Day 57: Patient Library (Fourth Shift)

[razing_phoenix]

That movie had been far more depressing than Guy had been ready for. It might not have been as bad if it hadn't all been based on real events, but knowing that people had tried so hard to escape only for so many to die was rather sobering

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[razing_phoenix]

It seemed that asking that question had immediately given him away, though Guy made no act of being from this planet originally. Sometimes it was easier not to bring it up, but in this case he'd been curious enough to not worry about that. Hopefully this man wouldn't be like that other guy from a few days ago and suddenly brush him off as crazy the second that it came up.

He took the book when it was offered to him, raising an eyebrow when the other man described it as horror. That didn't intrigue him as much as science fiction, but if this author was so famous, then maybe it was worth looking into.

When the question was asked, Guy glanced up again, tucking the book under his arm for a moment so that he wasn't being rude. "I'm not even from Earth," he admitted. "That might sound crazy to you, but the place I'm from is called Auldrant. I'm interested in learning more about this planet, but..."

He paused to glanced around the library and then let out a sigh. "It's kind of tough when any information is kept away from us." Claude had been his main source, but the fact that he was from the future meant that he didn't know everything.

[deathandgin]

Well, that was... not the answer he had expected.

Uh.

Well.

Okay, he couldn't really hide the slow draw of his eyebrows together, because he had to take a minute to just. Process that. At least he had made up some other planet than saying he was from Mars or something.

Sure, okay. He had spent thirty-something years of his life believing vampires only existed in Anne Rice books and dollar store costume sales, but it was like... once you learned about them, okay. There were just two additional species that most of humanity didn't know about. Werewolves and vampires. He'd swallowed that pill. Oh, and... witches. At least witches were still human.

But aliens?

Maybe if he just ignored the fact he was in a fake mental asylum and had met a time-traveling Harrison Ford, he could also feign belief that this guy wasn't just well-adjusted crazy. Or brainwashed. Or whatever.

"I've never, uh, heard of... of Auldrant. But, uh. I can tell you stuff about Earth if you... want." He was trying really hard. Really hard. "What sort of stuff are you interested in?"

[razing_phoenix]

It became clear almost right away that this man didn't believe him, or that he was at least having a very hard time doing so. Guy tried to hold back his own disappointment. He felt like he'd gone for weeks without this being seen as a big deal, and then in the past few days it had gotten two strong reaction.

This man wasn't laughing in his face or calling him crazy directly, at the least. And when he finally worked up the energy needed to reply he was polite, if uncertain.

Guy did his best not to sigh or roll his eyes, wanting this conversation to go smoothly -- or as smoothly as it could. Besides, he'd just been given an offer and it would be foolish not to respond to it. "I don't think most people here have." Only those who were originally from there seemed to recognize the name, which made sense. They'd had no knowledge of space travel and no one who did had ever stumbled upon the planet as far as Guy knew, so...

"Well, just about anything," he said in response to the question. "I'm specifically curious about technology, but I just watched that movie in the Sun Room so now I'm looking to learn more about the second World War." That was what Claude had called it, right?