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[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]

[ Can he, though? Is he sure?

Or does it seem like Algric's movements are ... constrained, today? Sure, he peers into all the nooks and crannies for spiders, but he seems drawn back to Jonah in a way that doesn't seem efficient. He keeps bobbing back as if bound to Jonah by invisible strings. ]

Of course. I really don't mind them, after all.

[eyediot]

[The worst part is he doesn't even see it. Rubbing at his eyes occasionally, keeping them covered so Algric doesn't see the green static... It keeps him from seeing that weird way of checking.]

I really will never understand that.

[curriculum_fictae]

I'm just a bit weird, I suppose. We all have something.

[ He settles down next to Jonah at last, seeing that eye rubbing and frowning. ]

Let me see your eyes?

[eyediot]

[He stills before turning - the red ring around his pupils is definitely visible. But not danger zone. Yet.]

I'm really not sure if I like having a progress bar here.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Not dangerous, no. But concerning. ]

Mm, well. I'm grateful for it.

[ Then, more gently: ]

We ... should do something else instead this afternoon.

[eyediot]

[Jonah's eyes are fixed on him. Promising to not Know things about Algric is proving to make this a lot harder.]

Like what?

[curriculum_fictae]

... Let's check up on Tobias.

[eyediot]

[A beat]

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?

[curriculum_fictae]

Look. I think it would benefit both of us.

[ He rubs at the back of his neck. ]

And I'm a bit peckish myself, so.

[eyediot]

Oh, I can't let that go, then.

[Lifts both Algric's hands to hold.]

We will check up on Tobias.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Good. Good. This will help both of them, then. He squeezes Jon's hands too. ]

Are you feeling better now, or...?

[eyediot]

Yes. Much, actually. I think getting up from the table did the trick.

[curriculum_fictae]

Good. Good. Then - we can go whenever you want. Or we can stay here for a little while.

[eyediot]

Let's go ahead.

[Laundry's gotta run, may as well.]

I can guide us.

[curriculum_fictae]

All right then. Lead on?

[ He offers Jonah a hand up. ]

[eyediot]

[He takes it, smiling a little nervously.

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?

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Look, Algric is selfishly kind of looking forward to this? Partially because fuck Tobias Fisher, but also ... he really is rather hungry, despite having had a full breakfast. And Fisher's loneliness will be exquisite.

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?

[eyediot]

You think?

[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.

[curriculum_fictae]

Right. Assuming he wanders down one. Or ...

[ Wait, he has a different idea. ]

I'm going to disappear for a moment, all right? But I'll be back.

[eyediot]

I- all right?

[At least he has warning this time.]

[curriculum_fictae]

Right.

[ 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. ]

[eyediot]

[Jonah waits. And he hears the voice distantly, but realizes more what's happening when Tobias starts heading in. He waits five steps before quietly following after.

Keeps one eye on whatever rhe grabbed though. He isn't sure if anything can hurt Algric physically but.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Probably not, but best not to play with collapsible baton that Tobias pulls out. Someone got incredibly paranoid after his experience with Jonah. ]

"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?"

[eyediot]

[Jonah stops just behind some rubbish bins to make sure he's close enough but not seen.

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.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Meanwhile, Algric sighs a bit, not surprised but definitely a little disappointed. ]

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."