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shark vs the universe
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@avisimperii

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We have arrived in your facility
@agent-paulinus and @avisimperii
you waht. where are you?? I'm,,so confused,,,
Caesar and i are in the architecture main room
be careful about our rat problem... I think my captain Is there,,,
Noted
Im ready to go get my gun @avisimperii
âHm?â (Maximin looks up.)
âI Left it at my house in another dimension. Do you where Michael isâ
{Snipped from here}
âThatâs it, there you go. What did she mean to you? What does the estate mean to you?â
(Maximin steps out of the containment unit.)
(Something about the air seems to almost . . . shift, or maybe twist. Some kind of distortion of the light, perhaps?)
(The E.G.O. Gift CENSORED on Michaelâs face shifts in a strange and almost undulating way, revealing just a sliver of a single eye.)
(A single, beautiful, shining, pure eye.)
âMy brain doesnât want me to rememberâ
âAnd I am telling it no.â
âWhat did she mean to you?â
Feathers are creeping up Caesars neck
âSheâŚâ
âNot what sheâs done.â
âWhat she means, to you.â
âShe was my only friend in that horrible placeâ
âAnd this estate, it was the last thing she gave to you?â
(An odd sort of fog seems to be filling the room, yet the only things that seem to be obscured are the walls and floor and ceiling, not Caesar or Michael.)
Caesar nods
âWhat does that feel like?â
(The fog seems to grow still, unnaturally so.)
(Almost like itâs . . .
. . . waiting.)
âItâs the only place i truly feel safeâ
Im ready to go get my gun @avisimperii
âHm?â (Maximin looks up.)
âI Left it at my house in another dimension. Do you where Michael isâ
{Snipped from here}
âThatâs it, there you go. What did she mean to you? What does the estate mean to you?â
(Maximin steps out of the containment unit.)
(Something about the air seems to almost . . . shift, or maybe twist. Some kind of distortion of the light, perhaps?)
(The E.G.O. Gift CENSORED on Michaelâs face shifts in a strange and almost undulating way, revealing just a sliver of a single eye.)
(A single, beautiful, shining, pure eye.)
âMy brain doesnât want me to rememberâ
âAnd I am telling it no.â
âWhat did she mean to you?â
Feathers are creeping up Caesars neck
âSheâŚâ
âNot what sheâs done.â
âWhat she means, to you.â
âShe was my only friend in that horrible placeâ
âAnd this estate, it was the last thing she gave to you?â
(An odd sort of fog seems to be filling the room, yet the only things that seem to be obscured are the walls and floor and ceiling, not Caesar or Michael.)
Caesar nods
Im ready to go get my gun @avisimperii
âHm?â (Maximin looks up.)
âI Left it at my house in another dimension. Do you where Michael isâ
{Snipped from here}
âThatâs it, there you go. What did she mean to you? What does the estate mean to you?â
(Maximin steps out of the containment unit.)
(Something about the air seems to almost . . . shift, or maybe twist. Some kind of distortion of the light, perhaps?)
(The E.G.O. Gift CENSORED on Michaelâs face shifts in a strange and almost undulating way, revealing just a sliver of a single eye.)
(A single, beautiful, shining, pure eye.)
âMy brain doesnât want me to rememberâ
âAnd I am telling it no.â
âWhat did she mean to you?â
Feathers are creeping up Caesars neck
âSheâŚâ
âNot what sheâs done.â
âWhat she means, to you.â
âShe was my only friend in that horrible placeâ

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Im ready to go get my gun @avisimperii
âHm?â (Maximin looks up.)
âI Left it at my house in another dimension. Do you where Michael isâ
{Snipped from here}
âThatâs it, there you go. What did she mean to you? What does the estate mean to you?â
(Maximin steps out of the containment unit.)
(Something about the air seems to almost . . . shift, or maybe twist. Some kind of distortion of the light, perhaps?)
