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1/19/2016 1:59:23 AM
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[b]His eyes suddenly brighten[/b]
You're not old, are you.
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"What do you mean?" [i] He says with a grin, knowing Nobody was catching on.[/i]
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[b]He stares at you, his mouth slightly agape[/b] That's... What? Why? How? I don't even... [b]He sits down on the ground, his head in his hands, then plops on his back, staring at the sky[/b] What are you?
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"Depends; what do you think I am?"
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Either someone outside of time. A being that isn't affected by it for some reason or another. Or, someone that got hold of a time machine. I'm just going to skip the possibility of you being god.
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"I've heard plenty of names. None I've stuck to, nor none that explain what I am. Tempest, Watcher, Traveler, Time Bender, Time Surfer, the list goes on, and on, on." [i] He ticks the names off on his fingers one at a time.[/i]
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Then try explaining what you are in your own words. [b]He pulls himself up, sitting with his chin on one knee.[/b]
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"A guy who can travel through time, manipulate it, bend it to his will without any butterfly or ripple effects or any of that science bullshit."
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Where did you come from?
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"My mothers vagina." [i] He says crudely with a smirk.[/i]
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Does Red know about this? [b]He wave his arm, gesturing around him[/b]
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"She knows next to nothing about me. I'm still a myth in her eyes."
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I'm going to take a wild guess and assume you don't want me to tell her.
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"That I can time travel?"
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"You do what you want kid. I'm sure she's already guessed some of it. Hell, I've seen it. She keeps notebooks about me in her room." [i] He says with a smirk.[/i]
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Nah. If you wanted to tell her you'd do it. I'm doubtful she'd believe me anyway.
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[i] He shrugs.[/i] "Never know. Though this, [i] He waves his hand.[/i] "Is only one place I can go. I could show you the dawn of the earth if you want. The American Revolution, man discovering fire, the discovery of AI, life on other planets." [i] He says simply.[/i]
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That's incredible. So if you won't tell me where you came from, how about when?
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"2177."
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[b]He chuckles to himself[/b] Does that make me older than you?
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"Chronologically, I'm 38 years old. So no." [i] This is an odd statement, considering he looks to be no older than twenty.[/i]
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You certainly age well.
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[i] He chuckles and something strange happens. His body begins to change slightly, as if he's on fast-forward. His skin tans a bit, his hair gets a few steel gray flecks in it, his face has a few more laugh and worry lines. [/i] "This is what I should look like."
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[b]His mouth is completely open[/b]
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"Close it, you'll catch flies." [i] He says as his body seems to rewind and his form goes back to what it was, a handsome twenty year old.[/i]
