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[team_sociopath]

][ AUDIO | Glass City

[Starts with a strange sound, a crackle or a tear maybe, masked by a burst of static.]

Heywaitwhere--

[Running over sand isn't very easy-- the unsteady surface giving way slows him down as much as anyone else. Running over glass, going is a little easier, but stopping...]

Whathappenedtoallthe--

There's a loud, resounding crash and shatter, the tinkle of shards spraying all over the place as he doesn't quite vault a park bench in time, followed by a heavy thud and much closer crack of plastic as he (and the device in his pocket) hits the ground.]

--sand?


[ooc; broke the speed limit, now laying somewhere on his bruised and confused butt. Open to action if one person would like to find him, network otherwise <3]

Comments

[team_sociopath]

Maybe time moves faster, or something. Like when people go home for a year and it's only like a week here, or how time stops at home.

[deadly_legacy]

Then you've really been there that long? Everyone has? How bad is it?

[team_sociopath]

If you can get to the Safe Zone, not as bad... But I think people need to get back here.

[deadly_legacy]

I wonder if it will stay safer here.

[team_sociopath]

I dunno, I just feel like... it's probably better if everyone's in the same universe, you know?

[deadly_legacy]

No, you're right. Together is better.

[team_sociopath]

I gotta see if I can figure out how I got out.

[deadly_legacy]

All right. I'll talk to you later?

...Maybe we could have dinner together. [It was a little lonely with half the people gone.]

[team_sociopath]

Sure, just let me... figure things out. See what the apartment looks like and stuff.

I'll be in touch, ok?

[deadly_legacy]

That sounds good. I'll talk to you later. Careful of benches.