It is. The very boy he took a meal from. Heero, was it? He saw the boy's eyes standing behind Quatre in the corner of the room. Was this the past? Quatre's past and Heero's future? Or was it just a fiction dreamed up by the fears coming from this blond?
Some of it was distinctly memory. The sensory depriving chamber? That was a memory. These two men? Likewise.
The needle came as a surprise though, and he instantly wondered just where these people came from. The technology looked surprisingly similar to what he had back in Haddyn, but looking out the window? No smog, no flying cars.
He watched as Dekim injected him with a needle, holding him back and thrusting him into a chair. They waited a while before a doctor came in, issuing orders and speaking some buzzwords.
And Quatre just looked out of it. He wondered-- If he's in this state, can he influence any of this? Would it carry over into the real world?
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It is. The very boy he took a meal from. Heero, was it? He saw the boy's eyes standing behind Quatre in the corner of the room. Was this the past? Quatre's past and Heero's future? Or was it just a fiction dreamed up by the fears coming from this blond?
Some of it was distinctly memory. The sensory depriving chamber? That was a memory. These two men? Likewise.
The needle came as a surprise though, and he instantly wondered just where these people came from. The technology looked surprisingly similar to what he had back in Haddyn, but looking out the window? No smog, no flying cars.
He watched as Dekim injected him with a needle, holding him back and thrusting him into a chair. They waited a while before a doctor came in, issuing orders and speaking some buzzwords.
And Quatre just looked out of it. He wondered-- If he's in this state, can he influence any of this? Would it carry over into the real world?