[Thread] Well, this doesn't happen every day.
Characters: OU!Otacon, Open
Where: The fountain in the plaza
When: Mid-afternoon
Summary: Takes place after the conversations here. Otacon is trying to find his way around- and maybe bump into a certain friend.
Warnings: Nothing yet.
It was fairly easy to determine one's relative direction- just look at the sun. You might not get an accurate estimate of exact location, x and y, so to speak, but you'd at least know what direction you were heading in.
Even with this information, Hal Emmerich found himself a bit lost.
Everything up to this point had been a bit of a blur to him. Last thing he remembers is being in New York City- their apartment. It was the night before a an important mission- information on the Patriots- and they couldn't afford to lose the opportunity. After careful planning and going over notes again and again, Hal retired to his bedroom, unable to sleep.
When he did wake up, he found he was in a bit over his head.
Information all at once- Keepers, an unknown world, war, and a mysterious Warden- even to Hal, with all his experiences with weird, this was a bit much.
So it was here that he found himself - clutching a now dead laptop, closing the communicator he was given. He plopped on the ground, and leaned against the fountain behind him, watching people walk by, attending to their business.
Seemed just as good an idea as any, at the moment.
Where: The fountain in the plaza
When: Mid-afternoon
Summary: Takes place after the conversations here. Otacon is trying to find his way around- and maybe bump into a certain friend.
Warnings: Nothing yet.
It was fairly easy to determine one's relative direction- just look at the sun. You might not get an accurate estimate of exact location, x and y, so to speak, but you'd at least know what direction you were heading in.
Even with this information, Hal Emmerich found himself a bit lost.
Everything up to this point had been a bit of a blur to him. Last thing he remembers is being in New York City- their apartment. It was the night before a an important mission- information on the Patriots- and they couldn't afford to lose the opportunity. After careful planning and going over notes again and again, Hal retired to his bedroom, unable to sleep.
When he did wake up, he found he was in a bit over his head.
Information all at once- Keepers, an unknown world, war, and a mysterious Warden- even to Hal, with all his experiences with weird, this was a bit much.
So it was here that he found himself - clutching a now dead laptop, closing the communicator he was given. He plopped on the ground, and leaned against the fountain behind him, watching people walk by, attending to their business.
Seemed just as good an idea as any, at the moment.