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empathicfault) wrote2023-02-20 08:07 pm
empathicfault) wrote2023-02-20 08:07 pm
PSL: Travels outside the Barge (w/Malcolm)
Piloting their new ship is a little difficult. It takes reading the (somehow enclosed) manual back-to-front and learning the control panel, now situated in what looks like a little closet on the window side of the living room. It's in the new hallway that leads to the small courtyard, which Will intends to decorate once they get this one chore done first.
Thankfully, the majority of the controls are intuition-based, going off the person who puts their hand on a small orb on the panel. The rest, as it turns out, is tweaking. And luckily (or otherwise), no tweaking is necessary for their first flight.
They're heading to Will's home world.
But Will doesn't specify where, just a year later than he left. he inadvertently brings them to where he'd left. The door opens from a wall of Hannibal's cliffside home, and looks out onto the driveway. The Dragon's wings are still there, staining the cement. They overlook the grey day and the churning seaside.
Will finds himself stuck in the doorway, unsure whether he's compelled to walk out and remember or slam the door shut and take them elsewhere.
Thankfully, the majority of the controls are intuition-based, going off the person who puts their hand on a small orb on the panel. The rest, as it turns out, is tweaking. And luckily (or otherwise), no tweaking is necessary for their first flight.
They're heading to Will's home world.
But Will doesn't specify where, just a year later than he left. he inadvertently brings them to where he'd left. The door opens from a wall of Hannibal's cliffside home, and looks out onto the driveway. The Dragon's wings are still there, staining the cement. They overlook the grey day and the churning seaside.
Will finds himself stuck in the doorway, unsure whether he's compelled to walk out and remember or slam the door shut and take them elsewhere.
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“No, you’re right, that’s creepier.” He glances around. “He came to this town looking for you? At your home?” He’s pretty sure he knows the answer to that question, but the one that follows it is the one he’s truly curious about and he looks at Will’s face as he asks. “What do you think your life would have been like if he hadn’t come?”
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As for the second..."I'd still be with Molly, poorly imitating a normal man. Maybe I would've been home when Hannibal sent The Dragon to attack us. I might've killed him myself, but at least someone would've died."
The Look from a couple of customers return, but Will is too busy reconstructing how these events would play out to notice. "I can't say if I'd be too engrossed in my playhouse life to leave it or not, honestly. What I do know is- the longer I stuck with Molly, the more we'd both grow slowly dissatisfied."
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