All in all you're just another brick in the wall [ Open ]

[goddamngrenades]

[ So this is new. He may or may not have had a mini hysterical breakdown in the room where he woke up but- he suits up and tries to get it together. The first time he stretches his mind out for D and finds him gone, even though he knew it wasn't gonna work, he twitches hard against a spike of panic and-

is-

Somewhere else?

This is also new. this is terrifying in it's newness. He goes from a stark, clinical room to the top of a building-
There's a fountain. It's very pretty. He's VERY FREAKED OUT. Another stumbling step and he's

Not there-

anymore he's somewhere else. A library? WHAT THE FUCK? WHERE THE HELL IS HE? Someone's there.
He sees someone there and he reaches out for an answer, for a solution for any fucking thing at all and-

isn't there anymore. He's in a bedroom.

Then a school.

Then an abandoned lot.

Then he's there, RIGHT THERE, all tan armor and crackling voice over the radio, scared and startled and unable to fucking understand what the HELL IS GOING ON and he catches a hold of someone. Anyone. Whoever's closest. Clings and shakes them and says- ]

You're gonna give me some sane answers right the fuck now-

[ But he's gone.

He's gone and he's taken whoever he's grabbed with him and this time? This time he's wiped. This time he STOPS.
Mostly because he's stuck with his arm half in and half out of a wall, forced to stand while his HUD and the healing
unit blare angry noises at him about pressure and potential crush injury if he moves the wrong way. Caught like a
fish he lets go of whoever and scrabbles, trying to dig his arm out. ]

Oh god oh god oh shit oh god someone get me OUT OF HERE!


[ ooc: York is porting himself all around Freesia due to not knowing how his magic works! YAY! If you want him to port into your character's room, bedroom, bathroom, place of employ, whichever just toss them up and assume he's popped up there. If you want your character to have been grabbed by him and stuck in the middle of nowhere with his arm stuck in a wall, go for it! ]

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[starvelingsoulless]

No. It's still daylight outside. I can't --

[Alexis makes a sweeping gesture with one hand and promptly passes out, crumpling to the ground and almost falling into York on the way down. Whoopsie-daisy.]

[goddamngrenades]

Are you a vampire or some- woah hey!

[ Aw shit- he catches Alexis out of habit- not gonna let his saviour take a face dive after they got him out of the wall now, is he? Okay. Water. Food. At least with the armor carrying them isn't all that hard. He scoops them up in a bridal carry and- sticks indoors for the moment.

Not gonna ignore what might be a valid concern. That'd be a dick move. ]

[starvelingsoulless]

[Alexis doesn't stir -- they're breathing shallowly, but steadily; but they'll be out for a little while. They weigh surprisingly little.

If York wants to take a look at what's under the eyepatch, this would be the time.]

[goddamngrenades]

[ Avoid the sun, get them somewhere safe. He can do this. He does manage to find the library again, or at least it's back entrance- as long as he keeps calm they don't go jostling around everywhere. Getting in? A peice of cake. The locks aren't even digital. He has to do it one handed but, hey. He likes a challenge.

In and it's dark and quiet and calm and he swears there were vending machines somewhere in the building. He finds a nice comfy looking sofa to set Alexis down on before ducking away long enough to grab a bottle of water and a bag of chips. No he didn't pay for them, jacking the machine was too easy. ]

[starvelingsoulless]

[Alexis stirs, eventually, a hand on their knife before they move and the floor puddled with water before they figure out where they are. Well. Where they're likely to be. They've never actually been in the library before, but why else would there be books?

They stay quiet, scanning the area until he comes back with food and water.]

...thanks. Y'didn't need to. I would've been fine.

[goddamngrenades]

Like I said. Been there. Done that. Got the T-Shirt. Drink up.

[ He'll ignore the puddle in favor of settling down next to Alexis, offering over the bottle of water first. ]

So...why is sunlight bad?

[starvelingsoulless]

...'s -- somethin' about my world. You die in the Neath, the surface rejects you; sunlight'll kill you in a flash. Or so I've heard from the people who witness it.

