|smallgraybox (smallgraybox) wrote in the_nexus_rpg,|
@ 2011-10-29 23:52:00
|Entry tags:||4th_apocalypse, athousandroles, haganenomore, smallgraybox|
(original character, open)
Ira is pretty sure he got here through a dreamstate. Or if not quite a dreamstate, then certainly something that isn't in any way related to the ordinary corporeal world back in Nevada. Maybe something like the out-of-place, out-of-time shared mental spaces Jersey was working on. Before... well, when Jersey had the telepathic capacity to work on anything like that.
Now, Ira thinks (not entirely charitably) he seems to mostly have the capacity to bitch.
He's a rational human being. Bit emotional sometimes, sure, but mostly rational, and has an MSc in psychology (well, telepathic psychology, but he doesn't tell most people the first word) to prove it. If you can call psychology rational, when the entire discipline's had to deal with the likes of Freud. You take what you can get. Anyway, the ongoing monologue rationale in his head is pointing out that this is obviously a construct of his own mind, because that sign's screaming out what he's wanted to do for days. Ask a question. Or rather, several questions. And ask them of people who aren't so closely involved with the whole situation.
It's entirely possible he's gone crazy, here, he realises, but right now he'll roll with it.
"Okay," he says genially to the locals at large. "Here's a question. If you got your boyfriend into a mess -- sort of, though technically speaking he got himself into it, I won't bore you with the gory details -- anyway, having already broken up once, how godawful is it to be considering leaving him again?"