This is Heavy. . . .
"Ow! Damn it. . . ."
The teenager that stumbles into the Nexus out of some seriously twisted-looking brambles is looking rather the worse for wear. His clothes and skin are scratched up, and his hair is mussed and has a few leaves in it. He angrily brushes them out with his hand. "Goddamn trees, I swear to God one was --"
He stops and stares. This -- this wasn't here before. For a moment, he looks honestly frightened, but then calms down as he realizes the Nexus doesn't feel quite like the place he recently escaped. Looking around, he catches sight of the sign. One eyebrow goes up. "Ookay. . . ."
He sighs and figures he might as well ask something that's on his mind. "What would you do if, after being stuck someplace for two years, you finally made it back home and -- and discovered you were -- kind of already there?"
The teenager that stumbles into the Nexus out of some seriously twisted-looking brambles is looking rather the worse for wear. His clothes and skin are scratched up, and his hair is mussed and has a few leaves in it. He angrily brushes them out with his hand. "Goddamn trees, I swear to God one was --"
He stops and stares. This -- this wasn't here before. For a moment, he looks honestly frightened, but then calms down as he realizes the Nexus doesn't feel quite like the place he recently escaped. Looking around, he catches sight of the sign. One eyebrow goes up. "Ookay. . . ."
He sighs and figures he might as well ask something that's on his mind. "What would you do if, after being stuck someplace for two years, you finally made it back home and -- and discovered you were -- kind of already there?"