He pulled his coat on and headed for GAME's headquarters in Rhy'Din, so he could drop off the list. Took it slow, so that he wouldn't trip off that dizziness again. If not for the fact he was outright terrified of doctors, he might have considered going and finding one, just to rule out any physical illness, but Scotty was just as stubborn as he was smart, and fear overrode any amount of whispered sense in this.
And he didn't feel sick like a virus. Just... off. Not right. Split and divided and sometimes absent.
GAME was still on holiday, and the offices were quiet when he slipped in. Didn't look like Silas had picked up his Christmas present, either, though Scotty had seen him in the bar since them. But he didn't disturb the basket, just set the note beside it on the desk.
He didn't know if the master mage would be able to help him. And, not shockingly, part of him wanted to think that it would just resolve itself; now that he could recognize that something was happening, maybe it would be controllable, or maybe it would fade on its own.
He left the note, then headed back out. Relieved, some, for the almost-normal feeling and the fact that his head was here, together and that vertigo that kept him in bed yesterday wasn't making him reel. Almost normal was a good step. Maybe it'd become fully normal by tomorrow.
Scotty wanted to believe all of that.
The universe, though, would have none of it.
--
The note read:
Fall 2240 - In San Francisco, between the end of Basic Training and the start of Command School
Summer 2258 - Woke up in sickbay aboard an alternate universe version of the USS Enterprise
Early fall 2258? - Ended up on the beach, which was... a bit like purgatory? Metaphysical realm, like some kind of reality null zone.
Late fall 2258 - Stumbled through the portal to Rhy'Din the first time
Late fall 2009 - Chose to come back to Rhy'Din permanently.
December 2009 - Started spacing out, towards the end of the month. Feel like... here, there, somewhere else, but don't know where there or somewhere else is.
Other times it felt like that:
1.) Onboard the Enterprise in 2258, here or there, like deja vu.
2.) On Risa, centered about a random encounter with someone I'd never met before and haven't since.
3.) On the beach, a kind of... sense-memory of the North Atlantic, more familiar than it should have been.
4.) Shared sense of something happening with Harold recently, in that there or somewhere else.
5.) Reflections, voices; my own, except not.
And he didn't feel sick like a virus. Just... off. Not right. Split and divided and sometimes absent.
GAME was still on holiday, and the offices were quiet when he slipped in. Didn't look like Silas had picked up his Christmas present, either, though Scotty had seen him in the bar since them. But he didn't disturb the basket, just set the note beside it on the desk.
He didn't know if the master mage would be able to help him. And, not shockingly, part of him wanted to think that it would just resolve itself; now that he could recognize that something was happening, maybe it would be controllable, or maybe it would fade on its own.
He left the note, then headed back out. Relieved, some, for the almost-normal feeling and the fact that his head was here, together and that vertigo that kept him in bed yesterday wasn't making him reel. Almost normal was a good step. Maybe it'd become fully normal by tomorrow.
Scotty wanted to believe all of that.
The universe, though, would have none of it.
--
The note read:
Fall 2240 - In San Francisco, between the end of Basic Training and the start of Command School
Summer 2258 - Woke up in sickbay aboard an alternate universe version of the USS Enterprise
Early fall 2258? - Ended up on the beach, which was... a bit like purgatory? Metaphysical realm, like some kind of reality null zone.
Late fall 2258 - Stumbled through the portal to Rhy'Din the first time
Late fall 2009 - Chose to come back to Rhy'Din permanently.
December 2009 - Started spacing out, towards the end of the month. Feel like... here, there, somewhere else, but don't know where there or somewhere else is.
Other times it felt like that:
1.) Onboard the Enterprise in 2258, here or there, like deja vu.
2.) On Risa, centered about a random encounter with someone I'd never met before and haven't since.
3.) On the beach, a kind of... sense-memory of the North Atlantic, more familiar than it should have been.
4.) Shared sense of something happening with Harold recently, in that there or somewhere else.
5.) Reflections, voices; my own, except not.