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open | i hit the bottom but I'm on the mend
Who: Damien Brenks + You
What: Prompts below.
Where: All over the place
When: Throughout the month of October.
Content Warnings: Implied nudity? Nothing graphic, though.
What: Prompts below.
Where: All over the place
When: Throughout the month of October.
Content Warnings: Implied nudity? Nothing graphic, though.
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That's what I thought.
[She took a short look around before speaking again]
You know, this looks a lot like a place I know pretty well!
[And that gave her an idea.]
Um...You wouldn't happen to be from the Chicago-land area would you?
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The Loop.
[which is one of the main neighborhoods of Downtown Chicago, so yes. he's from Chicago-land. he's from Chicago, full stop]
I take it you are, too?
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I am actually! Well not the city itself, my family's apartment is about an hour south down the highway. But I've visited quite a few times over the years.
[Which brought up another question.]
What year is it where you are from?
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[it's a good guess, he thinks. Beecher's about an hour away from Chicago, accounting for traffic, and just down I-57. it's also the first town south of Chicago he can think of, period, but never you mind that part]
[and either way, regardless of her answer, his own remains the same] It was 2013, when I ended up here. [a beat, then] November. [which is why he's dressed like he is. sure, it's not cold here, unless you get into the snow on Mount Silver, but it's not hot, either, and it's just sort of -- force of habit, at this point]
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[Just in the past few weeks Lysandra had learned Hell, magic, and more were all real. The year being different from person to person seemed simple and logical by comparasion.]
It is the year 2100 back home for me.
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[when he recovers from that, he barks out a laugh]
Well, at least the L survives.
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[She was a bit used to responses like that, but a laugh certainly was better then a look of despair or worry.]
It did! I'm pretty sure the people in the city would be so mad if they tore it down.
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[he'd have to live another eighty-some years, to make it to 2100, and even if that were possible (unlikely, given that he's already almost fifty), it's not probable, given what was going on for him back home. he's probably not going to make it another eighty-some minutes, assuming everything's just as he left it, if and when he ever gets out of here]
[rather than point that out, however, instead he continues with:] I'm going to guess we're not exactly from the same reality. [since, again, she was wings for arms]
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[Really complicated actually but hey, at least Damien knew what Chicago was.]
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Complicated, how?
[he might also come back to the idea that he's never seen anything like her before, either, but -- well, one thing at a time, and 'complicated' is what he latched onto]
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[She took a deep breath before continuing.]
When Subspeices humans first showed up, absolutely no one knew what do with them and many people began to think that "We're all just human" didn't apply to us. Like scientists didn't know where they came from, let alone how to integrate them into society. For example, snake-like humans don't have legs and couldn't get into many public places, aquatic types have to be in water for hours a day or they will get sick, and harpys like me -we're lucky honestly- have hollow bones that break far easier then normal humans. It took decades for things to even reach an "acceptable" level of legal protection and societal integration.
That's what I mean by "complicated."
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[because, yeah, while they don't have harpies, where or when he's from, discrimination is still a thing. there's a reason why his partner-turned-rival went to such great lengths to hide the fact that he was Irish. hell, he's faced some discrimination, back home, for just being fucking crippled]
Well, that's fun.
[he doesn't really look like he thinks any of this is a good time, however]
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[Summery of the summery: People are a problem.]
Um, lets talk about something else...please?
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[almost a hundred years in the future, maybe Blume doesn't exist anymore, but even if it doesn't, even if they're not at the forefront of technological advances because of him, surely they're in a history book, somewhere? surely, if she is somehow from his version of Chicago, she'll recognize the company name]
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[the verdict? no. but that really doesn't surprise him]
Even if they went under in the last hundred or so years, they had impact.