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[didntneedmagic]

[There's an unfamiliar face down the hallway for anyone who's around the suites numbered in the late thirties. While the expression is confusion, he doesn't ask for help the first few times he paces up and down, looks around. It's almost as if he's in a daze though, because really all the stranger seems to be doing is staring ahead. A moment or so

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[Video] And then I never caught up on my tags from yesterday

[artemisaim]

[Hi Jonathon. Have one of Timothy's new Facility friends. Who...is currently all bruised up and wearing a gold collar. Uh...anyway]

This is happening, unfortunately. I'd like to tell you it's a dream but...it's not. The good news is, I do know Timothy. He's here too. And chances are he'll see this and contact you. So that's good, right? [If he knows Timothy, that means he's just a normal human and not used to...anything she is. Yeah, not looking forward to explaining this]

video. at least they're not from forever? >:

[didntneedmagic]

[Don't mind the staring, he's just... his mind isn't fully awake, what with the charm and the fact that he is wherever he is at the moment. Her words register with him and he manages to move to the side, lean against one of the walls.]

I would it's a good thing - is he alright? [He shakes his head.] Actually, are you alright? You've... You look a bit worse for the wear.

[Video] I just now got a tag from four hours ago. THANKS LJ.

[artemisaim]

He's fine, last I spoke to him. Better than a lot of us, actually. [And then she just waves her hand, all nonchalant] I've had better days-weeks-but I'm fine.

So you're from the same place as Timothy?

video. it's all good, I just got twelve from two hours ago. 8D. . . /goes to cry

[didntneedmagic]

That's good, both things. [A sigh beneath his breath and he looks almost relieved, almost.]

I am, I'm Jonathon.

[tessenwarrior]

You're in this place called the facility, and as awful as this sounds, you're basically a lab rat now.

And, I think I know who you're talking about. I've spoken to Timothy once or twice.

[didntneedmagic]

[His face wants to say 'this is a joke' but from how serious she sounds, he keeps quiet, takes a breath in.]

... I'm guessing that's why I'm here - and everyone else?

[tessenwarrior]

[She nods.]

Basically. This week is an off week though, since so many new people are here, but this place can get pretty awful.

[didntneedmagic]

[A darker turn in his expression.]

You're telling me there's no way out, only a way in then? [He holds the back of his neck with his free hand, keeps calm.] How does this work, then?

[Video]

[notaspeedyhobo]

[And here's a slightly bruised-up speedster, wearing a gold collar like Kate's, blinking down at the screen.]

You know Timothy? [Sounds like they're talking about the same Timothy.] He's a pretty good friend. You guys from the same place?

video.

[didntneedmagic]

[What is this trend of gold collars and getting hurt? A small nod to the question while he tries to compose himself.]

Same place? Yeah, isn't every-- [Jonathon stops himself, cringes almost.] Oh.

video.

[notaspeedyhobo]

[It's what all the cool kids are doing, clearly - dying.] Nope, not everyone's from the same place. Think of your world as a universe of its own, and then imagine there are tons and tons of other ones where everything is different. These Facility guys? They can pull people from all those places.

You gotten the low-down on this place yet?

video.

[didntneedmagic]

Sort of like a bad sciencr fiction film, but real then. [Looking amused and troubled all at once.]

Yeah, Kate sent me a file. Its safe to say that almost everyone here knows each other, huh?

[Video]

[and_another_war]

You're looking for someone too? When did you get here?

[He just looks... confused, mostly]

video.

[didntneedmagic]

I am - just got here, but my mind's kind of banged up.

Asked cause he's who I remember. [That confusion could mirror his own, to be honest.]

Re: video.

[and_another_war]

I just got here, too, but to be honest I'm not even sure where here is. I mean, people kinda explained it, but...

[He shakes his head]

I'm looking for my brother. If you happen to've seen a kid around here...

[didntneedmagic]

[A mild nod in return.] I get what you mean.

A kid, you serious?

not here.

[bridalgownwings]

[Because no, no sir, no way. The hesitance is abundant for this one because he can brush elbows with the influx of new arrivals in the most basic of manners but this one is a little particular and this one is not certain he honestly wants to see here nonetheless have to face depending on where and when he came from. This is not a good surprise, this is not an ideal situation and this is not exciting like it could be--it is nerve-wracking, it is worrisome and it is enough to drive Timothy away for awhile before the courage to reply finds him.]

► video.

[bridalgownwings]

[The courage comes around the next day because honesty he can't ignore it and shifting through the files, he finds Jonathon, wavers over the feed command for a good while before pressing it and waiting for the image to come to life--]

Jonathon?

video.

[didntneedmagic]

[He's laying on the bed when the device turns on - there were a few notes left for him already but he's a bit confused over most of them ('You need magic to do what normal people can? Weak.', 'Typical jock won't make it here long', and so on). He's left a bunch of them in paper balls on the floor, not wanting to ask.

The voice however, works best to get him up. On his elbows, he reaches over to the feed, eyes wide for a moment before relief gets him. The corners of his lips turn up and he rubs the sleep away from his eyes, tired and confused, but glad to see the other.]

Timothy? Hey, there you are. [His voice is soft, and he sits up.] Good to see you.

video.

[bridalgownwings]

[The manner in how casual the other is about the entire thing is slightly perturbing but quietly he remembers that sometimes it doesn't take long to force yourself to consider the whole thing as a new reality, just so your mind can deal with it easier. A pause and a breath catch him as he shifts over the feed, his eyes focused upon the other in a mildly curious and concerned gaze as in all honesty, he is the last person he wanted to see here--anyone from his time and place, he didn't want to see them, he didn't want them to have to go through this.] Yeah.

How are you feeling? Has anyone gave you the run-down yet? [At least he is not being bombarded by Shakespearian prose--but at the moment, he's having a hard time figuring out where the other came from.]