[CLOSED] In which Philip returns and Alex goes for a long walk

[sadfreezingbrit]

Who: Alex Kralie (40410), Philip (sadfreezingbrit) and Dr Sofia Lamb (echo_of_utopia)
Where: Mainly the beach
When: Starting late morning of the 10th, five days after this
Rating: PG, PG-13
Summary: Two birds with one stone! Alex is invited outside for a walk by Philip (who is definitely still Philip by the time of the invitation) and meets the good doctor for a chat later on.
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[40410]

Alex isn't sure whether to acknowledge the message, but... well, he did promise. And he could probably use getting out of his room and spending time with someone -- and hell, it sounds like Philip could as well, if his event recovery scheme is... well.

So.

Overcome reluctance. Jeans and long sleeves that don't look out of place now that the days are getting colder. A cautionary camera wasp. A knock on Philip's door.

[sadfreezingbrit]

"Just a second!"

Clarence buttons the top of his shirt and grins. In his head Philip's pleas for mercy are almost getting boring. Almost.

"No worries, monkey. I'll leave that one all to you."

Once again Philip doesn't understand. He doesn't understand what Clarence has been playing at for the last five days and he doesn't understand what he wants now, he--

He feels something pulling at him before everything goes dark.

And when he opens his eyes he finds himself lying on the floor, on his back- his back... hurting from the fall.

He tries to lift his fingers, tuck up his legs. He tries to turn his head, to bite his lips. He tries to move, he tries to do anything and finds that... that it all works.

He is back in his body. Dizzy. Shaky. Disbelieving. But he is back.

(Sadly the gripping nature of this tag is reduced to a quick announcement, a mumble and a loud thud for anyone experiencing it from the other side of the door.)

[40410]

The announcement is fine, the mumble less promising and the thud, considering their last conversation, downright alarming.

"Hey -- hey, are you alright?"

He bangs the door again, this time with the flat of his palm. Never let it be said that Alex Kralie misses an opportunity to assume the worst.

[sadfreezingbrit]

'So? Are you gonna answer that door or what?'

...It's a little difficult to describe the feeling Philip is going through at the moment. It's a disconnect of sorts, like a computer after a cold reboot, like a sleep-deprived drunk trying to operate heavy machinery, like a bundle of metaphors that barely connect.

It's easier to describe his actions:

He thinks his reply, but forgets to voice it. He stumbles to his feet and towards the door. He opens the door and--

He looks at Alex, blinking, mouth slightly agape.

Somewhere there are thoughts consisting of appropriate words, but... but whatever the message, Frank is nibbling at the wires again and the transmission fails.

He blinks again.