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redshiftlogs2020-05-10 09:16 am
borntohurt) wrote in redshiftlogs2020-05-10 09:16 am
blue heron leaves the northern sky [closed]
WHO: Charles Smith, Arthur Morgan, and Angel
WHEN: May-ish. After plant-shenanigans, pre-fancy party
WHERE: Quad 001
WHAT: Introductions should probably be made sooner, rather than later.
WARNINGS: Probably mentions of death, violence, body-horror, etc.
Coming from the world they had, a number of strange and unusual things could be rationalized away in the course of settling in. Charles knew that. He had known that the supernatural was a possibility, though he hadn't quite understood the scope of what was actually possible before he was swept out of his home world and dropped into these strange crossroads of the universes.
Arthur, he imagined, did not have any easier of a time processing everything.
Which meant that there were certain aspects that should probably be explained to him before he had a chance to draw his own conclusions.
After Arthur had seen some of that strangeness for himself, Charles had expected a stronger reaction than he wound up getting. It was a relief, truth be told. Arthur accepted, even if he didn't understand. And maybe that could apply to a great many things.
Which just left the matter of some of his new friends, and after having gotten dressed and settled in once again, Charles sighed and rubbed a hand over his face. "There's more I should probably...well. Don't know if 'warn' is really the right word."
WHEN: May-ish. After plant-shenanigans, pre-fancy party
WHERE: Quad 001
WHAT: Introductions should probably be made sooner, rather than later.
WARNINGS: Probably mentions of death, violence, body-horror, etc.
Coming from the world they had, a number of strange and unusual things could be rationalized away in the course of settling in. Charles knew that. He had known that the supernatural was a possibility, though he hadn't quite understood the scope of what was actually possible before he was swept out of his home world and dropped into these strange crossroads of the universes.
Arthur, he imagined, did not have any easier of a time processing everything.
Which meant that there were certain aspects that should probably be explained to him before he had a chance to draw his own conclusions.
After Arthur had seen some of that strangeness for himself, Charles had expected a stronger reaction than he wound up getting. It was a relief, truth be told. Arthur accepted, even if he didn't understand. And maybe that could apply to a great many things.
Which just left the matter of some of his new friends, and after having gotten dressed and settled in once again, Charles sighed and rubbed a hand over his face. "There's more I should probably...well. Don't know if 'warn' is really the right word."
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It's hard. She tries. She really, honestly did try. Charles, Connor and Jacob made her comfortable. A lot more than was necessary sometimes especially when so many of her other conversations ended with the person going blanch white and vaguely ill when she talked too long. They always carried on the conversation as best they could.
( Even if she smiles, at the pride that Charles would go to show the weapon she had made, all by herself. That he still had such regard for it. )
"What Charles is trying to say is that it's filled with cannibals, criminals, and animals that will eat your friends alive on top of you where almost everyone goes crazy in order to survive. I come from the planet Pandora, and we consider shooting each other to be hello, and the only person I know whose more psychopathic than all of them is my Dad."