martin blackwood. (
lowficharm) wrote in
apocalypsehowcomm2021-07-20 11:28 pm
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[closed] intro for martin, jon, and elias
[Of all the places Martin didn't expect to wake up, a floor of an office hallway was probably in the top 10. That said, he doesn't really know where he expected to wake up, if even at all- it wasn't exactly the top of his mind when he was busy stabbing his boyfriend in the chest and a building was coming down around him, and he thinks that's pretty fair under the circumstances. All he knows is that he feels less sore than he thinks he should for a building collapse, and more than he's felt in a while considering the state of the apocalypse and--]
Jon!
[He gasps it out as he tries to right himself, immediately skittering a bit on the polished floor and trying to look around for anyone else present. Were they dead? Is this hell? There's a lot of options and he's already decided all of them are bad.]
Jon!
[He gasps it out as he tries to right himself, immediately skittering a bit on the polished floor and trying to look around for anyone else present. Were they dead? Is this hell? There's a lot of options and he's already decided all of them are bad.]

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His gaze flicks back to Elias, expression hardening. He takes a breath and reaches for the knowledge and- comes up blank. He isn't cut off from the Eye. He can feel it there, at the edges of his mind. But it's muted. More like it was before the apocalypse, and it's disconcerting.
One thing he does know though.]
We're not where we were. Not the same reality I don't think. We're somewhere else.
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There was no reaction to the hand-holding at least. That was to be expected, an obvious motion given where he had left them.]
Another reality?
[That… was not what he was excepting. He went to the desks, looking for information, names, letterhead, papers.]
I doubt we can just leave the way we came. [Considering that they didn’t know the way they came.]
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We didn't really come here because we meant to, anyway. Doubt there's just a door.
[Or another convenient reality-hole like Annabelle had. And even if there was, it really didn't look like a thing to leap into.]
But you don't... know?
[A question posed to both of them, tentatively. Just to test the waters.]
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[He doesn't know much about multi-verse theory, but he got the impression that there were no guarantees that anything would be the same.]
I- no. The Eye is there I can feel it, but it's... muted.