I'm not exactly excited to find out if sunlight will kill me or not. I haven't seen it in years, it'd burn something awful.

[They take a long drink, trying not to look too grateful, but -- yeah, Alexis needed that.]

[goddamngrenades]

...I've been blipping around the city all morning and haven't seen anyone getting killed by sunlight. But better to be paranoid than dead, right?

[ The chips get opened next and here's where York cracks off his helmet to breathe, ruffling his hair so it's not all flat and helmet hairish. Like it do. ]

Food?

[starvelingsoulless]

Far as I can tell, nobody from my world or my time's here. ...bit of a relief, I suppose. Lot of people back there who -- don't like me all too much.

Dunno how this place works with regards to...waking up after you die, I guess. Maybe if I knew, I'd get awful sunburns.

--Yes.

[Oh dear lord why would you give Alexis food. They rip into the chips like a predator on a fat thing too weak to move. Jesus christ, the horror.]

[goddamngrenades]

[ Well that's a turn for the morbid. Food's a good distraction. And a good change of topic. ]

...woah, damn, buddy. When was the last time you ate?

[starvelingsoulless]

Before I fell asleep. [Alexis' mouth is filled with chips; they look up at York questioningly, talking in pauses.] Five hours? Time's not m'strong point.

[goddamngrenades]

Yeah. We're gonna need more than chips. Hang tight, I'll be back in a bit. [ He pats their shoulder and pushes up to his feet, leavng the helmet on the sofa as he wanders back to the vending machine. Not the most healthy meal but- hey. It's a meal. Cheese & crackers and cookies and a packet of nuts. Another bottle of water for him. He strides back, hands full. ] Here we go.

[starvelingsoulless]

[This could be something out of a documentary. Who knew it was possible for a human being to eat that fast? It'd probably be a lot more disgusting if there was meat here, but hey, Alexis works with what they have. Which is their endless void of a stomach, and cheese and crackers.]

Hey -- what year're you from? Like I said. Haven't seen anyone who's from around my time of...history, I s'pose.

[goddamngrenades]

Uhh...that's kind of a hard question to answer. I've been out of the loop for awhile. Trying not to die.

[ Also hard to think of when this person is just chowing down like a starving thing. Wow. that is. That is some thorough consumption.

God damn.

It's like wash and a banana. ]

[starvelingsoulless]

Point remains. Answer the question. I'm 1893, meself.

[All the food is gone, and Alexis makes a sad puppy face for half a second before they catch themselves. Unacceptable. They don't do sad puppy faces.]

[goddamngrenades]

Twenty five sixty something? I think? Fifty something? I have been way underground. [ Hey, who has a bag of nuts? York has a bag of nuts. That he offers over. ]

[starvelingsoulless]

...That's a long way from mine.

[Alexis' lips quirk up in what could be a smile, but oh man is that more food hell to the yes. (None of it's meat, of course, but they'll deal.)]

What's yer job?

[goddamngrenades]

Kind of between them right now? More or less. Call me self employed.

[starvelingsoulless]

Meant back home. ...I suppose I should look for a job here, but. It's not hard to get what I need.

[goddamngrenades]

Same answer, really. Some call me a Locksmith.

[starvelingsoulless]

Don't think I've heard that term around.

...what time is it? Need to know how long I have to wait.

[goddamngrenades]

Uuuuhhh day....time? My internal clock is off right now, man.

[starvelingsoulless]

You're very helpful.

You really need to get that magic more under control, though. Mine was a tad unruly when I got here -- I kept splashing water over everythin' -- but nowhere near as bad as yours.

[goddamngrenades]

I just got here, okay? I know it's day, that's about it. I don't exactly have a clock on me. And where I'm from? Magic isn't a THING.

[starvelingsoulless]

's not a thing where I come from, either. Don't make excuses.

[Alexis hmphs, crossing their arms and turning away.]

My magic's a weapon like any other. Wasn't too difficult to figure out how to use it, from there. Weapons are simple.