In My Hours, PT ONE
Title:In My Hours, PT ONE
Characters: Richard, Ben, Esau, Jacob, Alex, Eloise, Charles, + more
Summary: Time for many is fleeting. For Richard Alpert, it is endless.
Notes: Just some creative interpretation.
Rating: R for future
The Wayward Brother
December, 1974
He wakes up to the same air each morning. Every morning has been relatively the same. Sometimes there is danger. Sometimes there is rain. Sometimes there are other people there with him. Lately, he is alone. The canvas of his tent is damp. It rained in the middle of the night, but he knows that. He was awake for most of it. Sleep these nights is hard to come by. Jacob is restless and, by extension, so is Richard.
"Something is coming."
"Something? Or someone?"
"Both, perhaps. Or one. I'm not entirely sure."
"You're not sure or you don't want to tell me?" The look in Jacob's eyes tells all. Sometimes, the future is fuzzy. It frustrates the man. He works through sleepless nights on his tapestry, threading it himself, making the fabric. Richard finds it hard not to be impressed with Jacob and is frustrated when he is and doesn't want to be. Lately, it is a bit of the latter.
He has let himself go as of late. Hair unkempt, face rarely shaved, hands dirty. Eloise and Charles have split the group into two at Jacob's orders. Each day, the DHARMA people grow bolder. The sonic fence is fully operational. It keeps most things and people out, but not Richard. He sneaks into their territory at night, gaining information. Jacob chides him for it, but even at his age, Richard's curiosity sometimes gets the best of him. He steals their food sometimes, hording Apollo bars and cans of fruit. He feels like a child who has robbed a candy store. Giddy and high as he sucks the syrup from cans by the light of the fire. He shares some peaches with Jacob and tells them about new recruiting efforts.
"Life here is getting more complicated."
"That's your doing, is it not?" Jacob nods.
"Yes, but sometimes I over extend myself." Richard understands this.
Sometimes he does as well.
This morning, he wakes up alone, sleeping only a few hours the night before. His dark eyes betray none of the tossing and turning that accompanied the rain storm the night before. He looks refreshed enough, but inside, he is exhausted. Over the fire, he heats strong coffee, enjoying the briskness of the early morning. He has long since lost count of the years he's been on the island, but he can still remember the first time he opened his eyes and saw the piercing blue of the sky above him. Still remembers the very first drink of water he took from a stream in the middle of the forest. But all that happened in another time, long long ago. No one from his original lifetime is alive on this Earth. That thought used to make him feel lonely, until the island became his homeland, the people brought there its natives. And suddenly, he wasn't alone anymore.
Footsteps sound behind him. Pulling the pistol from his belt, he spins around. A man in a dark shirt is there. "At ease, Ricardus, please." Richard scowls.
"What do you want, Esau?" The man in black chuckles warmly.
"Some coffee might be nice." Reluctantly, Richard shares his other mug. He has been warned by Jacob that another visit from his wayward brother was coming soon, he just didn't know when. Esau sits across the fire from Richard, a small smile curved around the edge of his lips. "Lovely morning. After a rain, it's always nice."
"You're not here to make small talk. What is it you want?"
"Always to the point Richard. I like that." Esau sips the coffee, wincing at the heat, then smiles. "Something is coming." Richard sighs. "I know you know that. But things are about to change on this island. Those people, those scientists, they think they know what they're doing, but they don't." Richard nods. "And there will be others, but not for a few years. Jacob knows this. We've discussed this. But they will cause trouble. And whatever happens Richard, you must not let them do what they plan to do." Richard glances up quickly.
"Have you spoken to Jacob about this last part?" Esau shakes his head.
"It's our secret." Richard's stomach feels uneasy. He doesn't like secrets with this man, but he is worried of the consequences he or Jacob may suffer if he reveals this information. What his people may suffer. "Jacob must never know." He fixes Richard with a fierce gaze and Richard understands.
