luministi | ❧ Two Roads Diverged in a Yellow Wood

[Nothing much has changed in the interior of Dr. Caligin's office since Nathan gave everyone leave to make their decisions. Nathan is still there waiting by Lab #3. If they are returning from doing whatever around the spacestation, they'll notice that all of the photos on the wall have been removed and stacked neatly on the desk, along with all of Caligin's possessions that had been shoved into a desk drawer. (Of course, if one had never left the office, one would have seen him pulling all of the photos down.)]

If you have made your decision, please let me know now. And, uh, if you haven't for some reason and want to ask me something, I guess you can do that too.

So what have you decided?

[ooc: When your character is ready to leave, please write "Going home!" in the subject line of your comment and that will be your exit from the game for the season! And if your character is staying, please write "Staying in this universe!" in the subject line of your comment once you are done with your conversation with Nathan. (This will also be your "exit" from the game, but just in a different sense.)]

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[he makes a point of adjusting his tie; it's the one she made for him] Well, you'll still be with us, in a way.

[she gives him an amused smile] And I'm certain I won't be rid of you nearly so easily either.

[she pauses, not sure what to say] Doctor... Take care of them. And of yourself.

[he smiles warmly] I will do. [goes to hug her, being careful of her stomach]

[misery does love company--and he's not likely to forget any of that any time soon, so...] Could always try going incognito. Or taking full advantage of the attention to gain possible informants who might have seen where Resarci went. Of course, we have to be prepared for the inevitable disgruntled fan who might not have liked either of us.

...Wait, Lady Cloche was the center of attention back where you're from? [don't mind if he sounds a bit skeptical]

[he starts rubbing the back of his neck, a bit modest about the whole thing] I was just doing my duty... But good luck back home.

Some of them are rabid fans. You should never underestimate them and the lengths they'll go to get a piece of you in any way they can. Some might have moved on by now, but some people...can be frightfully loyal to their favorites. It's just best to be prepared for any situation you might encounter, to be honest.

Yeah, disgruntled fans don't really worry me.

[He rubs the back of his head as he looks away, and he might be holding back a sigh, you can never be too sure~] Lady Cloche is the single most important figure in Metafalss. She's the Holy Maiden, the leader and the hope of the people. [A pause. He looks back up at Washington.] It's been that way ever since she was born, and she didn't have any say in the matter.

Good. It'll be very easy to deal with them anyway.

[a little incredulous] She's the leader of your people?? [he understood before that she's an important figure, but he didn't expect her to be that important. suddenly, he's feeling kinda bad for Croix's people.]

Yeah, you don't exactly have much of a choice when you're born into something like that. Not unless she breaks tradition and passes her station on to someone else.

See what I have to put up with? [Oh, but that's a fond little shade of a smile if ever there was one.]

You have to understand - what you saw wasn't... entirely the truth. A lot has changed, and so has she. She sincerely wants to protect the world. To create the new land. And now, she can. [Beat.] Of course, she's still demanding. And spoiled. Some things never change.

Thank you. And good luck to you as you continue on here. Oh- which reminds me. You will be able to return Mister Caligin's pictures to him? [She had promised herself that she'd see the things that had been meant as a trap would peaceably find their way back to him.]

Huh. [that's about as far as he'll go to show how mildly impressed he is] Funny how things work.

Now, when you say "create a new land", do you mean literally?

His personal belongings in his desk? Of course. Told him I would. [smiles] I'm pretty good about keeping my word.

[she hugs him back] Good, because I'd hate to have to come back here to make sure you do so otherwise. [she pauses then before she adds:] But...thank you, Doctor. For everything.

[He nods.]

I do. But... it's not as simple as singing the song and having the Tower manifest it. Luca and Lady Cloche tried that, and it failed. Horribly. [He sighs.] We're beginning to understand just what it's going to take to make it a reality.

I'm relieved that everything that belongs to him will be returned.

So who does the thing that you just took from the desk belong to?

[raises an eyebrow slightly for a brief moment at her threat] Nah, don't thank me! [his smile turns a bit crooked] Take care, Sophie. And good luck with the little one!

[he starts to back away]

And good luck with everyone here. [she lets go, hesitating for a moment before she says:] Good-bye, Doctor. [she smiles, but it's a bittersweet expression]

[she smiles faintly, amused] Somehow I doubt that's all that's helping her.

[she takes his hand, shaking it] And you. I'm ready to go home now.

[he almost wants to ask how it could fail horribly; he assumes the worst that could happen is the partial manifestation of land leading to the creation of rubble and the likes. then again...there could have been people living where those new bits of land were created. definitely would explain the "failed horribly" part.]

So basically, you need more singers and more towers?

Me. Everything on top of the desk minus Dr. Caligin's personal belongings are now evidence--and uh, belong to me because of it.

I should let you get back. Go on in. [he gestures to the chamber she should go into before he heads to the observation room]

[he smiles but says nothing more about her]

Let's go on in. [he leads her by the hand (or if she withdraws it, he still leads the way in) to the inner chamber of Lab #3.] Just like last time. It'll take a minute once the doors are closed, but after that, you should be back home.

[while he's talking, he heads back out to the office to grab something, but doesn't show what it is on his way back in] Once you're all set, go in and shut the door.

[Dude... you do not want to know the definition of "failed horribly" in this case. You can't even begin to imagine it.]

We need the real Hymn of Metafalica first. And, yes, more Reyvateils. [He frowns a bit.] I think. [It makes sense to him, but the girls are still insisting otherwise. Who knows?]

And even if we could build another Tower, it wouldn't help. [He pauses, thinking of the best way to explain...] The tower only processes what it's given. It can't fill in any gaps on its own or amplify anything.

[she lets him lead her by the hand, nodding at his instructions. she's too eager to get home to bother being nervous. and she tells herself that there's nothing to be nervous about, anyway--she's done this before] Yes, of course. Good-bye, Nathan.

[and, without any more delay, she steps inside, shutting the door]

Oh, I see. [Still, how bad could it be? Even at their worst, they can't possibly be anything like Daleks or Cybermen.]

Aye, well, we'll deal with it as it comes. If nothing else, we'll have the TARDIS to go back to. Er...we will have the TARDIS, won't we?

[Nodding at his explanation she moves further into the room- her time here has clearly made her more paranoid, albeit with good reason.]

My apologies. Thank you yet again!

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