Apr 21, 2008 14:23
There's a boy. He looks a little like someone else that frequents the Nexus on occasion, less a couple years and a few packs of disposable razors.
Robert Baldwin grins cheerfully as he throws himself into a cushy chair, pulling long blond hair out of his eyes.
"So what's this I hear about time going all screwy?"
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"Ohhhh no. Nonononono. This is not right.... Time is ... screwed up and you fell into it and--I just know I'm going to be blamed for this, the differentials are all off and I can't--get a fix on where it went wrong--I need to get you back to the base so I can focus--get your planar shifts realigned.... oh, this is ... not right....
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"Listen -- uh, whoever you are. I told you, I don't know what you're talking about."
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"You usually do not, trust me. I'm used to it. Now listen--whatever this is has turned your eigenvectors completely... it's regressed the quantum zeno torsion along the--alpha string. The numbers have to be rebalanced within the entire second dirac field or your timeline could de-spiral itself!"
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Oy. Numbers are his thing, NOT diplomacy. Clearly.
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Time to talk fast and think faster.
"Look, if I was out to harm you, I'd hardly be standing here and talking about it, would I? I'm trying--to help. Now this'll only be a moment."
With his hands up in a placating gesture, he squints. Blast, everything is still blurred, and he can't quite catch the stream.
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"We saw what happened the last time you tried to 'help,' Tom." He stomps on the floor, hard -- and there's the bubbles, yes. Poing goes Robbie, over the back of the chair, and it's Speedball that lands behind it.
"You try to do anything to me and the only math you'll be doing is counting how many teeth you have left."
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He's in la-la-number-land.
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He'll come back though... right?
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