Selkie Peak, Sunday Afternoon
It was good here, Warren had decided. Whatever this place was, this 'Fandom' that only knew vaguely of the years the island spent under Umbridge's rule, it was... good. A man could order himself a coffee looking the way he did without being questioned for it. Could meet a lovely blonde with a self-assured look in her eye and spend a night with her, and not once feel ashamed when she looked at his body. Here, he wasn't a traitor. Here he was just... a visitor. A pretty face taking the place of a different pretty face, until the island straightened itself out again.
It was enough to make a man never want to leave. Oh, there were certain roadblocks here, absolutely. That red-haired nuisance, Momoko, for one, also seemed to be here. Raven was here as well, though she didn't seem to be the same one. He wasn't thrilled about her presence, but she could be... handled... if she did become problematic again. Tamsin was a charming woman, all curves and blonde hair framing a face that wasn't quite what he was looking for, but she'd be entertaining for a while, if only they had more time, before the novelty would inevitably wear off and he'd have to put her aside and look for another her.
And here, he'd found her. He'd woken up with her in his arms, in fact. No, she wasn't quite the Karla he'd known. She only had the vaguest memories of the things that had happened that had broken his world in two, after all. But she was so, so close. Possibly the closest he'd ever get.
And yet, his time here was limited. The clock was ticking away. And Warren, realizing that everything he needed was right here on this damn island all over again...
... Well, he didn't want to leave. Whatever it was this other-him had... he wanted it for himself.
[OOC: Open Selkie Peak is open, of course, though the guy with the blue skin and razor-wings probably won't be the most pleasant company to keep, this afternoon.]
It was enough to make a man never want to leave. Oh, there were certain roadblocks here, absolutely. That red-haired nuisance, Momoko, for one, also seemed to be here. Raven was here as well, though she didn't seem to be the same one. He wasn't thrilled about her presence, but she could be... handled... if she did become problematic again. Tamsin was a charming woman, all curves and blonde hair framing a face that wasn't quite what he was looking for, but she'd be entertaining for a while, if only they had more time, before the novelty would inevitably wear off and he'd have to put her aside and look for another her.
And here, he'd found her. He'd woken up with her in his arms, in fact. No, she wasn't quite the Karla he'd known. She only had the vaguest memories of the things that had happened that had broken his world in two, after all. But she was so, so close. Possibly the closest he'd ever get.
And yet, his time here was limited. The clock was ticking away. And Warren, realizing that everything he needed was right here on this damn island all over again...
... Well, he didn't want to leave. Whatever it was this other-him had... he wanted it for himself.
[OOC: Open Selkie Peak is open, of course, though the guy with the blue skin and razor-wings probably won't be the most pleasant company to keep, this afternoon.]