03-01-2015, 07:18 AM
"What is it I want?"
For a moment, Adam honestly seemed struck dumb. His expression faltered, flopping somewhere into the neighborhood between his borderline-hostile attitude of only seconds before, and one of being simply dumstruck and honestly pondering over the answer. And on his shoulder, the lizard that matched the color of his outfit finally submitted to gravity and fell from its inverted perch to the ground below, with a muffled "NAK-nakak..." as it impacted, along with the clatter as the crutch it held for Adam bounced up, spinning comically through the air. Adam snatched it awkwardly, preventing it from spinning away and causing any more chaos.
He turned around, away from Jon, scratching his head under his hood, mumbling indistinctly to himself, completely missing the brief exchande between the other two newly-arrived Primes. It was only when the question of his being new here was brought up. "Uh...new here..." He paused, as if still recovering from the strike that had shut him up and left him dumb. "....yeah...new here, I think..." He had been so preoccupied with generally being Adam, he hadn't stopped to think where he actually was.
And that was a sudden blow to him all over again. He slowly righted himself, dropping down to hover just above the ground, his shoes nearly brushing it. He took a good, long look around. And he finally realized that this wasn't just some other part of his Session, or some strange and fucked up new glitch in the events.
To his credit, he didn't actually break out in the panicked fit he wanted to. He only tightened his expression and held back the scream of rage, terror, and most of all, utter and complete confusion. About the only thing he now knew for certain was that he had a reason for why none of his friends had shown up as online on Pesterchum.
He turned back to Jon and Crona, the base of his crutch touching the ground with a light clack as he came to reast standing on the ground, leaning heavily against the support. "I, uh..." He shuffled awkwardly for a moment, the wind completely gone from his proverbial sails. "....sorry, about that whole...attitude I caught there..." He looked anything BUT the world-destroying God of Time he had just claimed to be moments ago, and more like the frightened, displaced child he had added almost as an afterthought.
"NAK." His lizard companion remained resolutely perched on his head, exactly as he had fallen, until he was needed to do something else.
"But, I, uh...kind of just got here, myself....not too long before you did." He looked away, and furrowed his brow, as if thinking deeply about something. "....or...at least I think....hard to keep track of time, here..." After another long moment of intense concentration, he turned back. "I don't think I'm going to be much help, regardless..."
For a moment, Adam honestly seemed struck dumb. His expression faltered, flopping somewhere into the neighborhood between his borderline-hostile attitude of only seconds before, and one of being simply dumstruck and honestly pondering over the answer. And on his shoulder, the lizard that matched the color of his outfit finally submitted to gravity and fell from its inverted perch to the ground below, with a muffled "NAK-nakak..." as it impacted, along with the clatter as the crutch it held for Adam bounced up, spinning comically through the air. Adam snatched it awkwardly, preventing it from spinning away and causing any more chaos.
He turned around, away from Jon, scratching his head under his hood, mumbling indistinctly to himself, completely missing the brief exchande between the other two newly-arrived Primes. It was only when the question of his being new here was brought up. "Uh...new here..." He paused, as if still recovering from the strike that had shut him up and left him dumb. "....yeah...new here, I think..." He had been so preoccupied with generally being Adam, he hadn't stopped to think where he actually was.
And that was a sudden blow to him all over again. He slowly righted himself, dropping down to hover just above the ground, his shoes nearly brushing it. He took a good, long look around. And he finally realized that this wasn't just some other part of his Session, or some strange and fucked up new glitch in the events.
To his credit, he didn't actually break out in the panicked fit he wanted to. He only tightened his expression and held back the scream of rage, terror, and most of all, utter and complete confusion. About the only thing he now knew for certain was that he had a reason for why none of his friends had shown up as online on Pesterchum.
He turned back to Jon and Crona, the base of his crutch touching the ground with a light clack as he came to reast standing on the ground, leaning heavily against the support. "I, uh..." He shuffled awkwardly for a moment, the wind completely gone from his proverbial sails. "....sorry, about that whole...attitude I caught there..." He looked anything BUT the world-destroying God of Time he had just claimed to be moments ago, and more like the frightened, displaced child he had added almost as an afterthought.
"NAK." His lizard companion remained resolutely perched on his head, exactly as he had fallen, until he was needed to do something else.
"But, I, uh...kind of just got here, myself....not too long before you did." He looked away, and furrowed his brow, as if thinking deeply about something. "....or...at least I think....hard to keep track of time, here..." After another long moment of intense concentration, he turned back. "I don't think I'm going to be much help, regardless..."
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