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Tweak says, "yes yes i will yes"

Angel(us) (soullesssavior) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2012-02-08 09:53:00

Entry tags:

angel, fred burkle

Who: Angel & Fred
What: Meeting up, explaining things, and trying to start getting Fred settled.
When: Wednesday, late morning [2/8/12]
Where: Library
Rating/Status: TBD/In progress

Angel wasn't sure how he was going to explain all of this to Fred, especially considering when she was from. It made it trickier, but unfortunately, Irene Adler had kind of given her a jumpstart overview already. He couldn't decide if that was a good thing or a bad thing, but he decided to just not think about it at all. He knew that Fred was still adjusting to the whole not-being-in-Pylea thing at this point and the fact that he had to explain the Apocalyptic dimension hopping to her now didn't seem any kind of fair at all.

Nonetheless, he headed out of the office that served as Angel Investigation headquarters and started towards the library. Angel was not surprised in the least that she found herself there. It was a very Fred place to be, in all honesty. At least she had found somewhere that was probably mostly safe to stay for the time being.

He walked inside the library and made his way towards the back where there were some chairs set up for people to sit and read. He found her rather quickly and smiled softly, "Hey, Fred," he said, dropping down into a chair next to her.

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thiswilldo
2012-02-08 05:00 pm UTC (link)

When she'd seen the library, Fred had been both filled with dread and with hope. While she knew she might possibly, maybe, be able to find the answers there, that had also been the place she'd first disappeared from, when she'd gone to Pylea. It helped that this library, on walking in, didn't look like a library in the sense that she knew them. This "library" seemed to have almost as many computers as books, and there was no card catalog that she could find.

After finding the website and odd message board online, Fred had found the one person she'd been praying deep down that she'd find, Angel. Now that he was on his way, she didn't have to do anything except wait. She'd procured a random notepad someone had left and borrowed a pen from the circulation desk, and had retreated into a chair all the way in the back. The cushion had been pulled off and tossed on the floor, and she was curled up with all of her limbs pulled inside, scribbling furiously on the paper. By the time Angel sat down, she was already five pages of randomness in.

Looking over at him, she blinked, then smiled brightly. Almost reaching out to hug him, she then stopped and hugged herself instead, the pen and pad clutched tightly in her hands. "Angel! It's real good to see you, did you have fun on your trip and were you able to get over - I-I mean deal with - what's her name dying?"

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soullesssavior
2012-02-08 05:48 pm UTC (link)

Angel wasn't really sure exactly how to start this whole explanation off. It was so much, so involved, for where he knew Fred was mentally at this point. From what he'd already pieced together, she was still in the process of adjusting to not being in Pylea. And this new situation was definitely not likely to help. Explanations had to be done, though, and he'd rather she get it from him than anyone else.

"It's good to see you too, Fred." He nodded. "Well, uh, yeah, you could say that." He ran a hand up to cup the back of his neck as he let out a breath. "Okay, here's the thing..." He decided it was time to bite the bullet and get the worst part over with. "There's this seal in hell that was broken in this dimension that is kind of pulling people from other worlds--and time, for that matter--here to this one. And there's a war going on here, an Apocalypse, or maybe the Apocalypse is more accurate since Lucifer himself is behind the whole thing. The theory is that the seal, for the most part, pulls people that would help end this war here, but sometimes it brings not-so-good people around too. Probably has something to do with keeping everything in balance or something. But anyway..." He was getting off track and he needed to stay focused. "That's...the bare basic idea of what's happened. I'm...actually from about a year or so ahead of where you came from, Fred."

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thiswilldo
2012-02-08 07:19 pm UTC (link)

Her smile had grown bigger – if that was even possible – when he said it was good to see her. Shifting in the chair so that she faced him while still curled up, she absently played with the pen she was holding as he spoke. Fred’s smile started to fade as his words somewhat sunk in, and her eyes widened with every sentence. The thought of something pulling her to yet another dimension terrified her, and she squeezed herself harder to keep from trembling.

When he finished, Fred reluctantly let herself go to draw the paper and pen back in front of her, despite the fact that her stomach now felt as if it were full of lead. And butterflies. Butterflies with lead wings that fluttered as helplessly as her heart was at the moment while she struggled to deal with what Angel had said. Finally, she ducked her head and flipped to a clean page, scribbling out numbers and letters as she spoke. “Balance – yes, that would make sense, because things always have to be balanced one way or another, or else the scales tip and that’s never a pretty sight, not that scales tipped over might not be pretty, I guess the could be, but you have to have equal sides to an equation to figure out the answer and make everything add up….but I’m still missing pieces of my own equation.” The last part was said quieter as her head furrowed a little, before she looked back up at him again.

“Can we get back?”

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soullesssavior
2012-02-08 08:24 pm UTC (link)

The look on Fred's face as she started trying to process everything he'd just told her was one he was hoping he'd never have to see again. It was heartbreaking, the realization that she was jerked away from what was the early stages of a mostly normal life, away from Pylea, away from slavery, just to be dumped into a warring dimension. She did, however, seem to take it a litte better than he'd expected. Probably because of that balance comment, it gave her a way to relate it all into something she was familiar with, something she was comfortable with.

