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[allwehad]

[A] Action: Dairy]

[Margot has definitely been tipped off that something is up during the early hours of the morning when the tv had gone on the fritz, waking her up from a booze induced coma on the couch.

It’s only amplified when, later, she tries to go out the backdoor to have a pre-breakfast cigarette and manages to pass through the door. She plays with this for a moment (in-out-in-out) before it becomes solid again, ramming her face rather painfully into the wood and feeling like a fool.

It gives her an idea, though.

For most of the morning, she listens in to the phone network, confirming that other strange things are happening (and, really, all she has to do is look outside at the drones to know). Before noon, after she’s taken a trip to the floor through one of the kitchen chairs, she works up the nerve to head out and towards the dairy, willing to try something.

It’s Dist’s words that urge her on -- things are falling apart. Time to act. She feels good about this, pumped. She can do it.

The dairy door is in sight, she keeps striding purposefully forward, almost there and...

BAM!

She bounces unceremoniously off the door and lands flat on her ass, rubbing her forehead.

Okay. It only worked part of the time with the door at home and then randomly with the chair, maybe it just needs a bit? She gives it a few more minutes and then tries again, but this time more cautiously.

Same thing. Solid as a rock.

She can be found at this for the next several hours with absolutely no success whatsoever. Gold stars for trying?]

[B] Phone]

Has anyone else tried going through the walls of the dairy or city hall or the post office? It seems like things are -- are flickering. Like something is wrong with the illusion?

I tried myself, but had no luck. Maybe someone else will get it.

[And yes, someone does sound bitter about this.]

Comments

[allwehad]

[Common sense is not strong in this one.]

Dammit. I thought it would have worked...

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[He shrugged.]

It was worth a try.

[He offers his hand.]

Sherlock Holmes.

[allwehad]

[She takes it firmly.]

Margot Sullivan.

Maybe if things stay like this, we'll both have better luck another day.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Perhaps. But I want to know why. Why are these places immune to such things? Does this mean that they are the only 'real' things here?

[Sherlock is mentally taking in everything around them.]

[allwehad]

Maybe. They could be the only places keeping the illusion up?

If the dairy is housing the revival machine or whatever, the other places must have something important in them as well.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[Sherlock nods.]

Whatever the case, we now know that these are solid and everything else - isn't. This could be very important.

[allwehad]

Figuring out in what way is going to be the hard part.

And have you been able to make anything out on the radio? I tried listening to it this morning, but couldn't understand anything.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

No, I couldn't either. But, it's rather interesting that it's happening at the same time as the - phasing.

[He looks around.]

Need more data. The question is, how to obtain it?

[allwehad]

Keep looking and trying things, I suppose? That's what I intend to do.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[He looks slightly amused.]

You see... but do you observe?

[allwehad]

Um... yes?

[Because that seems like the right answer.]

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

You don't sound sure. And considering what you were doing when I happened upon you, I would say the real answer is "no". Please don't lie around me, it's an utter waste of time.

[He looks her up and down.]

Where are you from? Originally, I mean.

[allwehad]

Well then.

[She crosses her arms.]

A country called Eridian. I won't be surprised if you haven't heard of it; most people here haven't.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

That's fine. Most people believe I'm fiction.

And... what is the name of your world?

[That might tell him more. Though he doubts it.]

[allwehad]

Huh. ...Are you?

It's on Usueth.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Do I look like I'm fiction?

[He looks at her.]

Never heard of it.

[But this is from the man who 'deleted' that the Earth goes around the sun.]

[allwehad]

Sorry! Sucks, though. Being confused with fiction, I mean.

[She shrugs.]

I'd be more surprised if you had.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Meh. I frankly don't care what anyone thinks of me.

[Never have.]

[allwehad]

That's good, I suppose.

[Because she thinks he's a jerk. An interesting jerk, but a jerk nonetheless.]

But if you find something else out, you'll keep me in the loop, yeah?

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Why?

[Well he is... and if she said so, he wouldn't disagree.]

[allwehad]

So we can share information and possibly work together to find a way home..?

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[He takes a breath and stands that much straighter.]

I always work alone.

[allwehad]

[She looks annoyed and purses her lips.]

Alright. Fine. Have fun with that, then.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[Sherlock is amused by that reaction.]

It's nothing personal against you. It is simply how I function.

[allwehad]

Yeah, well... that's stupid.

[That's her best insult for the day. /sob]

Whatever. I've got more important things to do today then waste my time here.