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Christopher "Chris" Perry Halliwell. (changethefuture) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Chris was still examining the box, not nearly as eager to open it as the other man. It could be some sort of Pandora's Box or something for all they knew. Usually a box was just a box, but it was entirely possible for it to be something else and -- His thoughts paused when the other man opened his box and nothing evil or wicked floated out of it. Hmm. Apparently it was harmless. Good to know.

He opened his and frowned at what was inside. Although socks would likely come in handy, with the rate the rain was coming down. Chris closed his box after a quick peek-through, not wanting everything inside to get wet in case he needed it. Instead he looked over at the other man and watched him poke through his things, brow furrowing again at his rambling. "Nice to meet you, I guess." Was it really, when they'd both apparently come to somewhere foreign to either of them? "I've no idea." Chris was standing up again, holding the box in one hand as he looked around. Was this place all wilderness, or was there more to it? More importantly, what was it and how could he go about getting out? He needed to get home, either to the past or the future. He had to know what happened, what had changed, if anything. Chris thought about trying to orb home, closing his eyes as he prepared to do so, but he couldn't sense Leo, or anyone. He couldn't sense the house which should have been as easy to orb to as to the heavens. "This is not good." he muttered to himself. Maybe it was an alternate universe... one where the Charmed Ones didn't exist. That was too frightening a thought to ponder.