InsaneJournal

Who: Murphy & Connor MacManus
Where: The lobby to start, and then parts unknown
When: Yesterday! Aka: Jan 2nd
Warnings: Probably some swearing.


Murphy's mind was in a whirl, it was too much to process all at once, he'd even gone back to the informational page that he'd been given two or three times while conversing with his brother, but even breaking it down it was still a lot to take in. And then there was the prospect that somehow Connor had jumped ahead eight years, and that prospect was unsettling at best, they were twins, arguing over who was older was just what they did it was unfair for someone to go and clear that up without so much as a how d'you do.

He smoked as he walked, glad that he'd had a half pack in his coat pocket, needing something to keep himself occupied aside from trying not to look suspicious with a bag full of heavy artillery slung over his shoulder. He had to believe that no one would know what it was, after all, it might just as easily have been sports equipment. It didn't take him long to find the place, he'd gotten good directions and he was still full of nervous energy, which made him walk a little faster than usual.

He hesitated a few long moments on the front steps, finishing off his cigarette and flicking the butt end of it off into a sludgy puddle before trudging up the stairs and easing the front door open, not entirely sure what to expect, really as he slipped through, having fallen into that almost-silent movement that seemed to creep over him the same as that sense of purpose did.