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Amelie had ventured into the Zones again, this time without being accompanied by anyone. Was it her brightest idea? She didn’t care, needing to be away from the City for a while.

She gazed into the vast openness of the sky, gazing at the stars that winked and glittered. She would give anything to see this view everyday.

She sat up to change the tapes on an old Walkman she swiped when she heard footsteps.

“Who is there?”

#|| starter ||#// open to any killjoy muses even if we hadn’t interacted before #kjrp

[ @timedmortality gets some angst ]

“ How have you spent your time ? ”

It may have been a strange question to anyone else — but from a fractured, trapped soul to an immortal being, perhaps it was not.

“ How have you endured it ? ” he asked, turning to face the other. “ Sometimes it’s so quiet and lonely that all I have are my thoughts . . . I hardly know what to do. I barely remember anything in the first place . . . ”

#// for unus because this is the first thing i thought of flsjdkdk }#{ : ̗̀˗ˏˋ➤ 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 ;; damien ( ic ) }#[{ 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 || from the upside down }]#[ timedmortality ]#|| starter ||

[ a starter for @lvckyflannel ! ]

Another familiar flash of blue light, and Aster fell onto cold concrete. The shine of the open wormhole illuminated the space in a way that made it starkly clear when it was gone. They were alone. They’d been separated from Mark. They’d have to continue on their own, it seemed. They always found each other again eventually.

It was dark. Aster wondered if they had been stuck inside somewhere again — until they realized that it was merely nighttime.

Where were they ?

Standing and regaining their balance, they tried to regain their bearings as well ( as though they had ever really had them ) . It looked like Earth — but they could never truly be sure. Had they been here before ? No, that was impossible.

The large ( almost imposing ) building nearby was the only landmark that they had to go off of.

With a sigh, Aster began their walk closer to it, hoping that whatever they found would not be as much trouble as they had already encountered.

That was probably too much to hope for, wasn’t it ?

An edifice of some sort — a museum ? Not what they had expected, but it was better than a lot of other options. There seemed to be no one outside . . . that was, from their point of view, at least. Though it might have been dangerous to approach it, they didn’t seem to have many other options, once again. Whatever will get me out of here sooner.

#// i am Very Excited to see where these go :00 }#// aster is simply Tired Of This }#{ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 ? 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ? ;; captain aster ( ic ) }#[ lvckyflannel ]#|| starter ||#// i hope this is alright !! }

[ @invinciblecrew liked for a Return to WKM verse starter ! ]

How Aster knew their way through this mansion was a mystery to them. Yet, every stairwell was where they predicted, every door led to exactly where they thought it would. How was that possible ? They hadn't been here before. Had they ?

Facing those in this home, though, was something they were unprepared for. They'd been able to run from agencies and speak with aliens. Why couldn't they face this ? Their heart dropped every time they heard footsteps.

Such was they case as they walked past one of the upper hallways. Someone was on their way. In a movement without much planning, and no time to check where they were going, Aster ducked into the next room they saw — thankful that the door was unlocked.

Breath having quickened, they tried to slow their racing heart. That was when they stood fully again and took the chance to look around themself. A studio, of some sort ?

#// i made it so aster accidentally went into elias' sewing room if that wasn't clear gskjdfkgk }#{ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 ? 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ? ;; captain aster ( ic ) }#[{ ☄. *. ⋆ 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 : return to w.km }]#[ invinciblecrew ]#|| starter ||

[ a starter for @temporaltravels ! ]

" I really don't think it will take up all of my time. "

It was more of thinking aloud than an answer to an actual question. A finger thoughtfully tapped against the side of his cup. " Besides, they know it's only an internship. I'm still a student, " Jack continued with a small shrug.

Having lunch with his friend was something he valued, after all. It was difficult to imagine that such an opportunity might threaten something so special. " Even if it does, I'll still work out some free time to spend time with you, I promise. Can't leave my friend to do all of his work alone, now can I ? " he lightheartedly asked, a chuckle punctuating the question.

#// i hope this is alright ! }#{ jack beaumont }#[ temporaltravels ]#|| starter ||

[ a starter for @hauntedhousc ! ]

Passing through the void beyond the mirror glass was something Damien had long grown accustomed to. It was disorienting, and vastly empty — if you didn't know now to navigate it, that was.

Paths changed, but certain destinations could always be found if you were looking for them. Knowledge of the location often helped.

Damien had found this spot before. It was somewhere he'd already visited. Speaking through the mirror, watching the happenings beyond the glass wall.

It had been some time since he had seen William again for that first time. There was still a pain in his chest, the wariness from nightmarish memories that still lingered, but they had reconciled a great deal.

Now, he merely accompanied the man as a presence of what may cautiously be called a friend once again.

Approaching the glass, he propped himself against it's frame. Thankfully, it sat at the perfect height for him to lean against to watch the show.

#// buddy cop trio my beloved }#{ : ̗̀˗ˏˋ➤ life is ours to choose ;; damien }#[{ verse : the fogged mirror // darkimen }]#[ hauntedhousc ]#|| starter ||

[ @pnkifsed asked : "you look like you just saw a ghost." ]

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You look like you just saw a ghost.

To Aster, it felt like they had.

This was not the Aperture Sciences they remembered. Not at all. There were no people, no life — only barren rooms and ruins.

Now, a voice spoke to them.

Am I not seeing a ghost ? Who are you ? What happened here ?

They attempted to voice this question, yet nothing of their inquiries passed their lips.

Falling to another method of communication, they lightly gesture to the figure before them, a look of confusion upon their face. Who are you ?

#// i hope this is alright !! }#{ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 ? 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ? ;; captain aster ( ic ) }#[ pnkifsed ]#|| starter ||