Re: Quicklog, Ocean's 11: Lin A, Louis D, Neil D, Zatanna Z
[So, yeah, shit was happening, and it was time to go. This was some bullshit and Lin was out of his depth. He could talk, he could turn someone's head around fast and make them forget what they were talking about, but this—this he couldn't do.
He didn't even try to pick it apart. Normally, he would. There was a collision of physics happening on a quantum level, but he didn't fucking care. His fingers slipped to the edge of Neil's sleeve and he tried to drag the man with him, out, but when it was clear no one was coming with him, he just told him:] I have to go. [He wasn't even afraid anymore. He just didn't want to be here for this—locusts and fire and all kinds of shit from a book that commanded people like him be burned and gutted. He wanted to go home and lie down next to Daniel.
Lin shouldered through the door, leaving the protection of his summoned bell jar, and he found the door back to Alice's London. He didn't care that he wasn't dressed for it. His key opened the door to his room and he barricaded himself in, waiting until he caught his breath and his heart leveled in his chest.]