(Untitled)

[poorqueequeg]

[Bang. That's what she's hearing in her memory, and it's what jolts her awake. Scully is now in the church that resides in Template, just arriving here after

Comments

[ufo_fanboy]

[Heeeeeeere be Mulder! He's eyeing her all curiously thinking CAN HE TRUST THIS??? OMG PLZ LET THIS NOT BE A HALLUCINATION!]

Scully? Is that really you?

[poorqueequeg]

[Oh shi-- it's Mulder!]

Mulder! [And this is Scully, going over to him REAL fast.]

It's- it's really me, yeah.

[ufo_fanboy]

[He doesn't know how or why it's possible, nor does it even MATTER. Being without her bothered him more than being in a whole new universe.]

So you're not just a figment of my imagination? No crazy martial arts moves to speak of or anything? ...Oh my god, Scully... [Yeah, he's totally checking her out looking her over to be ABSOLUTELY SURE she's in one piece and ok. Then it turns into a hug.]

[poorqueequeg]

I'm pretty sure I'm not a figment of your imagination, but you're not a figment of mine, right? Mulder...? [Of course he's checking her out :|b when DOESN'T he check her out? Of course, she puts up with his making sure she's in one piece, since she's doing the same to him! But his hug to her stops that. Does she hug back? You know it!]

[cruciverbal]

[Pops up second level-like with SO MUCH creepy STARING HI]

[poorqueequeg]

[OH GOD CREEPY STARING WHAT D:] Can... I help you?

[cruciverbal]

[Still staring, yep.]

With what?

[poorqueequeg]

...you're staring.

[damnfinecoffee]

You're in Template, and I somehow doubt your partner can be held responsible.

[poorqueequeg]

Template. Doesn't sound like anywhere I know. And no, he really can't. Not this time.

[damnfinecoffee]

Does he usually?

[poorqueequeg]

Usually, yes.

[acurseonyou]

[poorqueequeg]

[ASDFGHJK WHAT THE HELL]

[acurseonyou]

Are you confused?

[poorqueequeg]

That would be correct...

[wtf is UP with this guy? D:]