Who: Jeff, or a Jeff anyway. And whoever wants first dibs on meeting him... but there will be ample opportunity to meet him later on.
What: TIME PARADOX
When: Evening of January 4th.
Where: IN THE BITTER COLD OF THE GREAT OUTDOORS.
Warnings: Depends on who shows up now doesn't it.
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If this Jeff had no memories of him or the school, he subsequently had no disappointment or disillusionment when it came to the Captain, something admittedly rife in their relationship. In his mire of "I completely and totally fucked up with Ionia", the prospect of a second chance with Jeff was a bittersweet one. Mostly he didn't know how to feel, but he did know that he couldn't avoid the student forever.
So he would seek him out. Maybe see how he was doing--hopefully he hadn't been completely overwhelmed by all these people saying they knew him. The obvious solution was to add one more.
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For a few moments, the Captain looked about as awkward as Jeff did, slowly approaching the crash site but wavering, or taking a step backward, or stuffing his hands in his pockets and nudging at the dirt with his sneaker...eventually he figured he should man up and stop acting like a creep.
He didn't want to sit there and tell the student about the Jeff he knew, or reminisce about days gone by, because upsetting him was the last thing Falcon wanted to do. After making up his mind to not pass over the Skyrunner without so much as a greeting, he walked up to the wreck and idly rubbed some dirt off the damaged hull with the edge of his sleeve. "Need any help?"
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He tore his gaze away and concentrated on the wrecked craft still half-buried in the dirt and brick from the pathway around the fountain. "I mean, it's no trouble. I don't know much about time machines but I am a fair mechanic." Falcon offered a tiny smile. How much he'd be able to do with this older version of the Skyrunner was yet to be seen.
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There was really nothing particularly stunning about the old Skyrunner, especially now that it had crashed. Falcon had admittedly never seen a time machine, but he was pretty sure they didn't look like this. Of course, that begged to question what exactly had happened to cause this paradox in the first place.
"Do you know why it crashed?"
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"First time flyer?"
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"Let's go grab some tools. There should be some extras in the autoshop room."
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What was in the autoshop room was a veritable mess of works-in-progress from students, teachers, and otherwise. Pieces of cars and motorcycles and flying machines littered the garage, with tools and blueprints scattered everywhere, and a suspicious brown smear on one of the walls that was totally motor oil and not blood. Nope.
Falcon made a beeline for a large, blue toolbox. "Here we are."
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THIS WAS THE BEST SCHOOL EVER.
Oh. But he'd have to leave it and go back to his own time. Oh yeah... At least he knew he'd get to see this all again when he was older. Even if it meant waiting a few years. Sigh.
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