@totallygnude
It was a pleasant surprise when browsing through some truly old data entries on the transportalyzer that the slimy Roxy Lalonde's coordinates were still in it. Sollux was able to simply punch it in and step onto the humming machine. One never got used to the blinding flash of the teleport, but the sight afterward was oh so familiar.
In the completely wrong way. Quite frankly he didn't remember what her house was supposed to look like whatsoever. It had been far too long for that. No, what was familiar was the expanse of gray metal under his feet with the pathways of lighter gray etched into it, in what was most assuredly a spirograph pattern. How long had it been since he'd been small? Oh he'd seen a few true giants since those busy early days, but that was them being large. Sollux had solved the smallness issue sweeps upon sweeps ago. Was it something about the age of the timeline relative to himself...?
Oh well, a question for another time. It's not like the zapping noise of the transportalyzer got any quieter just because it moved something smaller. Best to stick to on top of it where he was expected.
