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broken_time ([info]broken_time) wrote in [info]exiles,
@ 2011-01-24 14:57:00


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Entry tags:dorrek, gwenny

More travelers, lost in time
Suddenly, everything changes.

Complex worlds - space-scapes, WWII as a backdrop, friends, allies, enemies - all disappear to be replaced with... sand.

Miles and miles of sand. Rolling hills, dunes, not an oasis in sight.


Well, except that, from somewhere just beyond the hills, there's a smell of fresh coffee.



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[info]notallhunkydory
2011-01-25 12:54 am UTC (link)
One of the benefits to growing up a shape shifter in the royal palace on the Throneworld is an utterly amazing poker face. Slipping into that poker face is almost reflexive. Technically, so is crushing the edge of the counter top in his grip.

He doesn't say a word, but his mind is reeling.

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[info]a_pal
2011-01-25 12:56 am UTC (link)
"They killed my... and I'm a .... And Davy..."

Gwenny, tears in her eyes, clears her throat. "Let's start that additional explanation, Mister. I don't care of it kills me; we're fixing this. All of it."

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[info]broken_time
2011-01-25 01:05 am UTC (link)
The counter top breaks easily. Then it sort of turns hazy, and in a moment, is back the way it was. The Timebroker looks mildly annoyed, but only mildly.

"The counter isn't really there. Its just your minds trying to find a shape to give this place... its a bit beyond your brains' collective paygrade, trying to comprehend being in a state of only sort of existing... now, if we're done... the muffins are still available, if you're traumatized yet?"

He turns back to better address them both at once.

"You're actually newcomers. The ripples hit your world fairly recently, but the overall effect has been going much longer. The only remaining original has been at work on this rather large project for over four years. There is a group of others who have also become unstuck in time. Each of their worlds has been hit by the same effect. Via a device called the Tallus, you will move from world to world. The Tallus will guide you as best it can to tell you how to fix each world and stabilize its timestream. If you succeed, you and the group will then move to the next world. Fix the right combination of worlds, and your own will be repaired - at which point, I will send you home to the moment from which you disappeared. However, You can fail, and you can die. If you fail, you will be stuck wherever you failed, or possibly return home, forgetting everything that was and buying into what your world has become. If you die... you die. And we try and find a replacement."

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[info]notallhunkydory
2011-01-25 01:22 am UTC (link)
Four years?! Dorrek's attention shifts abruptly to the shape and weight of the small box in his pocket. He can't be separated from Billy for that long!

But...if what this construct has told them is the only other option...

"If we die, will our worlds still be stabilized?" he asks. He hopes that it won't come to that, but if it happens, he wants to know that Billy will still be restored. Even if he's not there to see it.

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[info]a_pal
2011-01-25 01:23 am UTC (link)
"Exactly. Can it still be fixed without our personally surviving?"

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[info]broken_time
2011-01-25 01:26 am UTC (link)
"Yes. Your teammates can still stabilize the timelines. You, personally, will still be dead - the timeline will find a way to iron that out, but your universe could otherwise still be restored."

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[info]notallhunkydory
2011-01-25 01:31 am UTC (link)
Dorrek lets out a sigh of relief, slumping back in his chair. That's good. Whatever happens, Billy and his friends will be all right. Dorrek can handle this with that knowledge.

"When do we start?"

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[info]a_pal
2011-01-25 01:32 am UTC (link)
Gwenny, too, looks relieved. Going to stuff her face with muffins now, but relieved.

"I'm guessing right after breakfast. Not a lot to do here in Not-Really-Existing-Ville."

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[info]broken_time
2011-01-25 01:35 am UTC (link)
The Timebroker eyes Valentine. "That is only if you die. If the team fails... well, you're all stuck... so do be conscious, the missions you get aren't just suggestions. However, that said... Miss Sabuki is correct. The team is just about to save a cheerleader, thus saving that world. When they do, they will be moved to the next world, and you'll join them."

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[info]notallhunkydory
2011-01-25 01:42 am UTC (link)
All right, so not 'whatever happens'. And he gets the feeling that not all the missions are going to be as easy as saving cheerleaders. Dorrek returns the Timebroker's stare. "Understood," he says, crossing his arms over his chest.

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[info]a_pal
2011-01-25 01:43 am UTC (link)
Gwenny nods, and soon she's finishing her muffins.

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