witchesreign | first leap of faith ~ action

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first leap of faith ~ action

[While walking around campus today, you may come across one particularly handsome and well dressed...

...puppet.

It will just be sitting there. Chilling. Should you look away and back, however, it will suddenly be gone... only to be found sitting somewhere else nearby.

There's no one else around, is there?

Those with a quick eye may catch sight of a dark blur as the puppet moves. If you stick around long enough, the owner might even speak with you. Right now he's just testing the waters.]

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If there's no difference then the head pounding shouldn't be necessary.

Feel free to start the low-down any minute now.

If you bothered to take heed of the letter that your unceremonious arrival most of the basics are covered there. Your time shenanigans are apparently not unique to our universe, and in this world they've decided to start pulling people in.

There's seemingly no way back except by the whims of said time bullshit, so in the meantime you're welcomed by the facility to take part in military school. I do hope you can march better than you can not be a pretentious dick.

I read the letter. I wanted to hear what you had to say anyway. Because unbelievably I actually like to know your thoughts sometimes.

I'm afraid your hopes are set a bit too high on that last mark, though. There's very little I do better than be a pretentious dick.

Is that so? The wonders never cease. Excuse me for a moment Strider, I need to stagger to my fainting couch before this sudden onset of extreme vapors completely overpowers me. I wasn't expecting such a shock to me delicate system at all today, I'm completely unprepared for this revelation.

Luckily for me that news that you still achieve top marks in pretentious dickery should tide me over long enough to find a safe harbor.

Let me get you some smelling salts for that. Don't mind that they've been up my ass all day.

Who else is here?

No need, I always carry a fresh bottle of salts in the off-chance that my brother bashes me over the head with surprising information.

Beside yourself and me? John, a good swath of trolls, and...some alternate universe shenanigans.

Oh right. Couldn't be without those.

[Those aren't specifics, but he's not going to bother with specifics. She has no reason to believe he's familiar with all the trolls anyway.]

I'll make sure to look up the best friend, then.

Of course not. The world isn't complete unless it's bushing the upper limits of how much purple bullshit can be contained on one planet, after all.

[she can't help but roll her eyes] You should do that, I'm sure he'll be overjoyed to see you.

It's John. Of course he will be. Even if he's just seen me. That's how he rolls.

[Except saying that made it sound like John might actually be cool in some shape or form.

Welp.]

Actually.

[He takes off his sunglasses, blinking dual-colored eyes at her.] Just so you don't get me mixed up for my broself later.

[her eyes narrow, shoulders unconsciously tensing up. something isn't right, and she doesn't like it] Alright, I'll bite. What the fuck?

What? [He grins, revealing sharper than usual teeth.] Never seen motherfuckin' heterochromia before?

That's not what I'm talking about and you know it. [her mouth is flattening into a narrow line. cut the bullshit, that's her realm]

[He shrugs.] You didn't say nothin' about the threads.

And you already admitted there was time shenanigans all the motherfuck over.

I'd assumed it was something to do with your incorrect application of irony. [slooowly bringing a hand up to massage the bridge of her nose]

Three. That makes three, then.

Three? Three of what? Of me?

...Fuck, sis. I don't think one world can handle that many levels of cool.

[Though it's nothing out of the ordinary, all things considered. Not where Dave is concerned.]

Don't worry, only one other could really be counted as cool in the sense you use it. The last one is more in line with me than anyone else. [said with some amusement. as if they weren't similar enough already]

...Yeah, I'm just not gonna ask about that one yet. I'm sure I'll run into the motherfucker sooner or later.

More likely than not. We share that selfsame penchant for showing up when least wanted.

Awesome.

[He had a habit of doing that too, really.]

How long have you been here?

A little over a week? Not very long compared to most people, but long enough to become acquainted with the routines and layout of this place.

So long enough to be able to answer my questions, but not so long that I look like a complete newb in comparison. Good.

I think you might want to reevaluate that statement in light of who you're speaking with. Likely you've forgotten the trademark Lalonde hypercompetitiveness.

Hey, nothin' to compete about here, sis.

Ain't like I want motherfuckers comin' to me for answers all the time.

Somehow I highly doubt that you're ever going to have that problem, no matter how long you reside here.

What? Don't I look like the sort of guy you could just walk up and question?

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