@gcntlcmanscientist || STARTERS 1/?
He remembers this place. Vague memories wrought forth overtime, leaving a bitter, unfulfilled feeling for a world so cruelly left behind. The crucible remains held in a tight grip, vision straying towards familiar landscapes, ignoring urges to explore - curiosities towards the possibility of new findings. There was no escaping, as much as an ever overworked and persistent mind cried for otherwise. It’s long after such an unnerving realization sparks that he wills himself to move. Feeling guilt and regret yet swallowed down and left behind in favor of plotting.
There was a chance for things to be salvaged. A possibility to rescue human-kind before it’s too late. If only he could send a message out...
A near collision with such a small figure tears him from his thoughts, stepping back to give a wide birth of space between, assessing potential damages caused from his part.
“ My apologies. ” Nothing in need of his immediate attention to be seen, yet he finds himself feeling less concerned (far less than usual) and more... Perplexed? Curious? This city was no stranger to the strange - and still is, it seems. Nevertheless, Samuel stands aside, giving but a brief gesture for the man to carry forth on his merry way.
“ ...After you. ”