(The E.G.O. Gift CENSORED on Michaelâs face shifts in a strange and almost undulating way, revealing just a sliver of a single eye.)
(A single, beautiful, shining, pure eye.)
âMy brain doesnât want me to rememberâ
âAnd I am telling it no.â
âWhat did she mean to you?â
Feathers are creeping up Caesars neck
âSheâŚâ
Im ready to go get my gun @avisimperii
âHm?â (Maximin looks up.)
âI Left it at my house in another dimension. Do you where Michael isâ
{Snipped from here}
âThatâs it, there you go. What did she mean to you? What does the estate mean to you?â
(Maximin steps out of the containment unit.)
(Something about the air seems to almost . . . shift, or maybe twist. Some kind of distortion of the light, perhaps?)
(The E.G.O. Gift CENSORED on Michaelâs face shifts in a strange and almost undulating way, revealing just a sliver of a single eye.)
(A single, beautiful, shining, pure eye.)
âMy brain doesnât want me to rememberâ
Im ready to go get my gun @avisimperii
âHm?â (Maximin looks up.)
âI Left it at my house in another dimension. Do you where Michael isâ
âNot currently but I can contact him if you need me to?â
âGood. As i have said i feel kind of insecure without a weaponâ
(They nod, then reach up to their hidden earpiece.) âConductor to Archangel, Magpie to head home.â (A brief moment and then,) âCopy.â
(Maximin turns back to Caesar.) âHe should be here soon. I hope to see you again, preferably in better terms,â (they say with a slight smile.)
âIâll be back⌠hopefully of my own accordâ
(Another nod.) âWould you prefer I stay until Michael gets here?â
Ceasar nods
âThen here I shall stay.â (Maximin goes quiet, their eyes focused on nothing in particular as though deep in thought.)
âWhat does it meanâ
âHm?â
Caesar looks forlorn
âDid you say something?â
âŚno
(Maximin doesnât quite seem to believe that, but doesnât press further.)
(After a moment, thereâs a knock at the containment unit door.)
âThat must be Michaelâ
(Maximin nods as the door opens.)
(Thereâs something . . . odd about Michaelâs presence. Nothing specific or obvious enough about him to be pointed out, just that something in the air around them feels almost . . . heavier. Like the air itself is being dragged down in a way.)
(And then the moment passes. Perhaps it was just the imagination.)
(Michaelâs face turns towards Caesar. He doesnât say a word, just waits.)
âHello. Iâve been told you can travel dimensions. Is that correct?â
(He gives a simple nod.)
âThere are some things i need to retrieve from my homeâ
(Michaelâs voice is somewhat deep, not drastically so but enough to be worth mentioning. When he speaks, thereâs just the barest traces of a french accent, or perhaps italian? Something about the way he speaks almost seems to pull the listener in close, as though to gift them some forbidden fruit of knowledge.)
âAnd where would that be.â
Caesar doesnât know exactly how to explain.
(Michael waits for Caesar to speak.)
âI have no frame of reference for where i am compared to where i wasâ
âI did not ask for one.â
âTell me about the place you came from.â
âIt was this big sprawling estate thatâŚI own. Had a big mansion on it.â
Caesar seems to be repressing a memory
âDescribe it. Something you can picture clearly about it.â
â it had a nice hedge garden and the mansion had a special room where I display choice items from my antiques collection in glass boxes.â
27 notes
(He waits for more.)
"it had purple and gold carpets and flags everywhere"
âI need more than that, darling.â
âI need emotion.â
âI need what makes this place noteworthy to you.â
âI-I-it-â
(You can hear the grin in Michaelâs voice.) âThere it is.â
Caesar appears to be dissociating
âNone of that, darling. Stay with me. You arenât there. Whatever memory youâve got, it is in the past.â
âDonât stay silent either. Donât keep it in.â
(Michaelâs âBless?â seems to be . . . maybe glowing? Something about it seems to have changed, or perhaps responded to something.)
