Because ahaha why the heck not.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

{Suddenly, Clive! This is essentially what has just happened, as one second he was being led away from the wreckage of his machine by Inspector Chelmly, and now he's in a rather fancy looking lobby. What the heck.

He takes a few cautious steps, weary of his pounding head, and looks about.}

... Hello? Is there anyone here?

Comments

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

Well, yes of course, but... you wouldn't have... tried to destroy London... {There, he said it.}

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't have have had the ability to try to destroy London.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

{He looks back at the ground.
No matter what you say, he's still ashamed at what he's done.}

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

[She sighs and turns back to the tea.]

How do you take it, Clive?

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

Just... just black is fine.

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

[She nods, shovelling sugar into her own before she brings both the cups over.]

Now... besides the obvious, what have you been doing?

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

Well... I only just got here. I havn't had time to do too much.

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

And what about before here? I mean... the people in this place come from different worlds, I gather, so I'd leave to hear if there are any differences between you and the other Clive.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

My... machine just failed, and... they were taking me to prison...

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

[...sigh. Okay, every version of Clive is full of angst, she's got that one down.]

I didn't mean that. I meant... what did you study in school, did you have a job, that sort of thing.

[There's a bit of a Stern Look along with that. Stop being sad, son. }:|]

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

{Angst is what teenagers are best at, god mom get with the program.}

Oh, uhm... yea, I... I worked for a newspaper.

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

[Well excuse me for getting blown up before I got around to having a teenager, jeez.]

Oh? What did you do?

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

I was a reporter. {He smiles slightly. He did like that job...}

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

Oh? I think the other one was, too...

[She takes a sip of her tea, grimacing a little absentmindedly.]

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

Well, he is me...

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

Yes... I just wondered if there might be differences between you, since there seem to be differences with some of the people this place brings...

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

At this point, I think our only differences my be that we're from different points in time.

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

Mmm...

[Thoughtful...]

I'll have to come up with some way of differentiating you two more easily.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

Yes, I suppose you will. {He laughs slightly. It's kind of a sad sound, though.}

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

[...come on, what did I tell you about angst?]

What's the matter?

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

It's just...
It's been a very long time since I've seen you...

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

Well... think of it this way; now you can see me whenever you want.

We can make up for the time that was lost.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

{Smiles.}
That's true.


...I've miss you... Mum...

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

[She puts her tea down carefully and moves to pull him into a very awkward hug.]

I'm glad that I'm... able to see you like this.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

{He akwardly hugs her back, slowly.}

...Me too.