exsilium | one ➳ video.

[ allison's decided to record this from the rooftop of one of the slightly shorter and less damaged buildings because why not; especially when the air is crisp and cold and helpful in clearing a troubled head. she's brushing back a stray piece of hair when she turns on the video, before using both hands to steady the tablet currently balanced on her knees. though she looks calm, there definitely seems to be a heaviness in her posture — like she's only just taken a moment to relax and let the good and bad of the situation sink in. the latter, it seems, is what's troubling her today. ]

Hi. [ a half-smile ]

I haven't been here too long, so I'm not so good at this. But how do you even begin to stop thinking and worrying about everything back home? Or at least about people. Family.

[ because the realization had been that her dad's alone now. or he's with gerard, which might actually be worse. she knows he's capable of taking care of himself, but she also hadn't exactly left at the best of times either. her tone turns more inquisitive, more determined as her brain tries to grasp at ideas of what she could do. ]

I know trying to be sent back is trouble, but if there's ways to let us travel, shouldn't there be some way for us to leave something? A note, a memento, or something to let people know we're okay.

[ if she could, she's sure he'd find it. she knows it'd probably make things too easy, but a girl can dream, can't she? the silence begins to stretch on too long and allison figures it's time to buck up and at least stop broadcasting her sullenness, so she just adds: ]

Thanks. [ and a shake of her head before the feed's switched off. ]

[ ooc: oops forgot to add that feel free to also find her outside! ]

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Uh, yeah.

Of course. [ how silly of her ]

You seem surprisingly cavalier about it.

It's a war. People die. Whatever. It wasn't a big deal.

Yeah, people die. But people also don't normally come back from that.

It was quick. Just... bam. Then I woke up like nothing happened. Big explosions, you know, they happen so fast you don't really feel anything. You're gone before the shock even wears off.

[ well that's… vaguely uncomfortable to hear. ]

I'll… try not to get in that situation, then.

Yeah, I mean - you'll probably be fine. Just get underground fast when the sirens go and you'll be okay.

I think I've got enough sense to be able to handle that much.

Hey, some people around here don't even know what bombs are. I'm just saying.

Were they okay? How often does the bombing even happen?

Um... Not really. Not often. Every couple months? Maybe a little bit more than that.

[ she hadn't realized how war-like their situations were at present, but she'd also never had to live through one on home turf ]

Does the Initiative strike back? I mean, can they?

Not really. The best we can usually do is go back in the past and fuck shit up for them there, so when we come back here, the U.E.'s a little bit weaker.

So it is working. I mean, it sounds a little hard to believe when you just hear about it.

[ just slightly like bullshit but she's withholding judgement ]

It's definitely working. They can't even see the changes, 'cause we're messing with their timeline. Only reason we can see it happen is 'cause we're from a different universe.

And they'll let us go when — what? We change enough of it that they don't need us to do this anymore?

They tried to let us go already. The U.E. followed somebody to their home world and destroyed it. We're not going home 'til the U.E.'s gone. Not if we know what's good for us.

That could take forever. Large, oppressive groups aren't exactly known for falling in a day.

Then it's lucky we control time, ain't it.

I wouldn't say it's a we when someone else is in charge of it.

We're on the same team.

So we've got equal footing with them, then?

Equal footing like are they gonna let some high school chick work their billion-dollar war machine? Uh, no. But they'll talk to you. There's a whole department for it.

Then they probably shouldn't have brought some high school chick here in the first place. [ she's rolling her eyes, but it's moreso at being thought of as young and inexperienced than anything else. ]

Yeah, so I've heard.

Don't take it so personal. And talk to Saul if you need something.

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