âThe lady from trinity give me the estate in her willâ
Im ready to go get my gun @avisimperii
âHm?â (Maximin looks up.)
âI Left it at my house in another dimension. Do you where Michael isâ
âNot currently but I can contact him if you need me to?â
âGood. As i have said i feel kind of insecure without a weaponâ
(They nod, then reach up to their hidden earpiece.) âConductor to Archangel, Magpie to head home.â (A brief moment and then,) âCopy.â
(Maximin turns back to Caesar.) âHe should be here soon. I hope to see you again, preferably in better terms,â (they say with a slight smile.)
âIâll be back⌠hopefully of my own accordâ
(Another nod.) âWould you prefer I stay until Michael gets here?â
Ceasar nods
âThen here I shall stay.â (Maximin goes quiet, their eyes focused on nothing in particular as though deep in thought.)
âWhat does it meanâ
âHm?â
Caesar looks forlorn
âDid you say something?â
âŚno
(Maximin doesnât quite seem to believe that, but doesnât press further.)
(After a moment, thereâs a knock at the containment unit door.)
âThat must be Michaelâ
(Maximin nods as the door opens.)
(Thereâs something . . . odd about Michaelâs presence. Nothing specific or obvious enough about him to be pointed out, just that something in the air around them feels almost . . . heavier. Like the air itself is being dragged down in a way.)
(And then the moment passes. Perhaps it was just the imagination.)
(Michaelâs face turns towards Caesar. He doesnât say a word, just waits.)
âHello. Iâve been told you can travel dimensions. Is that correct?â
(He gives a simple nod.)
âThere are some things i need to retrieve from my homeâ
(Michaelâs voice is somewhat deep, not drastically so but enough to be worth mentioning. When he speaks, thereâs just the barest traces of a french accent, or perhaps italian? Something about the way he speaks almost seems to pull the listener in close, as though to gift them some forbidden fruit of knowledge.)
âAnd where would that be.â
Caesar doesnât know exactly how to explain.
(Michael waits for Caesar to speak.)
âI have no frame of reference for where i am compared to where i wasâ
âI did not ask for one.â
âTell me about the place you came from.â
âIt was this big sprawling estate thatâŚI own. Had a big mansion on it.â
Caesar seems to be repressing a memory
âDescribe it. Something you can picture clearly about it.â
â it had a nice hedge garden and the mansion had a special room where I display choice items from my antiques collection in glass boxes.â
27 notes
(He waits for more.)
"it had purple and gold carpets and flags everywhere"
âI need more than that, darling.â
âI need emotion.â
âI need what makes this place noteworthy to you.â
âI-I-it-â
(You can hear the grin in Michaelâs voice.) âThere it is.â
Caesar appears to be dissociating
Im ready to go get my gun @avisimperii
âHm?â (Maximin looks up.)
âI Left it at my house in another dimension. Do you where Michael isâ
âNot currently but I can contact him if you need me to?â
âGood. As i have said i feel kind of insecure without a weaponâ
(They nod, then reach up to their hidden earpiece.) âConductor to Archangel, Magpie to head home.â (A brief moment and then,) âCopy.â
(Maximin turns back to Caesar.) âHe should be here soon. I hope to see you again, preferably in better terms,â (they say with a slight smile.)
âIâll be back⌠hopefully of my own accordâ
(Another nod.) âWould you prefer I stay until Michael gets here?â
Ceasar nods
âThen here I shall stay.â (Maximin goes quiet, their eyes focused on nothing in particular as though deep in thought.)
âWhat does it meanâ
âHm?â
Caesar looks forlorn
âDid you say something?â
âŚno
(Maximin doesnât quite seem to believe that, but doesnât press further.)
(After a moment, thereâs a knock at the containment unit door.)
âThat must be Michaelâ
(Maximin nods as the door opens.)
