nexus_sages | Oct. 1st, 2015

There's a new face in the Nexus! -And there she goes, immediately sticking her head into the portal she just came out of. When Asta comes back, she looks remarkably unfrazzled about the whole thing. "Huh. Cool. This'd make a cool feature to write about." The young woman quirks a crooked little smile before flipping open a notebook. (Said notebook is full of indecipherable scribbles. Bad handwriting is a double-edged sword.)

"So, lemme get this straight," she drawls. "You guys just replaced my front closet with a- whatever this is." A beat. "...Oh man, this is so cool! So if I bring my netbook here, will I still get a signal from my router? I mean, my connection's not great, but still..."

Smile real big, Nexus. You're the next big thing on Network Zero.

As he finished speed-reading over the pamphlet, he looked around again--no less bewildered and confused as he was before receiving it.

Am I supposed to ask a question...? All he wanted to do right this moment was locate his SUV, and drive home. He had been going through enough; suffering in his grades, along with the confusion and freaking out over keeping the secrets from everyone he's known... Ever since his friend Kyle Trager had left to go to Connecticut (or did he?), he's had all this stress pent up inside him. He couldn't talk to anyone about Adam Baylin, the guy in the photo taken in 1985 that looked just like Kyle. Or the reality behind their connection to Professor William Kern. Or about Tom Foss's hidden cameras that were set up throughout the interior of the Tragers' house.

Declan heaved out a sigh, and told himself that there had to be a reason why he was here. And there had to be someone out here who would help him.

Before he could start to allow himself to go into a mental breakdown or whatever, he chose to walk up to the individual closest to him. "Which direction do I take to travel to Seattle?" This place? The numbers of street markets, statues, and memorials brought a certainty that he was someplace different. He wasn't anywhere near Seattle, let alone near the arcade parking lot his car was abandoned in.