he detaches gently from Jonah. And slowly slips out of his jumper. ]

[eyediot]

[He isn't really paying much attention, just an occasional situational change update from the Eye and that he needs to readjust. But nothing prying. But the end of this schlock, Jonah is just half laying on him watching the climax, commenting quietly how ridiculous it is they even HAD two traps that Raoul could get out of so fast.]

How is he even supposed to hang him like that.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric gladly lets Jonah lie on him once the jumper is off. Neither of them are warm, exactly, but he still overheats a bit if he has the jumper on. He just gently pets Jonah's hair, laughing quietly. ]

It's a movie? It's a musical movie, even less realistic.

[eyediot]

But even then you have the realm of believability to deal with, the in universe rules and mechanics to follow--

[He sighs resting his head against him. And there is something different there.. Oh.

Hm.

Best not to call attention to it.]

Doesn't help the camera work is rubbish.

[curriculum_fictae]

Mm, it is true. I can barely tell what's going on. That's not right for a musical.

[ He keeps petting Jonah's head, letting his eyelids droop. ]

[eyediot]

[He can hear that exhaustion in Algric's voice. A moment later, Jonah twists his head up to watch his face, then shifts to kiss the corner of his lips so gently.]

No that isn't right for a musical...

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Oh? Oh. That wakes him up. He flushes instantly, looking down at Jonah. ]

S-so it's just bad all the way through, huh?

[eyediot]

[He smiles a bit at that.]

Christine's costumes aren't the absolute worst, at least. And Wilson may be my favorite Raoul.

[He's unsettled on Minnie Driver though.]

[curriculum_fictae]

Ah, well. We'll have to find a different recording sometime for comparison.

[eyediot]

We will.

Getting tired then?

[Don't mind him just. Resting his chin on that bare hairy chest smiling.]

[curriculum_fictae]

Little bit. Been - been a long day, despite not doing anything.

[ His back is very firmly against the bed and out of sight. But. Doing this much is a huge sign of trust. ]

[eyediot]

Mm. It's been a long few months with everything. Makes sense the exhaustion catches up on a day nothing is happening.

[It's so much trust. And he won't squander it.]

If you need to sleep, sleep. I'll be up a while longer.

[all seeing eye keeping him awake and everything.]

[curriculum_fictae]

... Are you sure? I don't want to leave you alone.

[eyediot]

I'll be all right, Martin. You're right here, I won't be alone.

[curriculum_fictae]

Right. I'm not going anywhere.

[ That's as much a promise as it is a statement. Now that he's been seen ... is it really so bad? ]

[eyediot]

[Is it? Seen and trusted, only received with support and understanding.

Jonah moves, both hands on either side of Algric, to get himself level with him and kiss him properly.]

And I'll be here when you wake up.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric returns the kiss gladly, even sitting up a little to meet him. ]

Promise?

[eyediot]

I promise.

[This man keeps finding new ways to make him soft every day it feels like.]

And if it gets too cold, I've got the electric blanket for you.

[curriculum_fictae]

Oh. R-right, yes. Should I move?

[eyediot]

Nope. You are perfectly fine where you are.

[curriculum_fictae]

Okay, okay, just. Get the blanket if I do get too cold.