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[striketwice]

REVERIE INBOX "THIS IS ALEC. MAKE IT QUICK." ⚡ voice . text . action ↳ OVERFLOW | REGISTRY

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[striketwice]

[ No, outwardly it doesn't seem much has changed. Alec smirks that insufferable smirk of his, like he always does, stepping around the glowing marks. ]

Little project I'm working on. All this talk of portals got me thinking that maybe I should build a few of my own.

[vecna]

A few of your own?

[That’s… surprising to him, though Alec’s magic has been nothing but versatile so far. Of course he could conjure up portals, too, with enough runic scribblings.

Henry reaches out the brush a finger against one of the glowing marks.]

To where?

[striketwice]

[ In turn Alec reaches out to catch Henry by the wrist. Gently. ]

Ah-ah. No touching. If you smudge something, I might get turned into paste, and nobody wants that. Least of all me.

[ He lets him go after a moment. ]

Around the prison. I can't tear holes in reality like you can, but I can connect two points in the same reality. Think of it like a network of tunnels. My own little shortcuts.

[vecna]

[He stills his hand when Alec catches him by the wrist. Henry relents, then — he doesn’t want Alec to turn into paste, either. Ideally.]

Shortcuts so you don’t have to… walk so much across the prison?

[Something about that is amusing to him.]

And can anyone use them?

[striketwice]

[ He appreciates your consideration, Henry. ]

They're not just so I don't have to walk, thank you.

And no. It's not like my magic is the most user-friendly stuff around. Anyone can go through, but I have to be there to open the door, so to speak.

[vecna]

[Brow arching.]

So then, what? They’re so you can duck out of conversations you want no part of?

[Whether or not that’s the case, it’s somehow even more amusing. Very Alec.]

[striketwice]

One hundred percent.

[ A grin. That's not the only reason by a long shot, but he can and will use them for that reason as well. ]

[vecna]

This is a lot of effort to go to just for being anti-social, Alec.

[All those runes.]

Still, I’m interested to see them when you’re done. My portals weren’t ever so straightforward to make.

[striketwice]

I don't like to half-ass anything, Henry.

[ He moves back around to where he was, continuing his work. ]

Anyway, you were looking for me?

[vecna]

[He can't argue with that. Henry follows around to the same side, deciding to watch him work whether or not Alec appreciates the scrutiny.]

I was. A lot happened last night, and I only realized today that a few questions slipped my mind in all the excitement.

["A lot happened" is an understatement, but neither of them requires a reminder. And though the recollection is fresh, at least the experience itself feels less... raw after a night of sleep. And other things.]

[striketwice]

[ And other things, yes. He glances over, one eyebrow raised. ]

Questions like what?

[vecna]

Well, for one, did you happen to come across a doppelganger of your own?

[striketwice]

[ In answer to that, he fishes around in his pocket and withdraws... a tarot card. He holds it up between two fingers. Look, they have matching arcana: the Tower. ]

[vecna]

[Oh. There’s his answer. And Alec’s card is the same arcana as his — of course it is, of course-]

So you did.

[He’s almost sorry he missed it. But Henry figures that might not be a sentiment appreciated.]

And resolved it just fine, apparently.

[striketwice]

[ Frankly, he'd rather it was Henry. Instead... ]

Fine is pushing it. I think half the team and then some saw what happened.

[ He tucks the card back into his pocket. ]

[vecna]

[Well, he has Henry with him now to poke and prod.]

...So, what did happen?

[striketwice]

Not anything you haven't personally already seen.

[vecna]

[Personally?]

So then, that younger version of you...

[With blood painting his face. That would be Henry's guess.]

Let one person in, and the whole prison gets to see it next. That's bad luck on your part.

[striketwice]

[ Alec breathes out something like a laugh. ]

Yeah, what the hell did you do, man? Forget to lock the door on your way out?

[vecna]

[His lips quirk.]

I always leave the door a little ajar. [That's a joke, right? Henry???] But maybe it didn't help to have that memory at the forefront of your mind at the time.

[striketwice]

[ BRUH ]

I always figured if anything was gonna come back and haunt me, it was gonna be that moment. I just... you know, would have liked a little breathing room in between.

[vecna]

[Just so he can slip back in more easily the next time. :) But it's fine, Alec, you're a special case.]

But if you've earned yourself a tarot card, that must mean you resolved something.

[And that part would be something Henry's not seen. Something that really needles at his curiosity, now.]

[striketwice]

[ Unsure if that's a good thing or not... ]

Yeah, a thing or two. Like maybe this whole self-imposed isolation bit I've got going on isn't all it's cracked up to be.

[vecna]

Oh? I still have a hard time imagining you as a people person. That said, maybe this revelation of yours worked to my benefit, too.

[Regarding Alec’s willingness to… well, make the offer that he did.]

[striketwice]

Oh, I'm definitely still not a people person. That kind of thing doesn't change overnight, if ever.

[ His grin skews a little lopsided, but it's a subdued version of his usual smirks. Something perhaps a smidge more genuine than he usually puts on. ]

But yeah, I'd say it did.