(Thereâs something . . . odd about Michaelâs presence. Nothing specific or obvious enough about him to be pointed out, just that something in the air around them feels almost . . . heavier. Like the air itself is being dragged down in a way.)
(And then the moment passes. Perhaps it was just the imagination.)
(Michaelâs face turns towards Caesar. He doesnât say a word, just waits.)
âHello. Iâve been told you can travel dimensions. Is that correct?â
(He gives a simple nod.)
âThere are some things i need to retrieve from my homeâ
(Michaelâs voice is somewhat deep, not drastically so but enough to be worth mentioning. When he speaks, thereâs just the barest traces of a french accent, or perhaps italian? Something about the way he speaks almost seems to pull the listener in close, as though to gift them some forbidden fruit of knowledge.)
âAnd where would that be.â
Caesar doesnât know exactly how to explain.
(Michael waits for Caesar to speak.)
âI have no frame of reference for where i am compared to where i wasâ
âI did not ask for one.â
âTell me about the place you came from.â
âIt was this big sprawling estate thatâŚI own. Had a big mansion on it.â
Caesar seems to be repressing a memory
âDescribe it. Something you can picture clearly about it.â
â it had a nice hedge garden and the mansion had a special room where I display choice items from my antiques collection in glass boxes.â
27 notes
(He waits for more.)
"it had purple and gold carpets and flags everywhere"
âI need more than that, darling.â
âI need emotion.â
âI need what makes this place noteworthy to you.â
âI-I-it-â

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Im ready to go get my gun @avisimperii
âHm?â (Maximin looks up.)
âI Left it at my house in another dimension. Do you where Michael isâ
âNot currently but I can contact him if you need me to?â
âGood. As i have said i feel kind of insecure without a weaponâ
(They nod, then reach up to their hidden earpiece.) âConductor to Archangel, Magpie to head home.â (A brief moment and then,) âCopy.â
(Maximin turns back to Caesar.) âHe should be here soon. I hope to see you again, preferably in better terms,â (they say with a slight smile.)
âIâll be back⌠hopefully of my own accordâ
(Another nod.) âWould you prefer I stay until Michael gets here?â
Ceasar nods
âThen here I shall stay.â (Maximin goes quiet, their eyes focused on nothing in particular as though deep in thought.)
âWhat does it meanâ
âHm?â
Caesar looks forlorn
âDid you say something?â
âŚno
(Maximin doesnât quite seem to believe that, but doesnât press further.)
(After a moment, thereâs a knock at the containment unit door.)
âThat must be Michaelâ
(Maximin nods as the door opens.)
(Thereâs something . . . odd about Michaelâs presence. Nothing specific or obvious enough about him to be pointed out, just that something in the air around them feels almost . . . heavier. Like the air itself is being dragged down in a way.)
(And then the moment passes. Perhaps it was just the imagination.)
(Michaelâs face turns towards Caesar. He doesnât say a word, just waits.)
âHello. Iâve been told you can travel dimensions. Is that correct?â
(He gives a simple nod.)
âThere are some things i need to retrieve from my homeâ
(Michaelâs voice is somewhat deep, not drastically so but enough to be worth mentioning. When he speaks, thereâs just the barest traces of a french accent, or perhaps italian? Something about the way he speaks almost seems to pull the listener in close, as though to gift them some forbidden fruit of knowledge.)
âAnd where would that be.â
Caesar doesnât know exactly how to explain.
(Michael waits for Caesar to speak.)
âI have no frame of reference for where i am compared to where i wasâ
âI did not ask for one.â
âTell me about the place you came from.â
âIt was this big sprawling estate thatâŚI own. Had a big mansion on it.â
Caesar seems to be repressing a memory
âDescribe it. Something you can picture clearly about it.â
â it had a nice hedge garden and the mansion had a special room where I display choice items from my antiques collection in glass boxes.â
27 notes
(He waits for more.)
