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Feb. 26th, 2012 03:20 pmEnzo stumbles through the gateway and into his father's lab, followed closely by Val and the still-struggling Tyler. He's not as badly off now he's back in his own world, but he's still flickering unhealthily.
Feb. 26th, 2012
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Feb. 26th, 2012 03:29 pmEnzo goes through his school day like a sleepwalker. He attends classes, but doesn't absorb anything that's said. Twice, his teachers ask—concerned, not angry—if he wouldn't rather leave, take another cycle off. He just shrugs.
In combat training, on the other hand, he performs so well that Professor Toshiba orders him to stop sparring and fight the practice dummies instead, for the safety of the other students.
After classes, his feet carry him down into the tunnels automatically, rather than out of any real hope. The door opens onto a fan room, as it does for everyone else.
He doesn't even have left enough capacity for disappointment to sigh. He just returns the way he came, and heads for the cafeteria for dinner.
And freezes halfway through the door.
pwing!
"Val! Tyler! Try all the doors! It's still there!"
pwing!
slam
In combat training, on the other hand, he performs so well that Professor Toshiba orders him to stop sparring and fight the practice dummies instead, for the safety of the other students.
After classes, his feet carry him down into the tunnels automatically, rather than out of any real hope. The door opens onto a fan room, as it does for everyone else.
He doesn't even have left enough capacity for disappointment to sigh. He just returns the way he came, and heads for the cafeteria for dinner.
And freezes halfway through the door.
pwing!
"Val! Tyler! Try all the doors! It's still there!"
pwing!
slam