is that the whole vessel is stuck in a loop now. i can’t.. get us out of there. i only broke out of the cycle because of—well, it doesn’t matter. that’s why i asked you the year.
oh. well, it’s a little more sophisticated than that.
i’m the captain of our ship—we were trying to find a new solar system that hadn’t been discovered yet. i can’t remember how long it had been, but—yeah, long story short, um… wormhole!
( she sighed. )
what’s worse (+)
[ admittedly, he could've at least tried to give a better reaction than the blank stare that he does grant them. he's been through his own fair share of strange activity, so it shouldn't be 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 big of a shock, && yet his immediate reaction is that of disbelief. ] ⊳
( They met his gaze warily, and nodded. Well, even if he didn’t believe her, she HAD to tell /someone/. )
…I got sucked into a worm hole and it spit me out here. As in, here—Earth, 2023.
[ he almost wants to laugh at that, but he knows it'd just be misconstrued as something antagonistic than what it really is. so he clears his throat, leans forward, attention fully on her once more. ]
try me , taylor .
( Relief washed over her shoulders, though it wasn’t long before the anxiety returned full-force. She gave a twitchy smile. )
Oh, uh! Y’know, I was just…
( …A sigh. )
You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.
[ almost caught off-guard by how quickly it's asked, one moment from requesting repetition. now he looks at her again, head tilting just slightly to the side, almost curious. ]
2023 , i think . the end of it , at least . close to new year .
why don't you remember ? ⊳
Oh! Just wondering, I guess. Um, so, DoYouKnowWhatYearItIs?
( The question came out fast, but it was the one she really wanted the answer to. She looked to him expectantly. )
[ a tough question, despite the simplicity of it. he pauses, thinks for a moment, seems to count off his fingers. ]
. . . thirteen years ? or is it —-- no , that's right . i came in 2012 && then . . .
[ && the sentence trails off, unfinished, as he stares at the coffee in ⊳
Okay, cool cool. Um—
( She’s getting a bit nervous now, trying hard not to show it but the grimace in her features is hard to miss. )
How long have you been in this, um- general area?
[ a twitch of his brow, drawn together in slight confusion. he's wondering, briefly, if this is one of those awareness tests he's been through so often before. ]
my name is alan wake .
( They clapped their hands together excitedly. )
Yay! Thank you. Um, I’ll try to make this quick.
( There’s a long pause as she thought up her questions. )
Let’s… Start with some basic ones. What’s your name?
ah , i see . true crime , huh .
[ hard to tell how he's taking that, exactly. a subtle shift, like he's suddenly a bit more defensive. but it's not major enough to change the air between the two. ]
uh . . . yeah . no idea if i'll have the answers you're wanting , but . . .
( They LAUGH, wholeheartedly and with a wide smile at the others’ joke. )
HA! Yeah no, totally.
Nah, it was just True Crime stuff. I’m not, like, super proud of it. I was in a weird place.
( She shifted a bit in her seat. )
I know you said you don’t do interviews, but— (+)
[ in his nature to dig deeper, if not before the disappearance, than certainly now. ]
a podcast , huh ? let me guess , sports ? you seem like a big baseball fan .
[ his turn to crack a joke to ease the tension, nodding. ]
a job's a job . not gonna judge you for that .
( They grin, though there’s a twitch to the expression—like she was hoping he wouldn’t ask. )
Oh, y’know, just uh. Well, I used to have a podcast, but now I just… Er…
( A small sigh. )
I- uber? People?
[ he watches. it's hard to tell if he's being overly cautious by examining her expression so closely or rightfully paranoid. after so long without socializing, the lines blur. ]
for work . okay .
&& what is it exactly that you do ? just curious .
Oh! Well, um…
( She sat back a bit in her own chair, hands curled around her own cup of coffee. )
Funny story, actually. I was in the area for…
( A pause—their expression shifts. )
…Work, and I actually just—kind of saw you!
( She grinned at him, eyes wide with anticipation for a smile that was hidden just out of view. )
Mm, yeah, I’m pretty much an expert at bad jokes. Don’t think I didn’t see that look, though!! You liked it.
[ he's staring at the other with almost a blank expression, slowly blinking before shaking his head. ]
that was . . . a really bad joke .
[ picking up the cup of coffee in front of him, he manages to take a sip to hide the smile that slips momentarily across his face. ]