Aykorn
Inkling Commander
"So uhm, we're going this way, right?" Wade said, pointing down the untaken path. "...'Cover new ground' and all that?"
He sincerely hoped that Max was still down with the quote unquote "plan".
Max nodded, trance-like as if he were fixed onto something down the last path. "Mhm..." he said, absently. The sound of his own voice seemed to break him from his daze, and he blinked, wiped his gaze with a pinch and repeated more sternly, "Yeah, that was supposed to be the plan. You wrote those down, right? The symbols?"
Wade blinked. "The ones... we already have written down?" he asked.
Max blinked to Wade's blinked. "They're not-... or, I guess we-" He glanced out of his stupor and turned to other path again. "These are different than when we saw them before." He explained, "They're activated. If there's any changes to them, we need that-"
He cut himself off and reached for the journal on Wade's person. "Look, just give me the book. I'll do it myself."
"O...Kay?" Wade said, relinquishing the journal and pen. What symbols though? He thought, slightly annoyed. What are you talking about?! Had he missed something on the walk here?
And yet Max was recording something right where they stood, looking into the dimness of the path they took last night. What was he even writing...?
Having glanced up a moment, where the journal once rested in Wade's hand was a familiar silver mirror, conveniently teleported.
Wade sighed. Oh, it's you again, he thought.
Well, this day was already weird enough. If Max couldn't notice the mirror, maybe he was noticing something else, and Wade just couldn't see it, lost in the limbo of 'what was real or not.' Or something.
He looked down into the tunnel from yesterday. Was there actually anything down there?
Examine (Glance into the mirror): Other path
He sincerely hoped that Max was still down with the quote unquote "plan".
Max nodded, trance-like as if he were fixed onto something down the last path. "Mhm..." he said, absently. The sound of his own voice seemed to break him from his daze, and he blinked, wiped his gaze with a pinch and repeated more sternly, "Yeah, that was supposed to be the plan. You wrote those down, right? The symbols?"
Wade blinked. "The ones... we already have written down?" he asked.
Max blinked to Wade's blinked. "They're not-... or, I guess we-" He glanced out of his stupor and turned to other path again. "These are different than when we saw them before." He explained, "They're activated. If there's any changes to them, we need that-"
He cut himself off and reached for the journal on Wade's person. "Look, just give me the book. I'll do it myself."
"O...Kay?" Wade said, relinquishing the journal and pen. What symbols though? He thought, slightly annoyed. What are you talking about?! Had he missed something on the walk here?
And yet Max was recording something right where they stood, looking into the dimness of the path they took last night. What was he even writing...?
Having glanced up a moment, where the journal once rested in Wade's hand was a familiar silver mirror, conveniently teleported.
Wade sighed. Oh, it's you again, he thought.
Well, this day was already weird enough. If Max couldn't notice the mirror, maybe he was noticing something else, and Wade just couldn't see it, lost in the limbo of 'what was real or not.' Or something.
He looked down into the tunnel from yesterday. Was there actually anything down there?
Examine (Glance into the mirror): Other path
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