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entrancelogs2017-08-08 11:53 pm
hypoxic) wrote in entrancelogs2017-08-08 11:53 pm
I would break the laws of gravity
Who: Leo Fitz and OPEN (log is for all, some closed starters in comments)
Where: Checkerboard Hills
When: August 9th, just past midnight
Rating: PG+
Summary: Man returns to Wonderland after two months at home under heavy stress. Man throws toddler-level tantrum in public space. As adults are wont to do.
The Story:
[Apparently, the stories are true. When one leaves Wonderland, one is thrust back home without memory. There's nothing to prevent the mistakes he should know to avoid, no way to apply the emotional developments he's earned. It's just the harsh progression of time, doing what time wishes. And there's no way to stop it from bringing them back before they're ready to come back.
When Fitz arrives, it's facedown into a patch of eternally-manicured grass. The memories hit all at once, but they're not memories he wants. He doesn't need to know about a ridiculous fantasy dimension holding people hostage. He was kind of in the middle of something a little life-or-death...!
It's too much to hold, and far more than he can process. Instead of wandering back to the mansion and settling back into his personal space, he stays where he is, pulling himself up to his hands and knees and tearing at the grass in open distress, shouting out at nothing and everything all at once.]
Not now! There's no time for this!
[Some people hit pillows. Right now, he's technically landscaping. And he's definitely not tearing up. That's probably all the dirt he's dislodging.]
Where: Checkerboard Hills
When: August 9th, just past midnight
Rating: PG+
Summary: Man returns to Wonderland after two months at home under heavy stress. Man throws toddler-level tantrum in public space. As adults are wont to do.
The Story:
[Apparently, the stories are true. When one leaves Wonderland, one is thrust back home without memory. There's nothing to prevent the mistakes he should know to avoid, no way to apply the emotional developments he's earned. It's just the harsh progression of time, doing what time wishes. And there's no way to stop it from bringing them back before they're ready to come back.
When Fitz arrives, it's facedown into a patch of eternally-manicured grass. The memories hit all at once, but they're not memories he wants. He doesn't need to know about a ridiculous fantasy dimension holding people hostage. He was kind of in the middle of something a little life-or-death...!
It's too much to hold, and far more than he can process. Instead of wandering back to the mansion and settling back into his personal space, he stays where he is, pulling himself up to his hands and knees and tearing at the grass in open distress, shouting out at nothing and everything all at once.]
Not now! There's no time for this!
[Some people hit pillows. Right now, he's technically landscaping. And he's definitely not tearing up. That's probably all the dirt he's dislodging.]
no subject
[ But then, what is 'fair' in Wonderland? ]
People should talk to each other, especially if it means building something better for the community. I always wonder about what we'd do if someone who liked hurting people ever came to Wonderland. I know it's happened, but I wasn't here for it.
[ She's worried about her mother showing up. Or even Roman. She has no idea what they'd try to control or what they even could, but that doesn't mean Shepherd wouldn't try. ]
no subject
[ His his eyes darken, narrowed with a gut-deep loathing. ]
It's not the sort of thing we wanted to trouble the community with. I'm told the danger's passed.
no subject
I want to help. All I really know for sure that I've been trained to do, that I've always been good at, memories or not, is fighting. I know every kind of martial arts you can wrap your head around to subdue. I know it doesn't matter now because it's over, but if it happens again...
[ She knows he probably doesn't need this right now, and she lowers her head again, shaking it. ]
Sorry. Helping people, protecting them. It's...what I do.