[It's dark. There's a little light coming in from the outside, but you know this room, Arthur.]
[It's the room that's been your bedroom nearly the entire time you've been here. And indeed, you look down and you see... yourself. Sleeping as calmly as is normal for you.]
[The you that is Caleb - because who else could it be? - sets a glass of water down on the side table and retreats quietly to the back bedroom, Frumpkin padding along behind you. You both go inside and close the door, sitting down on the mass of blankets you've made your bed. The floor's more comfortable for you now.]
[Frumpkin stares at you from the end of the 'bed', and you sigh. You know that look.]
Ja, I know. I know that it seems a bit stupid. [You take a deep breath and hold an arm over your stomach as you watch Frumpkin knead the blanket.]
It's been over seventeen years now. ... I don't know if he'd take the question well.
[Frumpkin fixes you with a stern stare in between your eyes.]
He's a child, though. ... Admittedly a child that has been through a lot and come out swinging.
[Frumpkin trills and you roll your eyes.]
Ja, the name is made up. So is the entire family. It's... it's not who I was. It's a new start, isn't it?
[The cat finally walks up into your lap and nuzzles your chest. You smile slightly.]
I know that you were just trying to make sure I was sure. ... It seems like we may have something to deal with soon. I will ask him after. I do not want to distract him in the middle of this.
[Frumpkin purrs, and you pull the covers over you both.]
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timeasmymeasure
Final Investigation, on the train
Date: 2020-03-01 05:17 pm (UTC)[It's the room that's been your bedroom nearly the entire time you've been here. And indeed, you look down and you see... yourself. Sleeping as calmly as is normal for you.]
[The you that is Caleb - because who else could it be? - sets a glass of water down on the side table and retreats quietly to the back bedroom, Frumpkin padding along behind you. You both go inside and close the door, sitting down on the mass of blankets you've made your bed. The floor's more comfortable for you now.]
[Frumpkin stares at you from the end of the 'bed', and you sigh. You know that look.]
Ja, I know. I know that it seems a bit stupid. [You take a deep breath and hold an arm over your stomach as you watch Frumpkin knead the blanket.]
It's been over seventeen years now. ... I don't know if he'd take the question well.
[Frumpkin fixes you with a stern stare in between your eyes.]
He's a child, though. ... Admittedly a child that has been through a lot and come out swinging.
[Frumpkin trills and you roll your eyes.]
Ja, the name is made up. So is the entire family. It's... it's not who I was. It's a new start, isn't it?
[The cat finally walks up into your lap and nuzzles your chest. You smile slightly.]
I know that you were just trying to make sure I was sure. ... It seems like we may have something to deal with soon. I will ask him after. I do not want to distract him in the middle of this.
[Frumpkin purrs, and you pull the covers over you both.]
Guten nacht, Mieze.