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broken_time ([info]broken_time) wrote in [info]exiles,
@ 2009-06-02 22:17:00


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Entry tags:blink, crusader, doctor spectrum, ghost rider, iron dragon, mystic, patriot

The more things change...
The Exiles all find themselves transported from the desert to... well, another part of the desert.

In the middle of this flat area, however, an area of tiled floor sits, with a chalkboard set up on one edge. And all the Exiles sit in old-style school desks, mostly a little too small for them, wedged in however much needed.
A balding man stands by the chalkboard, waiting patiently for everyone to settle in and pay him heed after the sudden change of surrounds.

"Welcome... or welcome back, as the case may be. Coffee? Muffins?"


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[info]brit_sorcerer
2009-06-06 04:13 am UTC (link)
Quinn didn't want to hear anymore bullshit. He turned and walked away.

He didn't want to think of everyone he knew and cared about as being dead. His father. His mother. His aunt Betsy. Master Strange. Master Wong. He sighed deeply. How the hell did he find himself in this mess?

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[info]prettyinblink
2009-06-06 05:44 pm UTC (link)
"Quinn!" This was no time for them to split up, even if they'd all been given extraordinarily bad news.

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[info]brit_sorcerer
2009-06-06 10:11 pm UTC (link)
He stopped walking and turned around. "What?"

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[info]prettyinblink
2009-06-06 10:13 pm UTC (link)
"We're in the middle of the desert." Maybe. "Where are you going to go?"

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[info]brit_sorcerer
2009-06-06 10:17 pm UTC (link)
He looked around. It was just endless desert. He really didn't have anywhere to go. "I don't know. Just need a moment to collect my thoughts and wrap my brain around this. Get my knickers untwisted."

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[info]prettyinblink
2009-06-06 10:42 pm UTC (link)
"We're all confused but we need to stick together." She didn't want to leave the others alone but if he insisted on going off...

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[info]wwii_hero
2009-06-07 05:25 pm UTC (link)
"I don't need to listen to this guy tell me about why my universe is messed up." It's all kinda pointless anyway. Either they're successful, or they're not, and they have to assume the guy's telling the truth anyway.

"I'll keep an eye on him. And we'll stay in earshot."

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[info]brit_sorcerer
2009-06-09 12:17 am UTC (link)
"I'm not going to wander off. Doesn't look like I have a choice in this and I'm tired of listening to the bullshit."

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[info]wwii_hero
2009-06-09 01:56 am UTC (link)
He nods. "No problem, kid. I can understand that."

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[info]uneasy_rider
2009-06-09 03:11 am UTC (link)
Meanwhile, back at the Timebroker - "What now?"

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[info]broken_time
2009-06-09 02:28 pm UTC (link)
"Now, unless there's any more questions, I wish you well, send you on your way, and you find out which of you gets shifting sickness. There's almost always one."

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