towerofanimus

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Characters: John Harley and YOU
Setting: Dormitory hallways
Format: Starting with prose, but happy with either!
Summary: John has just woken up on the second dorm level and wanders around confused.
Warnings: None yet!

John was confused. He was pretty sure this wasn't the medium - it didn't look anything like what he'd seen following Jade on his computer, nor like anything in the clouds.

After the dreams he'd been having, waking up in a dark, cold room was making it hard for him to maintain his usual cheerfulness. He wandered around, investigating the other rooms, but they all looked the same; dark and empty. It was creepy and kind of reminded him of that book Dave was always going on about. That, in turn, reminded him of the scary as hell post-dreamself-death dreams. Maybe he was still asleep?

Eventually, he found the stairs and made his way down.

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David had been hearing voices. Phantoms, he knew by now, not really his friends calling out for help...a hand on the wall, Light Sabre in hand to help light the shadows. This was reminding him of the Labyrinth, far more than he was comfortable with. He squinted in the darkness of the first floor dormitory halls, nearing the stairs. There had been no voice to lure him down, but...no, he'd recognize him anywhere. It had to be him.

"John?"

John jumped at the sudden sound, but then grinned when he saw its source.

"Dave! Sheesh, you scared me!"

He practically bounced to hug his best friend. Sure, they were meeting in person for the first time, but who cares about trivialities like that? Not John.

He tensed somewhat at the contact--not particularly touchy-feely--but reminding himself that this was John, he relaxed quickly. "Hah. My deepest apologies, then." Facetious, as always.

He paused briefly, remembering that not everyone here from the same universe seemed to come from the same point in time. "What was the last major event that you can recall?"

"Hehe, it's okay!"

His eyes widened at the question. "Oh, are we dealing with time stuff here? I had just entered the medium! I got up and was going to look around, but then all of a sudden I was here!"

A pause. "So what's the last thing you remember?"

This had to be a dream. Or maybe not -- Jade couldn't bring herself to think that it was heaven, even though waking up in a bed, underneath a roof, was far from anything she'd experienced in the past few months. Still, maybe she'd simply slept without dreaming on Prospit. Though she didn't know if that was possible, it was a better solution than believing that she'd been zapped out of thin air, or that she had died.

She had been peering out of her door for a few minutes, watching the hallway outside uncertainly, when he walked by. He looked familiar -- the face and the glasses, she thought. But he didn't look exactly the same. Jade steps out of her room and waves at him.

Sorry, Jade, but he doesn't even notice you. He walked by without even noticing the half-open door, and he certainly doesn't hear the soft footsteps from behind him. He just keeps moving on.

Okay, then. It's time to try actually talking to him -- though his hair's weird, she's still reasonably certain it's John.

"John--?" Her voice is hoarse. Goddammit, this is no time to fail her, voice! Her call is barely more than some sort of raspy whisper, and so she goes for option B. She flings herself down the hall, wrapping John in a hug from behind, burying her head in his shoulder.

He stops at the sound of his name, glancing around, and then BAM someone is hugging him!

He will never say no to hugs, but he's kind of confused and scared and he'd rather see who's hugging him. He tries peeking around his shoulder, but only sees messy black hair. Still, he doesn't pull away. Whoever this is, it feels like they really need a hug.

"Uh... hi?"

This is the first person she's hugged since she was a child, or at least the first alive person since Grandpa died. Jade honestly thought she'd never see them again, her friends from back home. But she realizes that this is kind of awkward and oh wow, being social probably means that she should let go. So she steps away, putting her hands behind her back.

"You're John, right? I mean, you look like him. But your hair's long." Oops, she's rambling in her whispery voice, and talking hurts. Jade coughs, and then smiles at him. "Sorry."

He turns to face her and his jaw drops. "Jade!"

And then he's pulling her into a crushing hug. "Oh my god, it's so awesome to see you, sis!" But then he actually hears what she's saying and blinks in confusion. "Of course it's me, and you're the one whose hair is too long! And..."

He pulls back slightly, taking in her appearance. His smile turns into a worried frown. "What happened to you, Jade?"

Oh, more hugs. Jade returns the hug as hard as she can, though his own crushing one kind of hurts. But god, it feels so good to see her friends again. Only...

She frowns and looks down. It's not as if she took care of herself particularly well; she's all angles and too small, practically holding her skirt up with her hands. Not that there's much of a proper outfit left; Jade's walking around barefoot, her shirtsleeves torn off.

"Oh, um. It's kind of a long story. I..." a pause. She doesn't want to talk about it. The people in heaven are nosy. "My hair is just fine..."

"Is it time shenanigans? I told you time travel isn't a thing to be taken lightly!"

"No...um."

What is John even talking about? She's super confused. This has got to be a dream, because in her world (when she had a world, she thinks) John actually makes sense and has a proper haircut.

"Dave. Is the time person."

[Rose had been making rounds around the tower for a while now, using her wands as a source of light and making sure the other members were faring well. All the while she had felt the whispers of the horror terrors following behind her, leaving her on edge. Yet when her lights shone upon John, looking extremely unwindy and significantly more green, she blinked.]

...John?

"What?"

John leans closer, inspecting Jade's head. It's hard to see anything with all that hair, and she's acting so weird... Maybe she's hit her head?

"Jade, do you have amnesia?

[John blinked as well, though more from the light than anything being strange. Sure, Rose looked a bit different than normal, but it was still her, right?

He grinned and lunged to hug her.]

Rose! Hi!

A small laugh escapes her, though it's strange and a little stilted, like she hasn't laughed in awhile.

"No, I don't think so..." She shakes her head, watching him warily. Does he not like her? She knows that they're meeting in person for the first time, but she hopes that he thinks she's nice, even though she doesn't look presentable.

"I remember, um. The meteor. And the earth being gone."

There's something strange about Jade, but John can't quite put his finger on it. What he can tell, though, is that something is wrong, which is why he pulls her in for another hug, this one more careful.

"Are you okay?"

She smiles despite herself, carefully returning the favor. John isn't exactly the same, either. But she wonders if that's what heaven does to people, is change them. Thinking about the question for a moment, she sighs.

"I dunno."

[Ohgoodnessderphugs.

She tenses a little at first, but quickly relaxes, a small smile crossing her face.]

You look rather different, John. [Ah, perhaps...?] What is your last name?

[Blink.]

What, don't you remember? It's Harley, of course!

He's getting a little worried now. Jade is never this subdued. She's always cool and ironic and totally badass!

Not that this amnesiac Jade isn't cool, too. Just... not the normal kind of cool.

"Well, you remember me, right? So your memory can't be completely gone!"

John is pretty much the same, so she's not quite as worried. Jade smiles, nodding. "John Egbert. I wouldn't forget you, you sent me stuff a long time ago."

Oh man. Oh man oh god oh man oh god oh man oh god.

"Jade, I think you really do have amnesia!!"

She just looks confused. "But...why?"

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