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[ Is this part of the other PSL? MAYBE ... tbd.

But - this is the Martin who went back in time to the second season, before everything really started going to hell. It hasn't been the most pleasant ride - seeing himself, accidentally triggering Not-Sasha's attack, the confrontation with Elias - but it's been better. He'd begged Michaelen not to take him back for multiple reasons. Yes, he thinks help more here, but ... he also doesn't want to go home to die. Not when there's a Jon here who's willing to love him, when Tim is blossoming into a new best friend, and even Martin is slowly moving towards self-acceptance in a literal sense.

For the first time in months, Martin - no, Algric - sees the shape of what a peaceful life could be. This could be a world where he lives in Jon's flat for the rest of his life, where he doesn't only have to be a helpful ghost. The Lonely is still too strong in him, but he feels it weakening in spots, where Tim and Jon and Martin have all helped him remember what it's like to have human connection.

That's why he's here at Hilltop Road. He dares to hope now; he dares to consider the possibility that he might get to keep all of this. And if he wants to keep this, he has to make sure there's no way back to the hell he left. Michaelen's appearance had scared him more deeply than he wants to let on.

As he mounts the steps to the rickety old house, Algric takes in a shivering breath. It's fine. It's fine, this is fine, he's just - just going to look. And if there's a creepy basement with a crack in the world, he's not going to go through it! He's just going to. See if it's there or not. If he thinks his timeline is on the other side or not. ]

Date: 2020-09-06 08:00 pm (UTC)
eyediot: (s5; and they hunt you and they gut you)
From: [personal profile] eyediot
You're not.

[He can feel that misery, that self-hate after years of it. He doesn't tug at it.]

You've just... had experiences with people who don't... think.

Date: 2020-09-06 08:06 pm (UTC)
eyediot: (hand me my shovel)
From: [personal profile] eyediot
[Jon sighs, resting his forehead against Algric's shoulder.]

No.

Date: 2020-09-06 08:14 pm (UTC)
eyediot: (I'm gonna wait right here)
From: [personal profile] eyediot
[He pulls back to just... Look at him. Fondness and love there.]

I will gladly do it if it helps.

Date: 2020-09-06 08:16 pm (UTC)
eyediot: (s5; beneath the black)
From: [personal profile] eyediot
I am nothing if not stubbornly sure.

Date: 2020-09-06 08:34 pm (UTC)
eyediot: (swim out to where you were floating)
From: [personal profile] eyediot
And I already said I'm not leaving. So. You're quite stuck with my stupidity.

Date: 2020-09-06 08:57 pm (UTC)
eyediot: (in the dark)
From: [personal profile] eyediot
Right. I need someone who knows me well that can point out when I'm being especially stupid.

Date: 2020-09-06 09:50 pm (UTC)
eyediot: (as if the stars have started to align)
From: [personal profile] eyediot
So... we help each other. You stop me from being especially stupid, I stop you from thinking negative about yourself.

Deal?

Date: 2020-09-06 09:53 pm (UTC)
eyediot: (s5; in my bloodstained sunday's best)
From: [personal profile] eyediot
[Oh shit. If he keeps being rewarded for little things like this, he may actually start to think about what he says before he says them.

He blinks up at him, then smiles all nervous.]


R-right. Good.

Date: 2020-09-06 10:04 pm (UTC)
eyediot: (s5; to steer me away from my mission to)
From: [personal profile] eyediot
Uh. Nope. No, I'm. I'm good. Right here.

[Half crawled on him and in his arms. It's not a bad place for Jon Feral Cat Sims.]

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