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[retisense]

Hey man. It's Abby. We met in a bathroom.

How you holding up? Settling in okay?

[stations]

Hey, Abby

it's Jack

( he deletes that immediately — she texted you first, dumbass, obviously she knows who it is. jesus, he really needs to get his prescriptions set up here. )

I'm alright, considering
Why?
Everything okay?

( because the concept of anyone checking in on him just because is ??? )

[retisense]

Yeah, everything's fine with me. I mean, as fine as it can be. I was just checking in because no offense but you seemed pretty messed up when you showed up. So, you know. Are you less messed up now?

[stations]

Oh
Yeah that's fair
Things were kind of
weird
back home
I'd say my general baseline is significantly less messed up now

[retisense]

Seriously, no offense, I don't blame you if shit was weird and you looked like a mess, I can pretty much promise I've looked worse.

Glad you're less messed up though. I'm just trying to catch my breath. Are you used to this kind of thing? Weird otherworldly paranormal crap?

[stations]

Unfortunately, yeah, kind of way too used to it.
What about you?

[retisense]

Not used to it. I mean, I'm used to fucked up stuff, but not this kind of fucked up stuff.

Sorry man, it's rough.

[stations]

What kind of fucked up stuff is your normal kind of fucked up stuff?

[retisense]

Mostly just survival horror and creepy stalkers. What kind of supernatural nonsense are you used to? Any particular genre?

[stations]

Eldritch beings, demigods, and raccoons, mainly
also sometimes lawn gnomes that may or may not be omens of bad tidings

[retisense]

You know, besides the raccoons that stuff sounds almost easier to deal with. I wouldn't wish a month-long shipwreck on my worst enemy.

[stations]

The raccoons are definitely not to be trifled with.

You were shipwrecked? That sucks. Was it like a Lord of the Flies situation?

[retisense]

Those little fuckers are smart and mean, you're a braver man than I if you trifle with them.

Yeah. Though I'd have KILLED for an island to be shipwrecked on. All I had was an orange dinghy and pretty much no food or water.

[stations]

The ones back where I work are like... mutated. I'm not kidding, one of them is like three feet tall. I've seen it get run over on no less than two occasions. It's definitely going to outlive me.

Oh wow, that's like the second worst possible way to be shipwrecked.

[retisense]

Oh my god, that's messed up. Like, run over by a regular car or are we talking Mack truck?

What's the worst way?

[stations]

Once was a car, the other time was one of those big redneck overcompensating for something jacked up pick-up trucks.

Not having a dinghy.

[retisense]

Yikes. I hope I never meet those raccoons.

[Oh wow, that's like, the first time someone's made her laugh about her crappy backstory.]

You've got a point there. I watched some episodes of some TV show about people who got dropped in the water with nothing to float on. Doubt I could've survived that one.

[stations]

( It would legitimately blow his mind to know that made her laugh. He wasn't trying to be funny. It's super not the first time that's happened to him — for some reason, it's kind of a regularly recurring accident in his life... )

Me neither. I definitely don't do enough cardio for that, and I'm pretty sure I'd somehow manage to mess up floating within an hour.

Sorry about your month long shipwreck, by the way. I thought it in my head and totally forgot to say it.

un: strange

[sorser]

[Sometimes, just sometimes, he’s given reason to worry about the people he’s stumbled across in this world. Maybe it’s the second nature of a doctor reformed, or a sorcerer whose job essentially revolves around concern for the state of the universe. Either way, a message in the middle of the evening—]

Is this Jack? This is Stephen Strange, the man with the cloak.

[That should help.]

[stations]

( Pff, please, name one thing about their introduction that came off as worry-worthy, you can't, it can't be done, it was completely healthy and totally fine.

The good news is he's had a little time to level out and get his shit together, so that's nice.

The first text comes through: )

Oh, the sorcerer, right?

( Almost immediately after, a second: )

Sorry, wizard, I mean.

[sorser]

You were right the first time.

[Which he knows was absolutely purposeful.]

Good to see that your sense of humor is intact.

[stations]

haha yeah.

( It was definitely a joke and not just Jack's dying idiot brain having the memory of a concussed linebacker after the super bowl.

Fortunately it's easier to seem like you're not an awkward liar through text. )

Anyway, sorry, did you need something? Everything okay?

[sorser]

About as “okay” as things can be in this world, I guess. Nothing earth-shaking happening just yet, but give it another day or two.

I was actually just checking in with you. I know it’s not easy adapting to a new world altogether, and you were pretty shaken when we met. Hope that’s not too presumptuous of me.

[stations]

I hit you with a baseball bat, so I guess that's a pretty fair assessment.

Which, by the way, sorry about that again.

But yeah, I'm okay. This definitely isn't the weirdest thing I've seen, it just kind of happened at a really
Really
Really
I cannot emphasize this enough: Really
Bad time.

[sorser]

I did get that impression. This place has great timing, doesn’t it?

Don’t worry about the baseball bat; I’ve really been struck by a lot worse. And I’m not exactly the best person for this, but I’ll offer anyway: whether or not you trust ADI, the medical and counseling departments are there for a reason. You can find me pretty easily at the former.

Not that you didn’t already know it if you were stuck at that job fair like the rest of us.

That said… you need anything now?