#orthonsworst

Paradox was simply coming back to the 21st century when he met Laurel. They met by chance, she appeared just after he had arrived in the time. She acknowledged him and he her, though when she began to search through a garbage can for food, Paradox took it upon himself to take her for a meal.

She ate and he sat there and talked to her, they learnt of each others pasts (Or lack thereof for Paradox) and he told her of his abilities. She told him that she was an alien and it did not bother him at all.

They are literal opposites, but for some reason Paradox took a liking to the young lady (Young in retrospect to himself, not to a normal human.)

I might make some and send them to her so that she sends them to you, then.

you two are super adorable, omg

Hell is described very different on Orthon that it is popularly on Earth. Rather than be licked by flames or sorted into circles, transgressors merely stumble in the dark, forever searching for salvation where there is none.

Laurel had felt very much in hell. The months passed had been spent following leads that often lead to nothing and wearing the soles of her boots thin. At the end of each day she tumbled into sleep, exhausted, and awoke feeling as though the night had passed in the blink of an eye. The dirt under her finger nails grew thicker and her head always turned, unprompted, expecting to see a flash of blue.

And then, in keeping with analogy, she finally found her way from the dark. If only to find her salvation overcast in shadow. 

That wasn't the Professor. The alien cursed, foreign words that seemed to shiver and drop to the floor. The Professor was lively. She threw her gun to the floor, tore the coat off her skin. The Professor protected. Wordless, and with a stolen key, Laurel released his wrists from their manacles. The Professor was strong and elusive and ageless and kind. He didn't get caught. He wasn't supposed to be here, shackled and pale. 

The woman took him into her arms, and despite his fragility, collapsed into him, trembling. "You... you look so thin."