[incomplete]

[reactionary]

WHO: Rorschach (reactionism), Laurie Juspeczyk (jupitermade), Dr. Manhattan (wtftachyons), Daniel Dreiberg (underthehoodpt2) [posting order]
WHEN: Monday, Nov. 17, late afternoon
WHERE: around the city
WARNINGS: DR. MANHATTAN BEING NAKED

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[jupitermade]

As soon as she heard about Jon's arrival, Laurie's nerves kicked in. A part of her longed to see the man she had loved for years; she had thought to herself from the moment she arrived that if anyone could find an escape route, it would be him. The other part of her was feeling the common reluctance that came with running into exes. She left the MAC and, after taking just a few steps down the street, noticed a crowd.

Of course, she thought. Excusing herself in between and in front of people, she spotted a fedora. Standing next to Rorschach, her eyes wandered up to the man. Blue. Completely naked. “Hey,” she managed.

ME 2

[wtftachyons]

Their expressions… they were so perplexed, so oblivious. Jon hovered a good two-hundred feet above the road. By this point, cars were cramming together, some people even being so foolish as to step out of their vehicle. Naturally, given the traffic jam, it was unlikely they would suffer an accident. Still, he found himself wondering if this society was any different than the one which he, both Jonathan Osterman and Dr. Manhattan, was born into. As he observed the situation from above, he came to a conclusion: no. It wasn’t. This society mirrored his own, equally as primitive

[reactionary]

At least he'd dropped addressing him as "Walter". That man was dead. Rorschach stood, very aware of the many pairs of eyes locked onto the three of them - and it made him uncomfortable. Not that he wasn't used to stares back home, but this was kind of different. He cleared his throat.

"Should get out of here," he muttered, beginning to walk toward the MAC, shoving past anyone in his way. Despite his hatred of the complex, he didn't know any other free, vacant areas they could group in safely. And his own rooftop was a bit of a walk. Would ignore Ms. Juspeczyk and the doctor until they got inside, figuring they'd be discussing something of slightly less importance.

[jupitermade]

She gave Jon a small smile, her eyes scanning his face. She couldn't help herself. One of her hands lifted to touch his cheek, but she pulled it down before making contact.

Embarassed, turning away, Laurie blushed. "Fine. As fine as can be, at the moment," she replied. Rorschach was leading the way, and she guessed they'd wind up in her room again. Tank had mentioned something about the junk yard, so they'd probably have some privacy.

"And you? Jon," she asked, walking swiftly (she was cold), not making eye contact.