professor eliot waugh (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} professorwaugh) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} noexits, |
By himself, Eliot might have felt relief. He fucked up, somehow. Like nearly a hundred or so other timelines he'd experienced before ever coming to Derleth, he'd made one wrong move and it'd cost him. Oops. Oh well. What was next?
Except Margo and Hugh had been with him. He could almost sense them. Not that he could call out to either. Did they know he was close.
Margo. He thought. He did his best to move closer. Hugh?
And like the nearly hundred or so timelines he'd experienced, he knew as part of a group deal Eliot was rarely the only one affected or who paid the price for a bad idea, a wrong turn, or just shit luck. He couldn't stop himself from trying to hold onto them. To look for them. To exist.
If they managed to get out of this, Eliot decided he owed Vax an apology.
Maybe don't go out on a run with the magician that had died in a hundred or so other timelines. Because the timeline where Eliot lived? More and more seemed like the exception rather than the rule.
Fuck.