Jake Sully (txopuluke) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2017-06-11 16:35:00 |
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Entry tags: | jake sully (big/kid), kytana montrose, sunila montrose |
Who: (older) Human Jake and ??
Where: City Streets
What: Time travel's a bitch
When: Early Sunday morning, after physio at the dojo
Open: Sure
Rating: Jake swears all the time.
What the fuck?
Jake stared all round him, trying to work out all kinds of things at once. Three questions stood out most, though. Why was the city rebuilt? What the hell was he doing in his old wheelchair? What the fuck had that bastard done now?
He got to his feet, although it was shakier than usual, and tried to work out where he was. Stark Tower was still standing, and when he looked behind him, he saw... was that the old dojo? Shit... His legs buckled and the noisy old motor kicked in on his braces, straightening him up as he reached desperately for his bonds. Sunila's was there, and it was strong but still young, and where the fuck were the boys? His bonds with them were anchored as securely as ever on his side, but loose where his sons should have been. There was a vague hint of them, but beyond that, nothing.
He ran his hands through his hair, tugging very slightly as he slowly looked all round himself and tried to work out when he was. Old chair, coming from the dojo in the morning, a promise of bonds to come... "Fucking hell... this is... this is 2017!" he blurted out. The motor at his belt whirred again as he tried to get his head around things which had his legs threatening to buckle once more.
He needed to stop fucking about, staring at buildings and gawping like a skxawng. He had to get a phone and check the network, find out exactly when he was. He had to find his wife. He folded up his chair with a nudge from the Force, tucked it under his arm and then took off at a run for where the Temple had been... no, where it still was.