He smiled, just slightly, as she went on her little ramble about balance. "Yeah, you're probably right. Scales tipped in favor of evil would definitely not be a pretty sight." That was something he could definitely agree with. The scribbling stopped and she looked at him again. And then she asked that. He shook is head slowly, "No one's figured out a way to control it at will, it's all random. no patterns."

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thiswilldo
2012-02-08 09:51 pm UTC (link)

Essentially, Fred was trying to process things the only way she really could currently – treat it like it was a math problem to solve, because math was comforting and numbers didn’t call you stupid or put collars on you. She couldn’t think about the apocalypse stuff now, or the terror that threatened to claw its way into her mind from outside where it crept. This place wasn’t safe, no where seemed to be safe – not even the Hyperion if she could be stolen across time and space and brought here. At least Angel was there. He’d save her, right? Somehow.

Her face was very serious as she met his eyes, and she shook her head, “There’s always a pattern, a rhyme and a reason to everything, even madness. Randomness doesn’t exist – or if it does, it can’t exist here, not here because that would make everything bad and worse, so it can’t be random, Angel. It can’t be.” If it was random, Fred wasn’t sure she’d be able to handle it and was afraid she’d break even further. “Now it’s possible that maybe there was some kind of a different p-portal…different from how I – we –went through before. It’s closer to being an Einstein-Rosen bridge, really, but even that would shift reality around itself, but nothing at all seemed to be disturbed where I showed up here, but something should have happened to reality for any of this to happen.” Her hands were shaking, and she set the paper and pen on the edge of the chair’s arm, then shifted to sit on her hands in an effort to hide that fact.

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soullesssavior
2012-02-08 11:48 pm UTC (link)

"If anyone can find the pattern, it'd be you," he smiled softly. He understood her reluctance to accept that there was no pattern. Everyone wanted to figure out a pattern in the way the seal worked because that would mean something could be fixed, that they could figure out a way to go home. Although, he was sure that at this point, there were more than one or two people that may not even want to go home.

"I can't explain it, really, I just know what I've been told." He admitted with a soft sigh. "I'm just glad you came here now instead of after I first got here." he muttered under his breath.

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thiswilldo
2012-02-09 12:03 am UTC (link)

Her eyes dropped this time, as her cheeks darkened at his words. She really hoped he was right, because she didn't want to let him down, and she also didn't want to be trapped in another dimension again. Particularly for another five years. At least, so far, it seemed close enough to their own that, well, people weren't slaves.

Yet.

She caught his words and hesitated for a moment, considering speaking up, then finally did as she looked back up at him. "Why?" At least if they'd shown up together, he wouldn't have been alone, right?

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soullesssavior
2012-02-09 01:38 am UTC (link)

He probably shouldn't have made that comment, but it was too late to take it back now. "There's some things you don't know about me yet, Fred." he smiled sadly. "But I don't want to get into all that right now, if that's all right with you? This is a lot to process and...I don't want to overload you with information, okay?" He knew that was a cop-out, but it was also true.

"The good thing is, we are here together now and you don't have to go through this whole thing alone, right?" He smiled gently and held his hand out to her. "We'll get through it together, right?"

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thiswilldo
2012-02-09 03:26 am UTC (link)

"I know that you could have hurt me back in Pylea, but you didn't. I trust you, Angel." Fred offered another smile, then looked away shyly again as she nodded her understanding. "That's fine, and yes, this is all very overwhelming and processes take times but we keep losing time and we need to stop doing that."

Taking a deep breath, her eyes peered through a few light brown strands of hair at the hand that moved into her field of vision, and she raised her head again, then nodded. Her own smaller hand slipped into his. "Yes. We will. Somehow." They had to.

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soullesssavior
2012-02-09 05:07 am UTC (link)

He chuckled softly, "For what it's worth, we don't lose time as much in the future." He wasn't sure if that was comforting or not, talking about the future, but it was worth a shot at least.

He gave her hand a gentle, reassuring squeeze and said, "Now, how about we get you back to the complex and settled into a room, hm? It's safe there. Pretty much one of the safest places you can be in this town."

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thiswilldo
2012-02-09 05:47 am UTC (link)

"It'd be nice to be safe again. Is it like the Hyperion?" She was slowly relaxing a little, uncurling from the position she sat in. Keeping one hand clenched around his, Fred picked up the pad and pen with the other. She sent one wary glance around the room, then looked back to him again.

"It's...it's not far, is it? It's real close?" She hadn't even been out of the hotel since they had brought her there, and showing up in a random alley in Lawrence had been a little traumatizing for her until she'd found the library. Fred really didn't want to be out all that long.

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soullesssavior
2012-02-09 05:42 pm UTC (link)

"A little bit," he nodded, standing up with her. She was so child-like like this and that only made the urge to protect her even stronger. Of course, that was just Angel being Angel. "There's all sorts of protection around the complex, so you don't have to worry. And you'll have your own room and everything."

"It's not far at all," He promised, walking with her towards the front doors of the library, "You'll be fine. I'll be with you the whole way," he reassured her as they stepped outside.

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