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that one time travel psl
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.]
[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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I'm really not sure if I like having a progress bar here.
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Mm, well. I'm grateful for it.
[ Then, more gently: ]
We ... should do something else instead this afternoon.
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Like what?
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I know what you're doing.
[But he smirks.] If that's something you really want to do, well. Who's to say I wouldn't have trouble finding him?
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[ He rubs at the back of his neck. ]
And I'm a bit peckish myself, so.
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[Lifts both Algric's hands to hold.]
We will check up on Tobias.
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Are you feeling better now, or...?
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[Laundry's gotta run, may as well.]
I can guide us.
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[ He offers Jonah a hand up. ]
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Gosh. Checking on Algric's ex after Jonah probably ruined his life. That should be interesting. The green fades back in for a few seconds while he turns the mental satnav on.]
I've got him. Let's go.
[Just has to grab his things on the way out and get shoes on. It isn't hard to track him leaving, freshly showered, from a fitness center. Of course he's that type. Eugh. He stops a block or so away with Algric.]
How d'you want to approach?
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He follows along with Jonah, quiet, setting up a light screen for them. Not enough for true invisibility, just enough for people not to care. Easy to do in a city like London. ]
I mean, we did an alley last time. Seemed to work out okay?
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[It did work well last time. He just isn't sure how to get him directed into an alley...]
I mean, we could certainly do that again.
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[ Wait, he has a different idea. ]
I'm going to disappear for a moment, all right? But I'll be back.
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[At least he has warning this time.]
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[ Warning is good, right? It's probably still uncomfortable to be left alone this abruptly, with the usual sense that he's always been on this street alone. Did Algric even come with him? Is he sure?
But then Tobias goes still ahead of him, head turned towards the alleyway. A familiar voice calling to him? And he can't help but step into it even as he reaches in his bag for something to use as a weapon. ]
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Keeps one eye on whatever rhe grabbed though. He isn't sure if anything can hurt Algric physically but.]
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"Who's there? Show yourself!"
[ Ahead of him, Algric blurs back into existence. And ... Tobias relaxes a little? Not actively hostile to Algric, at least, but definitely confused. ]
"Blackwood? The fuck are you doing here? Is this some Archives bullshit?"
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He knew not many took the Institute too seriously but it always does ring differently hearing "archives are weird" from internal staff.
Actually this whole thing rings of something familiar. Can't put his finger on it yet.]
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Hullo Tobias. It's been a while.
[ Tobias rolls his eyes. The baton is ... not going back in his bag, but he doesn't seem especially keen to use it either. Not on Martin. ]
"Scared the piss out of me. The bloody hell are you doing in an alley like this?"
[ Algric manages something like a friendly expression, though his eyes are cold. ]
Oh, just. Checking up? I heard something strange happened to you a week or so back...?
[ Tobias freezes at that. His surprise becomes a glare, and his grip tightens on his weapon. ]
"Haven't told anyone. Haven't told you, that's for sure."
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He takes a couple quiet steps out, looking like he just caught up.]
Sorry, that would've been my fault. I told him I bumped into you that night. You looked pretty shaken when you left. Have you been all right?
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Tobias whirls at the sound of Jonah's voice, eyes going wide. He stumbles back a few paces, towards Algric. The paranoia that had been percolating nicely in his head accelerates abruptly as well; Jonah can nearly smell it, probably. ]
"You - you! You're the one who did this to me!"
[ Algric carefully takes a step closer from behind him. ]
Jon? Jon just talked to you, didn't he? I mean, you did say some rather unpleasant things about me, but. That's a bit much, isn't it?
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Me? We only talked, Fisher. You really are jumpy, did something else happen?
[Really how could Jon have done anything? He'd a twiggy nerd in tweed, couldn't take anyone.]
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