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Connor (leconnortemple) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Connor was giving the gymnasium in front of them a dejected look. It looked kind of bleak, really. Nothing he wanted a part of. To be honest, he was a little freaked out. And that took a lot where he was concerned. This was the guy who'd believed Superman was a real human being and couldn't be convinced otherwise until he was thirteen.

Then Chris spoke, and Connor shook himself a little, physically and mentally, to get the feeling back in his body. No going into shock, that wouldn't help anyone. He'd like to believe he was just dreaming, but his dreams rarely involved strange men with so much detail. Strange women, sure! But not men.

"I imagine he probably meant we're not on Earth." It wasn't sarcastic at all! Connor was simply agreeing with what the red-eyed bloke had said. "Maybe some distant planet? Always knew there had to be others that could support life! Just didn't think we'd reached the technology to get to them yet." Hmm. Think, think. "Course, he could just be flat out wrong. Seemed a bit dodgy, really." Had he seen weirder? Well, yeah. Extinct animals were right up there were magical teleportation, weren't they? Sort of. "I'm on a team back home. A team that...works with time," he said carefully, wondering how much he should trust and not trust. The last time he'd let his friends in on it, he'd been betrayed by their excitement. Who knew?

Absently, he took a few steps closer to the gym, wondering why it hadn't just fallen in. It looked ancient.