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Date & Time: Backdated to the week before the Uruguay mission, during timeswap.
Location: It's a whenever and wherever you want deal again!
Characters: Jacquese Foran & YOU
Summary: Jacquese is turned into his little acolyte self and is wandering around lost, come say hi.
Warnings: angry uncooperative mute child alert

[ In the compound and even outside of it, a young boy can be found walking around. A boy that might seem familiar to some. Jacquese, even without his horns and his monk robes, can still be quite recognizable. His hair is much shorter, but still long enough to be in a ponytail and the scar across his nose is still there too. The most notable differences were of course that he was much smaller and younger, looking to be about 15 years old, and the permanent scowl he was wearing on his face.

Waking up in a strange place and then being surrounded by people he'd never seen before with no familiar face in sight had been very disconcerting and it hadn't taken Jacquese long at all to decide he wanted out. He'd much rather be in the dreary Prontera Church than here, wherever 'here' was. With that in mind he'd set out to find a way out and regardless of what people told him, he kept looking. People, especially adults, couldn't be trusted after all. Father Remiel had said he'd always be there for him and where was he now? Not where Jacquese needed him, obviously.

So he sulkily keeps wandering around, getting lost and frankly not giving a shit about it. He has a mace if he gets anywhere where he needs to defend himself so he's sure he'll be just fine. ]

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[ The hint of amusement only makes him feel more angry and he almost acts on the urge to just give her a rude gesture before making a get away, but her gestures and words stop him short.

He had no idea what she meant by pads, but the transport part he understood perfectly fine. It could be the way out.

So after pushing down the urge, he nods once curtly. ]

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( She watches him, expression largely unreadable as she concentrates. Then she smiles again, nodding her head to the side and gesturing before she sets off rolling. Most her gesture are brief and to a point, bringing them out of the courtyards and into the halls of the Hold proper. )

It's a few halls down, and we pass by the weapon room on the way. They'll probably let us in!

( She's not entirely sure. Then again, asking and being Transports, that opened most doors for them in the end. )

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[ Jacquese follows along at a brisk pace, still scowling, but at this point it's probably apparent that it's his default expression.

When she speaks up again he pointedly raises an eyebrow at her.

He really doesn't like that "probably" in there. ]

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What? They have off days, like anyone else! We'll need to be charming.

... Think you can pull that off?

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[ He gives Collette a look before rolling his eyes.

... Whether that's a yes or no, who knows! No is probably the safe bet here though. ]

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( A safer bet, but one she doesn't apply any particular permanence to! One way or another, she keeps chattering about whatever comes to mind as brought to mind by their surroundings while navigating toward the transport room proper. She smmiles, waving and stopping to talk with the Initiative worker who's watching the door.

After a few minutes, she gets the go ahead to enter, as long as she and her "big, silent friend there" don't start messing with the wiring or electronics. The worker says he'll be watching from the door, and Collette promises they weren't intending to wreck anything. )

Besides, what am I going to do? Roll all over everything?

( She winks; he shrugs, and she gestures for Jacquese to come along with her. )

Now this is the room where we're all pulled in, and where we go when they send us out on missions. Check around! It's not as cool looking as I hoped it'd be the first few times I saw it.

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[ Jacquese just ... listens to her inane chattering because really, what else is he supposed to do? It's somewhat annoying, but at least it keeps his mind off of things that would only upset him further. He watches her deal with what appears to be a guard of some sort with a suspicious look kept on the guard the whole time.

When Collette motions for him to follow though, he does so readily and the moment she gives him the go ahead to check around, he wanders away from her to do exactly that.

The room may not be impressive to her, but he's never seen anything like it. He walks onto the platform, glancing around wide-eyed at the spacious white room. Nothing to him seems like a clear source of their teleportation powers and so he turns back to Collette after getting a good look, snapping his fingers to get her attention before carefully mouthing how does it work? ]

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( She looks back his way with the finger snapping. A moment of study, then a further moment of hoping she understands, leads to a grand moment of shrugging her shoulders. )

They put coordinates over in that terminal when they send us on missions, but they don't use the same method to bring us here. They tend to kick us out around that time of the month. I think it goes kind of on a "whatever we can pick up" channel, and they pull in anything that gets a living sentient response. Or we'd be rolling around in all sorts of weird stuff, and animals!

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[ It ... really doesn't make much sense to him and it shows. The way he knows how teleportation works is drastically different from what's happening here. Back home warp portals were created and controlled by priests, not weird machines that could take anyone without warning.

Both the scariness of that and his confusion result in mounting frustration again which he channels ....

By turning and kicking the nearest thing in reach like a champ. ]

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I see you subscribe to the same tech-support program as my brother.

( She watches him before saying as much, and doesn't interject or try to prevent him from releasing his emotional energy. People took care of it as they will, though the Initiative employee shouted out for him to knock it off.

She glances back the guys way, waving backward. )

We won't do any permanent damage! Promise!

Not like the machines can do any weirder stuff than they already have, anyway.

( Her voice was pitched low, and she shook her head. Timetravel. Better left to the movies, but still exciting, even when it messed with everyone's age! )