"it had purple and gold carpets and flags everywhere"
Im ready to go get my gun @avisimperii
âHm?â (Maximin looks up.)
âI Left it at my house in another dimension. Do you where Michael isâ
âNot currently but I can contact him if you need me to?â
âGood. As i have said i feel kind of insecure without a weaponâ
(They nod, then reach up to their hidden earpiece.) âConductor to Archangel, Magpie to head home.â (A brief moment and then,) âCopy.â
(Maximin turns back to Caesar.) âHe should be here soon. I hope to see you again, preferably in better terms,â (they say with a slight smile.)
âIâll be back⌠hopefully of my own accordâ
(Another nod.) âWould you prefer I stay until Michael gets here?â
Ceasar nods
âThen here I shall stay.â (Maximin goes quiet, their eyes focused on nothing in particular as though deep in thought.)
âWhat does it meanâ
âHm?â
Caesar looks forlorn
âDid you say something?â
âŚno
(Maximin doesnât quite seem to believe that, but doesnât press further.)
(After a moment, thereâs a knock at the containment unit door.)
âThat must be Michaelâ
(Maximin nods as the door opens.)
(Thereâs something . . . odd about Michaelâs presence. Nothing specific or obvious enough about him to be pointed out, just that something in the air around them feels almost . . . heavier. Like the air itself is being dragged down in a way.)
(And then the moment passes. Perhaps it was just the imagination.)
(Michaelâs face turns towards Caesar. He doesnât say a word, just waits.)
âHello. Iâve been told you can travel dimensions. Is that correct?â
(He gives a simple nod.)
âThere are some things i need to retrieve from my homeâ
(Michaelâs voice is somewhat deep, not drastically so but enough to be worth mentioning. When he speaks, thereâs just the barest traces of a french accent, or perhaps italian? Something about the way he speaks almost seems to pull the listener in close, as though to gift them some forbidden fruit of knowledge.)
âAnd where would that be.â
Caesar doesnât know exactly how to explain.
(Michael waits for Caesar to speak.)
âI have no frame of reference for where i am compared to where i wasâ
âI did not ask for one.â
âTell me about the place you came from.â
âIt was this big sprawling estate thatâŚI own. Had a big mansion on it.â
Caesar seems to be repressing a memory
âDescribe it. Something you can picture clearly about it.â
â it had a nice hedge garden and the mansion had a special room where I display choice items from my antiques collection in glass boxes.â
27 notes
Im ready to go get my gun @avisimperii
âHm?â (Maximin looks up.)
âI Left it at my house in another dimension. Do you where Michael isâ
âNot currently but I can contact him if you need me to?â
âGood. As i have said i feel kind of insecure without a weaponâ
(They nod, then reach up to their hidden earpiece.) âConductor to Archangel, Magpie to head home.â (A brief moment and then,) âCopy.â
(Maximin turns back to Caesar.) âHe should be here soon. I hope to see you again, preferably in better terms,â (they say with a slight smile.)
âIâll be back⌠hopefully of my own accordâ
(Another nod.) âWould you prefer I stay until Michael gets here?â
Ceasar nods
âThen here I shall stay.â (Maximin goes quiet, their eyes focused on nothing in particular as though deep in thought.)
âWhat does it meanâ
âHm?â
Caesar looks forlorn
âDid you say something?â
âŚno
(Maximin doesnât quite seem to believe that, but doesnât press further.)
(After a moment, thereâs a knock at the containment unit door.)
âThat must be Michaelâ
(Maximin nods as the door opens.)
(Thereâs something . . . odd about Michaelâs presence. Nothing specific or obvious enough about him to be pointed out, just that something in the air around them feels almost . . . heavier. Like the air itself is being dragged down in a way.)
(And then the moment passes. Perhaps it was just the imagination.)
(Michaelâs face turns towards Caesar. He doesnât say a word, just waits.)
