Eliot Spencer (
retrieverchef) wrote in
eswareinmal2012-06-13 09:35 pm
Entry tags:
RD6, Orb
[Eliot fumbles with the orb, apparently not realizing that it's already recording.]
So, magic. Really? After living my whole life believing that magic, and fairy tales, and Peter Pan are just stories, I manage to come across the one real spell in my... Well, my world. Unless I'm really dreaming.
[He pinched himself. And winced.]
Nope. Not dreaming.
[He shakes his head and runs a hand through his hair.]
And if that weren't enough, I feel like I belong here. Which is just plain weird, man. I don't do this inexplicable stuff. It normally makes my skin crawl. And I don't normally like being abruptly taken from my team and wherever I'm currently calling home. But this time, it feels right. I mean, I miss my team. I wish they were here. But I'm not fighting to get home like I should be. And what's more, that doesn't bother me as much as it should.
[He sighs and looks around the room, his gaze resting lovingly on his new sword. He grins.]
Course, the sword might help with that. I haven't seen one this nice since Edinburgh.
So, magic. Really? After living my whole life believing that magic, and fairy tales, and Peter Pan are just stories, I manage to come across the one real spell in my... Well, my world. Unless I'm really dreaming.
[He pinched himself. And winced.]
Nope. Not dreaming.
[He shakes his head and runs a hand through his hair.]
And if that weren't enough, I feel like I belong here. Which is just plain weird, man. I don't do this inexplicable stuff. It normally makes my skin crawl. And I don't normally like being abruptly taken from my team and wherever I'm currently calling home. But this time, it feels right. I mean, I miss my team. I wish they were here. But I'm not fighting to get home like I should be. And what's more, that doesn't bother me as much as it should.
[He sighs and looks around the room, his gaze resting lovingly on his new sword. He grins.]
Course, the sword might help with that. I haven't seen one this nice since Edinburgh.

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[Faolan is so confused.]
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Uh, no, my name's Eliot.
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[He tilts his head and considers some more.] Sound a little like Hawk.
[WHY ARE YOU NOT HAWK, YOU STRANGE NOT-HAWK PERSON??????]
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Who is Hawk?
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[See? That'll show you!]
[Actually, he's not sure how much that will show you, but still. Grr!]
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So, basically, you're saying I look like your dad.
[He finds himself smiling. It might be weird. Who cares. This is pretty cool, now that he thinks about it.]
Never had kids of my own. But I love doing stuff with my nephew.
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..no, fuck that, this is beyond odd. This is downright creepy. And possibly a trap. ]]
Who the fuck are you?
[[The 'And why the fuck do you have my face' didn't seem like it needed to be said.]]
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I'm Eliot.
[He scowls. Why the hell does this guy look and sound like him? He didn't have a twin. He knew he didn't.]
Who the hell are you?
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[[Keeps glaring a moment more before running an agitated hand through his hair.]] The fuck is this stupid place doing now... [[half muttered]]
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No idea. It can't... clone people, can it?
[Ok, he's been spending way to much time with Hardison if actually asking that.]
Because I don't have a twin.
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And nothing here's competent enough to clone anything.
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Then why the hell do you look like me?
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Not at all. Where I come from, magic does not exist, at least not that anyone knows of. It's just for stories to tell our kids.
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Not that I know of. I only have one nephew and he's back home.
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