Duo Maxwell (
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castleinthemist2012-01-25 08:28 pm
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He really should have known better. He was the kind of person capable of getting in to trouble just walking across the street, what made him think that going exploring in the castle alone was a good idea?
Well, really, he never thought it was a good idea. It was just an idea. One that he did despite the possible risk of it.
And now he was regretting that.
Having made his way up to a flat, almost roof like area of the castle, he was simply looking around the edges, thinking it was about time to start heading back to his room since there really hadn't been anything of interest around there except for a couple of barrels he couldn't open in another room. He leaned over one of the little ledges that hung over another area below, spotting what looked like train tracks.
Well that was interesting! But not something he wanted to keep to himself. His double would sure as hell want to know about that, right? He kind of wished he'd brought something to draw a map out with, but he knew if he went back now he could recall the path there from memory alone.
He turned to start the trek back, and it was that moment fate decided to remind Duo Maxwell that his luck was good, but never as good as he would have liked it to be.
Loose, crumbling stone fell away from where his right foot was, and his balance was lost. He felt a sickening sensation in the pit of his stomach as he fell backwards. A yelp sounded from him as he grabbed what was left of the ledge, feet dangling high above the stone floor below. If he fell, it was going to hurt. A lot. If it didn't kill him.
"Damnit...!"
Well, really, he never thought it was a good idea. It was just an idea. One that he did despite the possible risk of it.
And now he was regretting that.
Having made his way up to a flat, almost roof like area of the castle, he was simply looking around the edges, thinking it was about time to start heading back to his room since there really hadn't been anything of interest around there except for a couple of barrels he couldn't open in another room. He leaned over one of the little ledges that hung over another area below, spotting what looked like train tracks.
Well that was interesting! But not something he wanted to keep to himself. His double would sure as hell want to know about that, right? He kind of wished he'd brought something to draw a map out with, but he knew if he went back now he could recall the path there from memory alone.
He turned to start the trek back, and it was that moment fate decided to remind Duo Maxwell that his luck was good, but never as good as he would have liked it to be.
Loose, crumbling stone fell away from where his right foot was, and his balance was lost. He felt a sickening sensation in the pit of his stomach as he fell backwards. A yelp sounded from him as he grabbed what was left of the ledge, feet dangling high above the stone floor below. If he fell, it was going to hurt. A lot. If it didn't kill him.
"Damnit...!"
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"What about any of this is normal... ?"
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"At least we know that there's something more then just the castle. There's something sinister after us. We're gonna need to let people know about that."
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Another huff, this one more morose than irritated, left him as he stuffed his hands in his pockets, trying to ignore just how much his face was starting to hurt. Stupid things didn't throw their punches. Reminded him of a certain Japanese pilot he knew.
"How d'you propose we do that? Stand on a street corner and say 'the shadow things are coming' until some one listens?"
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"As if. You get into a conversation with someone, you tell em. Either that or we could find some chalk and write it on the wall. Don't think anyone can ignore that." He snorted at the thought and shook his head. Once they were up the stairs he shrugged. "Do whatever, just make sure that people know what's going on."
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Now that they were finally nearing the living quarters, he chanced a glance over his shoulder curiously.
"What'd you wanna talk to me about anyway?"
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He moved in step now with his double across the bridge, mulling it over. "I have some good news, actually. I'm not you after all."
He pauses.
"Actually I'm not sure if it's good news or not. It's just that you don't grow up to be me. Our timelines don't match up."
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"... okay..." was all he could really say at the end of it, confusion written on his features.
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"Instead, the Bartons went ahead with Operation Meteor."
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"... they... they did what?"
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His voice was low and flat, a bit of a shake with his final words. "They dropped the colony onto the Earth. And we didn't make it in time to stop em."
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He couldn't speak. His voice only caught in his throat uselessly. His hands moved over his face, head shaking slowly.
There was nothing he could say.
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"D--.." He started. "Don't. Okay?" He folded his hands in front of him and rested his jaw on his knuckles. "I already feel bad enough-- and..." Oh man, he put his hands to his face and let out a shaky breath. He really didn't know what else to say himself. Felt like he just said the most horrible thing in the world.
Worse yet? He still felt cold. He shivered and settled back in his chair, his arms crossed over his chest for the warmth.
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"I can't--..." was all he managed to get out before his voice cracked and he went silent again.
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"I know." He said, shaking his head. What could he say? They had the same hangups about operation Meteor. They probably made the same decision to go to Earth. There was just nothing he could say to make things right. Maybe...
"Listen." He said, glancing longingly at the bedroom doors on the far side of the room. That corridor that at the moment looked so far away. "I won't say anymore. You don't need to carry that."
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"Does it matter? It doesn't effect you--! It's done! It happened! And your world is still safe!" Duo paused, looking down at the table.
"And I don't wanna think about it anymore."
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He still didn't know what to say.
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"I'm goin' to bed." He said simply, in hopes he could just push it all back into the recesses of his mind.
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It would be another few minutes after his other left before he shuffled off to his room, curling up on his bed while staring at the dark wall blankly.