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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2017 6:54 pm
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Oliver had a lot of questions about a lot of things, namely the weird-a** eye that he had received from his brother (of all people). His vision was sharp as he cradled the dulled out eye in his pocket, and he was watching people pass by as he loitered outside of the Ashdown police department. Honestly, it probably wasn't the best way to go about things (he didn't want to be super suspicious, but) he had been referred a few times to the Chief of police, and he thought it might be time to peek in for an introduction. Maybe. It was a little nerve wracking.
Hence why he was standing around outside instead.
At least it looked like some of the office workers and other employees were leaving for the day (or maybe a shift change, he wasn't sure how all of this worked). Maybe he could catch him then? He shifted around, realizing he had no idea what this man even really looked like. Ugh, just go for someone who looked vaguely important and cool Oliver, it's not that hard.
"Excuse me?" He went for the guy with the mucked up looking face and the tight bun in his hair. Someone of his stature made sense, right?
Blade_Kuroda I HOPE THIS IS OK! I took some liberties/figured this would be after his stay in the hospital
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2017 1:39 pm
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Why the ******** did everyone in this town know Shiloh? And why did they constantly mistake Oliver for him? Actually that was an easy answer—twins, duh, ok moving right along—but why did everyone know Shiloh. Actually this made sense in a twisted, unfortunate sort of way. He amended that statement; why did this police man know Shiloh? What had he done?
His anxiety was slipping away from him, but he shook it away. At least the man caught himself and corrected it. "Yes, his brother."
He cleared his throat, "It's Oliver. Beaumont." He held his hand out for a shake, "I hope this isn't a bad time?" His eyes immediately went to the bandage on Shun's eye. "But I had some questions that aren't... really well suited for the public." His eyes looked around, shifty, nervous, "Um, you know," his voice got really low, "Magic."
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2017 9:19 am
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Oliver did what he was told, shut the door, took a seat. He plucked the glass eye from all-seeing out of his pocket, though he kept it clamped down in his hand. "What I said before, I meant I saw you from another time. I recognize your face now." He shifted in the seat. "You were there, right? At the void? My brother and I saw you back in the eighties." He hadn't conversed much with the Shun of that time, and he was sure Shun had probably already heard about this from other people, but Oliver knew he'd be curious about othertime-doppelgangers.
Especially since he didn't have one, despite the Shiloh of that time reacting as violently as he had. What was up with that? He supposed he'd never know, now.
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2017 10:03 am
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He nodded, "You were a bouncer at the bar. With the NYPD I guess?" He scratched the back of his head, "I didn't talk with you much? I got a nasty gash on my forehead and you seemed pretty chill about uh, letting me know where the first aid kit was." That had been the extent of their conversation at the time, anyway. A grimace and a nod towards the bathrooms in the back.
"Anyway, that's neither here nor there." He produced the eye for Shun to see, setting it on the table (and steadying it so it wouldn't roll away). He hadn't know much about magic—still didn't—but as far as he had been aware, it was just... a thing. A dangerous thing sometimes, but mostly (if not completely) contained and tethered to the Otherworld. Sure, magic could be preformed here now, but.
"If you know anything about the incident that involved this..." He was still staring at the eye, "My brother was... rather vague." Finally, he looked up at Shun, "Does... this sort of thing happen often?" He was starting to realize he might have been underestimating this whole magic bullshit, and it didn't sit well with him at all.
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2017 10:25 am
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"I see..." This information calmed him a little bit, but he still found himself nervously playing with his jacket sleeve. The slow moonwalker transformation, the new state of their world... He sighed. "I guess it's a relief it's not common, but if it hadn't happened in the old world... and it's starting to now..."
He continued to trail off in thought, hand at his chin thoughtfully. "Hopefully it doesn't mark things to come." He shouldn't have said it really—they were both thinking it he was sure—but the comment slipped out anyway.
"I guess that answers my question though." He leaned back against his chair, leaned down and slumped slightly. "Going back a little though, yeah, we were in New York. It was... really bizarre. Why, weren't you?" He hadn't been aware of what had happened to the others after all. Hell, his entrance onto the scene ended as quickly as he had arrived, jumping into the void right after Shiloh.
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2017 11:12 am
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Oliver hmm'd. "Shiloh would probably know more about that. The cage stuff, I mean. I'm still getting my bearings." The eye found its way back to his pocket. "But it's definitely possible. People used it for everyday mundane stuff; holding their newspaper up without their hands, stuff like that..."
He shuffled. "Are you acquainted with Liam and Renard? I don't know much about them, but their names seem to carry weight here. They were there too—younger, but definitely there." He continued to think, "Apparently they housed the then-versions of my brother and his friend Jamie. It was strange meeting them too..."
"But, if that's the case, then why was your world so different? I mean, the eighties came after the sixties, so you'd think it'd... be the same, or at least a progression, or something." He clicked his tongue, "Unless it was a different cycle I guess, since those are a thing."
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