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aeons_crackshot) wrote2013-03-15 01:15 pm
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AU OOM :Test drive 18 year old Annabelle.
The Annabelle Newfield that stumbles into Milliways is not the Annabelle the patrons are used to. This Annabelle is 18 years old and has just, barely, survived having her brain highjacked by a no good bastard of a psychic in Cuba.
Calling her psyche a mess at this point is an understatement. Metaphysically speaking, she's crisscrossed with open, bleeding wounds. (That tends to happen when you battle mind to mind with a psychic employing brute force to puppeteer your body that doesn't particularly care if you're even alive after they're finished with you.)
But this is not the main problem. The REAL problem is that Milliways does not allow two versions of the same person to exist in the Bar at the same time. Reality shuffles itself like a deck of cards and the 'new' Annabelle gets slammed with a whole different set of 28 years worth of memories as the 'old' Annabelle ceases to exist.
Memories that don't settle properly thanks to the mess her psyche is at the moment. Oh, they're probably in there to be found.....somewhere, eventually.......maybe. Damn it.
Annabelle looks around the Bar, too shocked and disoriented to even swear for the moment.
Calling her psyche a mess at this point is an understatement. Metaphysically speaking, she's crisscrossed with open, bleeding wounds. (That tends to happen when you battle mind to mind with a psychic employing brute force to puppeteer your body that doesn't particularly care if you're even alive after they're finished with you.)
But this is not the main problem. The REAL problem is that Milliways does not allow two versions of the same person to exist in the Bar at the same time. Reality shuffles itself like a deck of cards and the 'new' Annabelle gets slammed with a whole different set of 28 years worth of memories as the 'old' Annabelle ceases to exist.
Memories that don't settle properly thanks to the mess her psyche is at the moment. Oh, they're probably in there to be found.....somewhere, eventually.......maybe. Damn it.
Annabelle looks around the Bar, too shocked and disoriented to even swear for the moment.
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Annabelle looks sad. "I guess we're not from the same universe, that's going to make it hard to see you again, once we get out of here."
Pause. "Unless I can badger Dixon into building a dimensional portal or something."
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Or a lot.
Or some; anyway, his confusion is evident.
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"But, um, I'm sure it has its good points." Probably.
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"They're scared of what we might do."
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Then, she sighs. "But I don't think I'm capable of overthrowing a government by myself." Woe.
She squeezes his hand a little. "Are you terribly....attached to your homeland?" she asks, expression serious.
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"Do you think that they'd be willing to relocate?" Annabelle is having an IDEA.
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Again.
"I... think so?" He is surprised that someone would just offer shelter like that.
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The fact that she hasn't mentioned who 'We' are yet has slipped her mind.
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Then she smiles. "'We' would be the AEon Society. We help people, especially when the situation involves folks with more than standard human abilities."
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Someone else would not be an empath: it's not like someone can just lie to Connor. "It... might work for us." Being helped instead of hunted.
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"Good," Annabelle says with a smile. "The tricky bit would be getting all of you here, or getting us a pathway to your universe."
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"Still, if you can't remember when you slept last, it's probably been way too long. Besides, we're outside of time at the moment, might as well take advantage of the situation."
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"I guess I must have made a better impression than I usually do," she adds with a small chuckle and a faint blush of her own.
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"One fellow I rescued suggested that I'm "intimidating", especially when it comes to young men."
Annabelle shrugs helplessly. "I guess killing monsters and beating up bad guys can make me seem scary."
The fact that they might be intimidated by her looks honestly hasn't crossed her mind at all.
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