âHello. Iâve been told you can travel dimensions. Is that correct?â
(He gives a simple nod.)
âThere are some things i need to retrieve from my homeâ
(Michaelâs voice is somewhat deep, not drastically so but enough to be worth mentioning. When he speaks, thereâs just the barest traces of a french accent, or perhaps italian? Something about the way he speaks almost seems to pull the listener in close, as though to gift them some forbidden fruit of knowledge.)
âAnd where would that be.â
Caesar doesnât know exactly how to explain.
(Michael waits for Caesar to speak.)
âI have no frame of reference for where i am compared to where i wasâ
âI did not ask for one.â
âTell me about the place you came from.â
âIt was this big sprawling estate thatâŚI own. Had a big mansion on it.â
Caesar seems to be repressing a memory
Im ready to go get my gun @avisimperii
âHm?â (Maximin looks up.)
âI Left it at my house in another dimension. Do you where Michael isâ
âNot currently but I can contact him if you need me to?â
âGood. As i have said i feel kind of insecure without a weaponâ
(They nod, then reach up to their hidden earpiece.) âConductor to Archangel, Magpie to head home.â (A brief moment and then,) âCopy.â
(Maximin turns back to Caesar.) âHe should be here soon. I hope to see you again, preferably in better terms,â (they say with a slight smile.)
âIâll be back⌠hopefully of my own accordâ
(Another nod.) âWould you prefer I stay until Michael gets here?â
Ceasar nods
âThen here I shall stay.â (Maximin goes quiet, their eyes focused on nothing in particular as though deep in thought.)
âWhat does it meanâ
âHm?â
Caesar looks forlorn
âDid you say something?â
âŚno
(Maximin doesnât quite seem to believe that, but doesnât press further.)
(After a moment, thereâs a knock at the containment unit door.)
âThat must be Michaelâ
(Maximin nods as the door opens.)
(Thereâs something . . . odd about Michaelâs presence. Nothing specific or obvious enough about him to be pointed out, just that something in the air around them feels almost . . . heavier. Like the air itself is being dragged down in a way.)
(And then the moment passes. Perhaps it was just the imagination.)
(Michaelâs face turns towards Caesar. He doesnât say a word, just waits.)
âHello. Iâve been told you can travel dimensions. Is that correct?â
(He gives a simple nod.)
âThere are some things i need to retrieve from my homeâ
(Michaelâs voice is somewhat deep, not drastically so but enough to be worth mentioning. When he speaks, thereâs just the barest traces of a french accent, or perhaps italian? Something about the way he speaks almost seems to pull the listener in close, as though to gift them some forbidden fruit of knowledge.)
âAnd where would that be.â
Caesar doesnât know exactly how to explain.
(Michael waits for Caesar to speak.)
âI have no frame of reference for where i am compared to where i wasâ
Im ready to go get my gun @avisimperii
âHm?â (Maximin looks up.)
âI Left it at my house in another dimension. Do you where Michael isâ
âNot currently but I can contact him if you need me to?â
âGood. As i have said i feel kind of insecure without a weaponâ
(They nod, then reach up to their hidden earpiece.) âConductor to Archangel, Magpie to head home.â (A brief moment and then,) âCopy.â
(Maximin turns back to Caesar.) âHe should be here soon. I hope to see you again, preferably in better terms,â (they say with a slight smile.)
âIâll be back⌠hopefully of my own accordâ
(Another nod.) âWould you prefer I stay until Michael gets here?â
Ceasar nods
âThen here I shall stay.â (Maximin goes quiet, their eyes focused on nothing in particular as though deep in thought.)
âWhat does it meanâ
âHm?â
Caesar looks forlorn
âDid you say something?â
âŚno
(Maximin doesnât quite seem to believe that, but doesnât press further.)
(After a moment, thereâs a knock at the containment unit door.)
âThat must be Michaelâ
(Maximin nods as the door opens.)
