Apr 18, 2011 22:54
lamandibula: romazvhir,
inthecorners: amraerya,
alittletrouble: morgan darlington,
mongoosegrin: alexander darkov,
creepinginmy: jack gibson & cerbos,
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finallytouches: robert s. hargreaves,
breathesdust: magalie st. james,
abattyowl: nector,
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cardinalyellow: gaspar justo,
typeright: julia "jules" grumley,
boomfizzlepop: michiru amy carlisle,
thisdamndragon: morgan darlington,
thinkbrave: ellie linton,
markedbullets: cat,
howaverage: emilia gorski
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And so Jack crosses his arms, makes a face, keeps calm and carries on.]
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herp, a human. well, it's a start.]
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He slowly comes to a stop, still a few good meters away from the stranger, fingers curling under his arms. Cerbos remains quiet, but Jack knows he's just as alert as he is.]
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his voice is accented with something almost-but-not-quite russian:]
Hallo, stranger. Is this your wood?
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Jack spends another moment observing the young man and shifting uncomfortably with the cold.]
Afraid not. [The answer is quick, almost rushed, also accented.] I'm not from around these parts.
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No, you do not sound from around any parts I know. But does that mean you are more lost than I am? These trees are not the same around my home.
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Instead, he allows himself to assume that the stranger is yet another person caught in the web of inconvenient warps through unfamiliar and absurd places for unfamiliar and absurd reasons.]
I don't suppose you have any recollection of how you got here, either.
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I walked. Did you not?
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[He's kind of hoping Cerbos will say something about whatever he picks up from the young man (if anything).]
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But of course. There are no homes to be found in that way. It is good I have run into you to tell you this, yes? You are welcome.
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Not looking very good so far. Come on, Cerbos.]
I suppose I'm not needed anymore, then.
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OH WELL. this is why humans aren't great to hang with.
alex smiles anyway, swinging an arm across his abdomen as he bows - closure! - and starts to circle around the funky bloke and walk in the direction opposite.]
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[Jack looks back at Alexander, making sure he's far off enough to not hear what he's about to whisper sharply in a rush.] Well you didn't tell me much of anything, did you? What the hell is he?
[Human with numb feet. Who gives a fuck? Go after him.]
[Jack presses his lips again, clearly unsatisfied and very reluctant to follow through with the order. He gives the young man's back a couple of side glances until he finally tilts his head in defeat, biting his cheek before calling out with a less than firm grasp on his tone.]
--Wait.
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Yes, stranger?
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