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acatalepsy_rpg2018-07-21 10:01 pm
lonered) wrote in acatalepsy_rpg2018-07-21 10:01 pm
Video - [Two Paladins for the Price of One]
[The video opens to Keith’s face -- for those who know him, there are certainly obvious changes. He looks older, and a noticeable scar streaks across one cheek. His lips press into a line as he fiddles with his watch, and the video widens out to show that he’s in one of the rooms in the hostel, and that he is not alone.
Shiro is beside him and he too looks different. An unfamiliar arm more like the androids of the city’s own limbs replaces his old prosthetic. From the way his fabric of his white shirt rests on his shoulder more of his flesh and blood body is missing. He glances at Keith, white eyebrows furrowing. In fact, all of his hair is white.
Keith glances to Shiro for a wordless moment before he looks back to the video feed.]
We have a question.
[May as well jump straight to it. Keith continues,]
A few nights ago, something happened. To me, and to Shiro. We went to sleep and woke up… different, from a dream that definitely wasn’t just a dream.
[A quick glance to Shiro, as if waiting for him to add,]
We woke up looking different and we slept a lot longer than usual according to the alarms on my watch. Memories started to drift into my mind once I was awake. It felt..very surreal until I saw how different I looked. Then I knew it wasn’t a dream. The memories continued to come to me throughout the day.
[He casts a glance at Keith, waiting for him to chime in and make their point.]
In one night we went through… years. This has to have something to do with the Witch and how she grabbed us all from our worlds to begin with.
[Keith pauses for a moment, trying to keep his tone measured. He’s better at it than he used to be, even if he’s really agitated over the whole thing.]
Has this happened to anyone else? Did the Witch… did Astoria say anything about it, if it did?
[Shiro sets his hand on Keith’s shoulder, lightly squeezing it.]
If this has happened to others...that will confirm this might be tied to her.
Shiro is beside him and he too looks different. An unfamiliar arm more like the androids of the city’s own limbs replaces his old prosthetic. From the way his fabric of his white shirt rests on his shoulder more of his flesh and blood body is missing. He glances at Keith, white eyebrows furrowing. In fact, all of his hair is white.
Keith glances to Shiro for a wordless moment before he looks back to the video feed.]
We have a question.
[May as well jump straight to it. Keith continues,]
A few nights ago, something happened. To me, and to Shiro. We went to sleep and woke up… different, from a dream that definitely wasn’t just a dream.
[A quick glance to Shiro, as if waiting for him to add,]
We woke up looking different and we slept a lot longer than usual according to the alarms on my watch. Memories started to drift into my mind once I was awake. It felt..very surreal until I saw how different I looked. Then I knew it wasn’t a dream. The memories continued to come to me throughout the day.
[He casts a glance at Keith, waiting for him to chime in and make their point.]
In one night we went through… years. This has to have something to do with the Witch and how she grabbed us all from our worlds to begin with.
[Keith pauses for a moment, trying to keep his tone measured. He’s better at it than he used to be, even if he’s really agitated over the whole thing.]
Has this happened to anyone else? Did the Witch… did Astoria say anything about it, if it did?
[Shiro sets his hand on Keith’s shoulder, lightly squeezing it.]
If this has happened to others...that will confirm this might be tied to her.