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

[ 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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[Agent York isn't exactly correct on that point, but Bruce figures he can wait until York's not coming down from a freak out before he informs York of this.]

It's fine. We get a lot of strangeness around here. How's your arm Agent, besides "stuck?"

Sore. I would like it to be unstuck and before you say anything 'visualize yourself somewhere else' hasn't been working so can we skip that part of the talk? Thanks.

If you don't know how to teleport again, then you're going to have to wait for me to chip you out. And that could take a while.

[Especially since the only materials he has right on hand are a throw pillow, and pillow vs. bricks is not an even match.]

But it's probably the safer bet.

Oh fun. [ Not fun. Opposite of fun. ] Fantastic.

...sorry about um. Kidnapping you.

[While York is being sarcastic, Bruce moves slightly closer in order to examine his arm. Sure is stuck, isn't it?]

Hm? Oh, don't worry about it. This actually isn't the first time I've been kidnapped.

...not exactly a vote of confidence for this place.

Being here in the first place means you've been kidnapped. [Still not a vote of confidence, Bruce.] Actually, can you tell me if you remember meeting anyone just before arriving here?

Nope. [ Just a handfull of bullets. ] Recording on the communicator thingy and then poof. Bouncing around the city.

This recording wouldn't happen to have been of a man in sunglasses, would it? Kind of a tacky color, star-shaped?

...Yep, that's the one. You know him or is that standard issue?

More that I know of him. His name's Lux and he seems to be the one behind our predicament.

Well Lux can bite me. And then he can FIX me this isn't normal! You need teleportation gates for this shit, integrating it into the suits was deemed dangerous after different parts went different places!

And teleportation gates are normal?

[It's not that it's completely unheard of where Bruce is from, but teleportation in general is still in the developmental phase.]

[Bruce's gaze quickly flicks up and down, assessing Agent York.]

Well, your parts look like they're in the right places to me, so I think you can safely write that worry off. Lux is never around anyway.

Where I'm from, yes. They need to be rooted and anchored- I don't know the science ok I just know they work.

[ He makes another aborted jerk of his arm from the wall. ]

This. Is. such bullshit.

[That sounds interesting, but considering the circumstances and the fact that York has already stated he doesn't know much about it, Bruce decides to let that subject drop. He also considers giving York a Light Shoulder Touch of Minor Comfort, but settles for another pacifying smile.]

No argument here. Do you mind if I leave you alone for a few minutes? I'd like to see if I can get to the other side of this wall.

Go for it. It's not like I'm about to go anywhere.

[ His head drops forward to bang against the wall, more muffled muttering helps him not freak out quite so much. ]

Okay, good luck with the... everything. Ciao.

[Bruce turns and will indeed disappear around the corner for... a little while, actually. He does check on the inside of the building, which turns out to be the lobby of an apartment complex and then, since he realize he's relatively close to his actual apartment, makes a quick detour in that direction.]

[When he does return several minutes later it's with a t-shirt pulled on and lugging around a gym bag. He calls out:]

Agent York? It's Bruce. Are you still there?

[And how has York been holding up in the mean time?]

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