The island has many masters. He must serve them all.
Characters: Richard, Ben, Esau, Jacob, Alex, Eloise, Charles, + more
Summary: Time for many is fleeting. For Richard Alpert, it is endless.
Notes: Just some creative interpretation.
Rating: R for future
The Wayward Brother
December, 1974
He wakes up to the same air each morning. Every morning has been relatively the same. Sometimes there is danger. Sometimes there is rain. Sometimes there are other people there with him. Lately, he is alone. The canvas of his tent is damp. It rained in the middle of the night, but he knows that. He was awake for most of it. Sleep these nights is hard to come by. Jacob is restless and, by extension, so is Richard.
"Something is coming."
"Something? Or someone?"
"Both, perhaps. Or one. I'm not entirely sure."
"You're not sure or you don't want to tell me?" The look in Jacob's eyes tells all. Sometimes, the future is fuzzy. It frustrates the man. He works through sleepless nights on his tapestry, threading it himself, making the fabric. Richard finds it hard not to be impressed with Jacob and is frustrated when he is and doesn't want to be. Lately, it is a bit of the latter.
He has let himself go as of late. Hair unkempt, face rarely shaved, hands dirty. Eloise and Charles have split the group into two at Jacob's orders. Each day, the DHARMA people grow bolder. The sonic fence is fully operational. It keeps most things and people out, but not Richard. He sneaks into their territory at night, gaining information. Jacob chides him for it, but even at his age, Richard's curiosity sometimes gets the best of him. He steals their food sometimes, hording Apollo bars and cans of fruit. He feels like a child who has robbed a candy store. Giddy and high as he sucks the syrup from cans by the light of the fire. He shares some peaches with Jacob and tells them about new recruiting efforts.
"Life here is getting more complicated."
"That's your doing, is it not?" Jacob nods.
"Yes, but sometimes I over extend myself." Richard understands this.
Sometimes he does as well.
This morning, he wakes up alone, sleeping only a few hours the night before. His dark eyes betray none of the tossing and turning that accompanied the rain storm the night before. He looks refreshed enough, but inside, he is exhausted. Over the fire, he heats strong coffee, enjoying the briskness of the early morning. He has long since lost count of the years he's been on the island, but he can still remember the first time he opened his eyes and saw the piercing blue of the sky above him. Still remembers the very first drink of water he took from a stream in the middle of the forest. But all that happened in another time, long long ago. No one from his original lifetime is alive on this Earth. That thought used to make him feel lonely, until the island became his homeland, the people brought there its natives. And suddenly, he wasn't alone anymore.
Footsteps sound behind him. Pulling the pistol from his belt, he spins around. A man in a dark shirt is there. "At ease, Ricardus, please." Richard scowls.
"What do you want, Esau?" The man in black chuckles warmly.
"Some coffee might be nice." Reluctantly, Richard shares his other mug. He has been warned by Jacob that another visit from his wayward brother was coming soon, he just didn't know when. Esau sits across the fire from Richard, a small smile curved around the edge of his lips. "Lovely morning. After a rain, it's always nice."
"You're not here to make small talk. What is it you want?"
"Always to the point Richard. I like that." Esau sips the coffee, wincing at the heat, then smiles. "Something is coming." Richard sighs. "I know you know that. But things are about to change on this island. Those people, those scientists, they think they know what they're doing, but they don't." Richard nods. "And there will be others, but not for a few years. Jacob knows this. We've discussed this. But they will cause trouble. And whatever happens Richard, you must not let them do what they plan to do." Richard glances up quickly.
"Have you spoken to Jacob about this last part?" Esau shakes his head.
"It's our secret." Richard's stomach feels uneasy. He doesn't like secrets with this man, but he is worried of the consequences he or Jacob may suffer if he reveals this information. What his people may suffer. "Jacob must never know." He fixes Richard with a fierce gaze and Richard understands.
The island has many masters. He must serve them all.