[ Jesse refuses to quantify the feeling of time. It's just felt long enough. It had been eighteen years to find Dylan, and, she doesn't want to think about how long it's been for Alan. Thirteen years for them, but, could it be even longer in the Dark Place?
She stands between the two men, Service Weapon pointed up, making sure its obvious that she is protecting him. Whoever "Tim" is? He'll need to get through her to get to Alan. ]
Well, it's a long, long story. One you'll be seeing a lot of once you're out of here. [ Tim offers a smile. ] Like I said, Alan. It gets better in the end. But... I'm here for Jesse.
Excuse me? [ The blocks on the Service Weapon tremble as if they charge to fire. « Alan may know him, but I don't. He's not taking me anywhere. I'm staying right here. It took us THIS long to reach him... » ] I'm not going anywhere.
[ Tim sighs. ] Yeah. I had the feeling. Thing is? None of us get a choice in this, Jesse. We need to go before it shows up.
[ « It? »
Then, Jesse can sense what Tim is talking about. A rumbling in the depths of the ocean of darkness outside. The call of the waves. The storm cloud is coming back. Jesse takes a half step backwards, hand reaching back to curl around Alan's tweed jacket.
« He's coming with us then. If this guy can get out? He's taking both of us. Alan's coming home. »
Tim frowns slightly. His gaze shifts to Alan behind the determined red head. They both know the truth: Alan can't leave this way. Not yet. "Return" has to be stopped before Alan can go home. Otherwise there won't be a home to return to. Well, there will be, but it would be one under Scratch and the Dark Presence. ]
Look, I was given very precise instructions on when to get here and why. That's why I'm here. We don't have time to waste.
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She stands between the two men, Service Weapon pointed up, making sure its obvious that she is protecting him. Whoever "Tim" is? He'll need to get through her to get to Alan. ]
Well, it's a long, long story. One you'll be seeing a lot of once you're out of here. [ Tim offers a smile. ] Like I said, Alan. It gets better in the end. But... I'm here for Jesse.
Excuse me? [ The blocks on the Service Weapon tremble as if they charge to fire. « Alan may know him, but I don't. He's not taking me anywhere. I'm staying right here. It took us THIS long to reach him... » ] I'm not going anywhere.
[ Tim sighs. ] Yeah. I had the feeling. Thing is? None of us get a choice in this, Jesse. We need to go before it shows up.
[ « It? »
Then, Jesse can sense what Tim is talking about. A rumbling in the depths of the ocean of darkness outside. The call of the waves. The storm cloud is coming back. Jesse takes a half step backwards, hand reaching back to curl around Alan's tweed jacket.
« He's coming with us then. If this guy can get out? He's taking both of us. Alan's coming home. »
Tim frowns slightly. His gaze shifts to Alan behind the determined red head. They both know the truth: Alan can't leave this way. Not yet. "Return" has to be stopped before Alan can go home. Otherwise there won't be a home to return to. Well, there will be, but it would be one under Scratch and the Dark Presence. ]
Look, I was given very precise instructions on when to get here and why. That's why I'm here. We don't have time to waste.