Oddball
The Only Thing Real is Nothing
I was lost in thought, or least I was until I felt some sort of tingling sensation on my shoulder, its kinda like the feeling when you've been walking on shag carpeting and you touch a metal doorknob then you get shocked. Its kinda like that... I turned behind me to see a very familiar face behind me. Hmm this guy eerily looks familiar... Ah... Now I remember... It was that case in the U.S. back a couple of years ago before the "incident" happened of course. I was sent to investigate what appeared to be a sort of paranatural homocide. My "parapsychology" division, newly formed I.G. and laughing stock of a couple of private investigators by a certain government agency was formed for cases like this. We'd gotten tipped off from the existence of some sort of atmospheric manipulating anomaly somewhere in the U.S. and were dispatched to investigate. We found ourselves in Texas of all places, and a couple of cold cadavers and nearly-dead boy. We took him to a local hospital and continued with the investigation but came up with nothing. I stayed behind to watch the boy when the rest of my colleagues went back to HQ, a biopsy revealed he was struck by lightning and he fell into a comatose. I stayed in the U.S. a couple of months trying to find any relatives that I can send him to but we couldn't I.D. anyone.
I couldn't leave the poor kid there all alone and it was decided that I'd have to come home sooner or later. So I decided to adopt him instead. Didn't work out as planned however, I left him in the U.S. and went back to the U.K.for a while so that I could've completed all the legal paperwork but when I came back for him, it was revealed he wasn't found in bed anymore. The son I adopted was no longer there where I left him. They said they cut him off life support "accidentally" and the morticians came and took the body; I didn't buy it. So I did what I did best, investigate. I found sufficient enough evidence- ahem the lack of sufficient evidence (the ashes or body) and was this close to tracking him down, but then collapsed. I found out I was terminally ill, they brought me back to the U.K. abandoning all hope of me finding him... Until now. @Wick (This was perhaps just one scenario, trying to connect pasts perhaps lol. If you find that getting in the way of what you wanted for Wick I could always just change it.)
"Do you know where to go for information regarding the dormitories..?" He asked expectantly. That was the first I've heard him speak to be honest... I had hoped to hear it under less strange circumstances. In any case he doesn't know me...
"Ah.. Yes I can help you with that... Luckily I stole a room list online from administration before I came to this place... Wick Barrow... Let's see here... Looks like he's roomies with some Russian guy... I noticed a pair of eyes peeping from behind him, it looked like the shadow girl who is quite literally and metaphorically... Attached to him... @Rui She does not have a room yet it seems... I plopped her face icon in a digital room with the both of them. So it'll be a trio now... Heheheh... The powers of controlling living quarters is at my fingertips!
"Okay dormitories are over there. You're bunked with one Elch Reznov @ZappiestAbyss and with Miss Penrose behind you. Oh and there's only two beds occupying your room at the moment so two of you will have to share..."
I couldn't leave the poor kid there all alone and it was decided that I'd have to come home sooner or later. So I decided to adopt him instead. Didn't work out as planned however, I left him in the U.S. and went back to the U.K.for a while so that I could've completed all the legal paperwork but when I came back for him, it was revealed he wasn't found in bed anymore. The son I adopted was no longer there where I left him. They said they cut him off life support "accidentally" and the morticians came and took the body; I didn't buy it. So I did what I did best, investigate. I found sufficient enough evidence- ahem the lack of sufficient evidence (the ashes or body) and was this close to tracking him down, but then collapsed. I found out I was terminally ill, they brought me back to the U.K. abandoning all hope of me finding him... Until now. @Wick (This was perhaps just one scenario, trying to connect pasts perhaps lol. If you find that getting in the way of what you wanted for Wick I could always just change it.)
"Do you know where to go for information regarding the dormitories..?" He asked expectantly. That was the first I've heard him speak to be honest... I had hoped to hear it under less strange circumstances. In any case he doesn't know me...
"Ah.. Yes I can help you with that... Luckily I stole a room list online from administration before I came to this place... Wick Barrow... Let's see here... Looks like he's roomies with some Russian guy... I noticed a pair of eyes peeping from behind him, it looked like the shadow girl who is quite literally and metaphorically... Attached to him... @Rui She does not have a room yet it seems... I plopped her face icon in a digital room with the both of them. So it'll be a trio now... Heheheh... The powers of controlling living quarters is at my fingertips!
"Okay dormitories are over there. You're bunked with one Elch Reznov @ZappiestAbyss and with Miss Penrose behind you. Oh and there's only two beds occupying your room at the moment so two of you will have to share..."
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