And again…he wonders how long he’s known Jean, or how long Jean knew old-him. He taught gym in his 20s right? So he probably didn’t know him then. Unless he was a student. Oh god was he a student? Probably not. Probably…not.
CONCEPTUALIZATION - (You try to imagine Jean Vicquemare as a teenager, it’s just kind of funny though because you can’t take the beard off his face. You’ve just stuck a grown man’s head on the body of a gangly teen. It’s disturbing, actually.)
ESPIRIT DE CORPS - (You did not teach this man gym. Just. Trust me, okay?)
[I don’t think I trust any of you guys anymore, actually. You're always getting compromised and telling me to eat people.]
Wait. His eyes widen. Has Jean been here for months? Just in a hole? What the fuck? Can that happen…?
LOGIC - (They say people arrive here in batches, somewhat regularly and he doesn’t look like he’s changed…)
[What he’s been in like…a limbo queue for months?]
LOGIC - (You also don’t look like you’ve changed.)
EMPATHY - (Now that he’s stopped focusing on how pissed off he is, the panic is starting. Be gentle.)
“Haven’t seen her. Me an’ Kim woke up pretty far from here, actually. In like, a trash pile…uh, are you hungry?”
He eyes him warily. Jean doesn’t look like he’s about to jump for his throat like a wild dog. No more than what he gathers is usual, at least. He reaches, cautiously for his shoulder, like he’s afraid he’s about to lose his hand. He speaks lowly, pulls him closer. It almost feels familiar.
“Look…I don’t really know where we are. They call this place Ryslig, say it’s a peninsula. Kim thinks we’ve experienced some kind of…displacement. I don't fucking know. Maybe it took you longer to get here. Maybe you've been in the ground for two months. You’re close by a city, Bavan. We live in an apartment there.”
This has been an easier adjustment for Harry. Elysium and Ryslig feel just as real as the other, though only one is really home. He spends a week in a world he doesn’t understand. He spends two months in a world he doesn’t understand. He knows the first one is home, even if it feels less real each day.
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And again…he wonders how long he’s known Jean, or how long Jean knew old-him. He taught gym in his 20s right? So he probably didn’t know him then. Unless he was a student. Oh god was he a student? Probably not. Probably…not.
CONCEPTUALIZATION - (You try to imagine Jean Vicquemare as a teenager, it’s just kind of funny though because you can’t take the beard off his face. You’ve just stuck a grown man’s head on the body of a gangly teen. It’s disturbing, actually.)
ESPIRIT DE CORPS - (You did not teach this man gym. Just. Trust me, okay?)
[I don’t think I trust any of you guys anymore, actually. You're always getting compromised and telling me to eat people.]
Wait. His eyes widen. Has Jean been here for months? Just in a hole? What the fuck? Can that happen…?
LOGIC - (They say people arrive here in batches, somewhat regularly and he doesn’t look like he’s changed…)
[What he’s been in like…a limbo queue for months?]
LOGIC - (You also don’t look like you’ve changed.)
EMPATHY - (Now that he’s stopped focusing on how pissed off he is, the panic is starting. Be gentle.)
“Haven’t seen her. Me an’ Kim woke up pretty far from here, actually. In like, a trash pile…uh, are you hungry?”
He eyes him warily. Jean doesn’t look like he’s about to jump for his throat like a wild dog. No more than what he gathers is usual, at least. He reaches, cautiously for his shoulder, like he’s afraid he’s about to lose his hand. He speaks lowly, pulls him closer. It almost feels familiar.
“Look…I don’t really know where we are. They call this place Ryslig, say it’s a peninsula. Kim thinks we’ve experienced some kind of…displacement. I don't fucking know. Maybe it took you longer to get here. Maybe you've been in the ground for two months. You’re close by a city, Bavan. We live in an apartment there.”
This has been an easier adjustment for Harry. Elysium and Ryslig feel just as real as the other, though only one is really home. He spends a week in a world he doesn’t understand. He spends two months in a world he doesn’t understand. He knows the first one is home, even if it feels less real each day.