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Some discoveries [closed]
After everything that happened, especially the events that had just transpired in the med bay, Tim had been doing some investigative work. Because while perhaps the danger was over, there were certainly still some underlying issues-- what had happened to the power, for example, as well as investigating the delay for backup power (something that needed to certainly be righted for the future). Tim certainly didn't trust the timing of an inexplicable power failure.
It turned out he had been right to. He wasn't happy with what he had found.
He almost didn't want to tell Conner about it, but he deserved to know, at least. Tim would find a way to address the issue himself, without causing more problems. For now, though, he had to talk to his friend.
((ooc: Bendy timed to a little while after this thread.))
It turned out he had been right to. He wasn't happy with what he had found.
He almost didn't want to tell Conner about it, but he deserved to know, at least. Tim would find a way to address the issue himself, without causing more problems. For now, though, he had to talk to his friend.
((ooc: Bendy timed to a little while after this thread.))
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"Hey Conner," he said, looking up to him and giving a brief nod to go with the greeting. Then he hesitated for a moment before asking, "How're you feeling?" He didn't want to jump right into his findings, and-- well, he honestly was concerned about him still. He could imagine it was a lot to deal with, at least.
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He stood back, hands on his hips, staring at the wall, thinking.
Band posters? Copies of art he liked?
"Some of it's good. I feel less...you know. Immature. Some of it's not so good, like the stuff with Cass."
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He was about to say more, but then Conner mentioned Cassie. If he was from a further point than him again-- he tensed. "Conner. What happened with Cass?"
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"Guess I'm from farther along than you now," he said quietly.
He looked over at Tim with a rueful expression. "We broke up."
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He stepped forward, reaching a hand out for his arm, in a gesture of comfort. "I'm sorry, Conner."
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"I'm the one that called it off. It just...wasn't working anymore. She was all about being a soldier in the war on evil and she all but told me how she felt about me was getting in the way. I didn't how to fix that, and I didn't want her to look at me as a hurdle to her doing her job as leader or something."
He went on, "And I needed things to be...simple, after coming back. Simple and happy. Not complicated and confusing. I figure if it was meant to be, we'd both sort ourselves out and get back together again."
He went back to looking at the wall.
"It's okay. It really is. The hard part now though is I feel...different about her after the time apart, so if she wakes up again on the ship again, thinking we're gonna be together, how do I explain that? 'Sorry, a mystical timeclock deaged me and then gave me extra time from home and in the future, we break up'?"
Wait. He tapped his chin.
"Come to think of it, it's not like she wouldn't buy that. Sounds like something that'd happen back home."
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Unfortunately this was also the kind of issue that Tim couldn't be a lot of help for, whether Conner needed it or not-- Tim's own history with this kind of thing was rocky, at best. So he mostly just let his friend explain it, talk about it.
"Understandable," he said. "I guess there's not a lot of choice though-- at least our lives are crazy enough for that kind of explanation to be believable." He managed a small smile at that and dropped his hand away.
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"I'll deal with it when we get there."
He rubbed his chin again.
"This is all so weird. With the deaging thing and all my time on the ship, and the new time from back home all crammed together, it's like I'm not even sure who exactly I am. Not that it's really bad. I just have to figure it out."
A pause.
"Oh yeah, did you need something?" Or did he just want to hang out? He'd had something of a purposeful look when he walked in, though.
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Of course, he did also have to get down to business, too. He did have a purpose, something that showed when his expression became serious all over. "I came to share what I found out about the power outage in medical."
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"Yeah? What caused it?"
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"Luthor."
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"Huh. I knew he was going to try something after I told him the truth, but outright attempted murder wasn't really what I thought his first move would be."
Slick, though.
"Very slick. I bet he's got all the angles covered, doesn't he."
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"For all intents and purposes, it appears to have been an accident. There doesn't seem to be anything pointing directly to any intent."
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He went on, "I will let him know there's going to be lines in the sand. He could've killed anyone else in Medbay, including that girl Cassie, trying to get to me. I can't stop him from taking shots at me, not until he slips up and we can prove it, but this Luthor's...different. I might be able to convince him it's in his best interests to leave anyone else out of it."
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"Right," he agreed. "There are too many people at risk with a gambit like that." This was still risky, but... well, he trusted Conner to know what he was doing. He could handle this. "In the meantime, we'll just have to continue keeping a close eye on him. Watch for any mistakes."
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"He'll slip up eventually. I know you'll keep an eye out."
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Dude, he knows you.
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A pause. Yeah, that didn't sound super mushy at all.
"You know, on account of that...nearly dying. Thing."
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He paused again, before he said, "And uh. Conner?"
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