&& broken;

“I’m... okay.”

The yell caught Emmy off guard and made her jump a good bit. She hadn’t meant to scare the other so, she’d simply put her arm out to stop the other from stepping into the street. She actually didn’t even know if the other was going to step into the street, it was mostly instinct actually that made her put her arm out. She felt rather bad for scaring them now.

“Oh no! I’m so sorry, I wasn’t going to touch anything. Sorry, I thought you were heading for the street and just put my arm out on instinct. I’m very sorry for frightening you.”

They stepped back, frightened gaze going from the elemental toward the street. Ah, their vision wasn’t the strongest. Besides that, they just hadn’t been paying attention to where ever they were headed. 

      Ugh. One of these alternates?

      You don’t hate people who simply stumble upon other timelines, just ones with obvious murderous intent or inflated senses of self-importance, which this one doesn’t seem to have. You suppose you could help them return to their home. After all, you know the way you’ve been going from timeline to timeline.

      “Just envision your home. The more specific the spot, the better, and if you focus hard enough, you should be able to head back the same way you came. That’s how I do it, anyway.”

“Envision my home...” They repeated, closing their eyes. The problem was, the only home they’ve really known is the underground in their timeline. ...which was completely deserted, thanks to them. 

(EYYY, someone caught onto that little detail! Maybe.. just slightly? Nothing too drastic, as in their head’s not going to fall off if someone removes the ribbon. But more like?? They have a huge scar that goes all the way around their neck and are incredibly self conscious about it.

“Don’t touch it!”

Tired, they were so tired. And they could tell this monster, whoever he was, was also incredibly tired. Hearing the other’s words startled them, however, causing them to stare up at him with a panicked expression.

No... no!! They weren’t like that anymore, t-they couldn’t do that! 

“I-- w-what? Y-you want me to--” He wanted them to dust him? Even if it was a mercy killing, they just couldn’t do it. They were done being murderous.