(no subject)

[raaaaage]

[so after a bit of initial freaking out, followed by less freaking out, followed by investigating his room, followed by a distinct lack of any conclusions, some guy starts talking to the journal. ...well, he's talking to anyone who might be around (like any S.H.I.E.L.D. agents hiding in his closet or something), but the journal fits that description.]

All right. You got me.

This is... [not fair at all.] ...impressive.

[...and he's really hoping someone'll step forward and start explaining.]

Comments

[not_like_the_rest]

Guessing New York is a city?

Ha, aren't you a little old for that?

[raaaaage]

Yeah. It's... on, um. Earth.

[he's too old to be transported to magical castles, man.]

Nah, I'm pretty sure the whole sentient pocket dimension makes this kind of an exception.

[not_like_the_rest]

You're throwing around a lot of being words there, Bruce. You a scientist or something?

[raaaaage]

Nuclear physicist.

being? that is not big, lulu [headsmacks] >.<

[not_like_the_rest]

Wow. I've never seen one of those before. [she's being serious.] I think they were all killed or something. [she's not going to talk about district 13 here. That's where they were.]

aw, i figured. C: no worries.

[raaaaage]

That's, uh... [he searches for a word.] ...Morbid.

<3

[not_like_the_rest]

That's what you get for trying to disobey the Capital.

[raaaaage]

And what's... the Capital? Is that something where you're from?

[not_like_the_rest]

Yeah. It's a bunch of junk I don't care to explain. I'm from Panem, but you can get the details from someone else.