[There's never a good time for a blackout, is there? And yet the fortune of good timing is on Verso's side in one way since he's heard the voice of a man calling out for rather familiar names. It's made his stomach clench, the thoughts of the impossibility of this world and his existence in it once more dredged up in his mind. Feeling as though they might choke him.
He moves his feet. Through the darkened halls into the part of the building that remains at least dimly lit for now, pushed by a strange tension coiling inside of him, only to find the source of what he's looking for. A man dressed in an Expeditioner's uniform. A man he's seen before.
Gustave.]
...What?
[It would be more helpful to do more than gawk, and of course Verso might shake himself out of this surreal and jarring revelation in a moment or two, but surely these hooligans will be kind enough to give him that much before he decides to properly step in?
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He moves his feet. Through the darkened halls into the part of the building that remains at least dimly lit for now, pushed by a strange tension coiling inside of him, only to find the source of what he's looking for. A man dressed in an Expeditioner's uniform. A man he's seen before.
Gustave.]
...What?
[It would be more helpful to do more than gawk, and of course Verso might shake himself out of this surreal and jarring revelation in a moment or two, but surely these hooligans will be kind enough to give him that much before he decides to properly step in?
Probably not.]