(Thereâs something . . . odd about Michaelâs presence. Nothing specific or obvious enough about him to be pointed out, just that something in the air around them feels almost . . . heavier. Like the air itself is being dragged down in a way.)
(And then the moment passes. Perhaps it was just the imagination.)
(Michaelâs face turns towards Caesar. He doesnât say a word, just waits.)
âHello. Iâve been told you can travel dimensions. Is that correct?â
(He gives a simple nod.)
âThere are some things i need to retrieve from my homeâ
(Michaelâs voice is somewhat deep, not drastically so but enough to be worth mentioning. When he speaks, thereâs just the barest traces of a french accent, or perhaps italian? Something about the way he speaks almost seems to pull the listener in close, as though to gift them some forbidden fruit of knowledge.)
âAnd where would that be.â
Caesar doesnât know exactly how to explain.

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Im ready to go get my gun @avisimperii
âHm?â (Maximin looks up.)
âI Left it at my house in another dimension. Do you where Michael isâ
âNot currently but I can contact him if you need me to?â
âGood. As i have said i feel kind of insecure without a weaponâ
(They nod, then reach up to their hidden earpiece.) âConductor to Archangel, Magpie to head home.â (A brief moment and then,) âCopy.â
(Maximin turns back to Caesar.) âHe should be here soon. I hope to see you again, preferably in better terms,â (they say with a slight smile.)
âIâll be back⌠hopefully of my own accordâ
(Another nod.) âWould you prefer I stay until Michael gets here?â
Ceasar nods
âThen here I shall stay.â (Maximin goes quiet, their eyes focused on nothing in particular as though deep in thought.)
âWhat does it meanâ
âHm?â
Caesar looks forlorn
âDid you say something?â
âŚno
(Maximin doesnât quite seem to believe that, but doesnât press further.)
(After a moment, thereâs a knock at the containment unit door.)
âThat must be Michaelâ
(Maximin nods as the door opens.)
(Thereâs something . . . odd about Michaelâs presence. Nothing specific or obvious enough about him to be pointed out, just that something in the air around them feels almost . . . heavier. Like the air itself is being dragged down in a way.)
(And then the moment passes. Perhaps it was just the imagination.)
(Michaelâs face turns towards Caesar. He doesnât say a word, just waits.)
âHello. Iâve been told you can travel dimensions. Is that correct?â
(He gives a simple nod.)
âThere are some things i need to retrieve from my homeâ
Im ready to go get my gun @avisimperii
âHm?â (Maximin looks up.)
âI Left it at my house in another dimension. Do you where Michael isâ
âNot currently but I can contact him if you need me to?â
âGood. As i have said i feel kind of insecure without a weaponâ
(They nod, then reach up to their hidden earpiece.) âConductor to Archangel, Magpie to head home.â (A brief moment and then,) âCopy.â
(Maximin turns back to Caesar.) âHe should be here soon. I hope to see you again, preferably in better terms,â (they say with a slight smile.)
âIâll be back⌠hopefully of my own accordâ
(Another nod.) âWould you prefer I stay until Michael gets here?â
Ceasar nods
âThen here I shall stay.â (Maximin goes quiet, their eyes focused on nothing in particular as though deep in thought.)
âWhat does it meanâ
âHm?â
Caesar looks forlorn
âDid you say something?â
âŚno
(Maximin doesnât quite seem to believe that, but doesnât press further.)
(After a moment, thereâs a knock at the containment unit door.)
âThat must be Michaelâ
(Maximin nods as the door opens.)
(Thereâs something . . . odd about Michaelâs presence. Nothing specific or obvious enough about him to be pointed out, just that something in the air around them feels almost . . . heavier. Like the air itself is being dragged down in a way.)
(And then the moment passes. Perhaps it was just the imagination.)
(Michaelâs face turns towards Caesar. He doesnât say a word, just waits.)
âHello. Iâve been told you can travel dimensions. Is that correct?â