Rescue 03 "So that's about everything. A brief history of the time I spend in my ruined city."
Adam had been feeling a bit better. Not enough yet that he could walk, or get up much, without a wheelchair, but he had certainly been improving rather than dep... deproving? ...getting worse. Sophie would come occasionally, bringing a little girl he didn't recognize; or the twins would come and talk to him from time to time. Or they would watch movies with him, or whatever other boring things people do with people who can't walk that they pretend they're interested in. He didn't really like watching movies with the twins. They would always make totally irrelevant commentary, which ended in long tangents about ladybugs or bees or something, and in the process usually get popcorn all over him, and the floor.
Return from lost timestream 02 Nephilim looked over his broken tower. It didn't matter to him anymore; it had accomplished the purposes he had intended for it, even in light of the people who had tried to hijack parts of it for their own purposes. He wondered if it had been anything more than a token resistance that had taken it down in the first place. Maybe his enemy had given up. Maybe they now hoped he would be able to do what they could not. It mattered little. Even for those outside the circle of the earth, who still had the power, he knew they would not try to harm him with any real seriousness. He already knew this, as his future (as that of all mankind) had already been handed down to him, from above. Handed down to him, from the Laplace on high.
He looked to the sky, from whence the fires of Meggido had come. Descending now from the abyssal rift was the cosmic horror M'hlc-izdikkh. An immense b
Talk to Tomas "I don't know, Tomas... I'm not sure what to think."
Tomas was sitting in a meditative pose. He generally did, whenever he was communicating with his voices. And at most other times, as a matter of fact. You'll note that I said 'voices' and not people. It was uncertain whether he had all the screws adequately put in in his head. Probably not. He heard voices.
Sophie waited for an answer. Even if he was insane, there was no one else she was willing to trust for advice. How that made sense, even she wasn't sure. But it wasn't an impulse. He really did seem to have at least enough screws to give reasonable advice. Something all too rare in this world.
"I have heard from the voice of Elijah, which is the voice of God. The things he said to you were true. He has been stranded these last years in a va
Rescue 02 Adam was waking up a second time. After being left by the twins, he wasn't sure what to think; even about them, much less about the situation of his rescue. It was certainly odd that his old friend had come to an abandoned place to rescue him in the first place, much less that it was inter-spaced with a random wacky revolution endeavor. (or whatever the original reason had been for, since it certainly didn't seem likely that it would have been obvious to anyone that he was still alive after all that time. But then wasn't it a coincidence that it was someone he knew, of all the possibilities?) He wondered if those things were related somehow. And if so, why?
He also wondered who it could be that he was left with. Most of the people he knew had lived around where he did, so probably there were few of them left among the living. He hoped it wasn't Malachi... his 'friends
Rescue 01 Adam became vaguely aware of the feeling of rushing movement and bright streams of somewhat pink light around him. He wasn't quite conscious enough to know what was happening, but he vaguely had in the back of his mind slight confusion as to why he was alive enough for anything to be happening at all. Or why it even would be, even if he was. He felt pain distinctly from almost every individual part of his body, which he was sure wouldn't have made sense if he was actually dead. But at the same time; he didn't feel quite like he was fully alive, either.
Though he slipped in and out of semi-consciousness, without ever being fully "in" enough to fully perceive what was going on around him, he vaguely got the idea that he was dragged in some long and ridiculously uncomfortable way to some kind of a dark room (Or at least darker than what he had become used to in recent years, that is.) and that someone with red hair and a ton of b
Escape from Amasia 03 "Get out."
The guards raised their guns.
"I won't say it again."
"We don't need your help. If we accomplish anything, that's that. Please wait in your homes for further instructions."
Adam and Sophie realized they weren't going to be let in any time soon. Hypothetically if they really wanted to survive, they could try to kill the guards and force entry, but that would only be sealing even further the impossibility of anyone solving anything competent out of the situation. And they might die in the process.
They'd run out of
Escape from Amasia 02 "Adam, wake up."
Sophie was shaking Adam awake, with not an overly reasonable success. He wondered how long it had been going on. He assumed it probably had been for some time, judging based on the pain he was in.
...Or wait, no... that was just because he was already in intense pain.
"I where am I? What's going o "
She jabbed a needle into his arm.
"Ow! What are you doi "
"You need to wake up. I know you've probably not slept in some time. But this will keep you awake for awhile."
"Why am I freezing? Where am I?"
"The power's completely out all over the city. There's no heaters, except tiny useless personal ones, so you better get us
O.W.N. meeting 01 *Hss.*
"Well, it looks like Thomas Hobbes and his childish delusions have finally been put down. Amasia and it's territories have finally come back under our control."
"We've lost the core planet in the process, however. But it is no matter. It has little resources on it of any value."
"There is the other issue, however "
"The item. We have as of yet only been able to track down one useable frame which had escaped from the living mass. It would be most detrimental to us for it to have been lost in the process of Amasia's collapse."
"Perhaps our efforts were not enough to preserve it?"
"There is no
Escape from Amasia 01 Adam was attempting to run (though in his injured state it was really more like a slow amble) back through the city, to the compound where he had been staying. All around him there was crazy amounts of looting and violence and various things of an even less savory nature. He had stuffed the card he had taken into the bottom of his boot, to take out later at a time when he would have more leniency to stop and read it. It would do no good to lose it by being robbed, and end up even more clueless about who was watching him.
Feeling that he would at least be less likely to be attacked if his path back remained on the more populated areas of the city, he ambled through the main streets, hoping he would be ignored, as long as he didn't look like he had anything valuable. He looked around him, to take in the different attitudes of the people who were taking in all that had happened. There were some