[Shaun doesn't even have to ask where this question comes from. God knows it's in his head often. Especially since Becks left. And Luther is really one of the only folks he thinks that might get it.
So not a surprise, and since it is Luther, he'll be honest too.]
Wait a week or so to make sure it isn't one of those temporary trips home. You know, be reasonable.
And then figure out the best place to start burning things to the ground until I find someone who can give me actual answers. I've got a short list already.
[Sure, Cape Canaveral is the main thought, given that's where they show up, but somehow he thinks Jeopardy might be the weak link in the Porter cities.]
And hey yourself, man. How's it going? That's not the "everything is awesome" sort of question.
Really isn't. We lost Diego, Klaus, and Vanya a couple weeks ago. It might be temporary, it's been temporary before-- but there's just no way to tell. And it's also been permanent, when Five went months ago. [ And it's like history is circling back on itself, a snake eating its own tail. Five was the first to vanish back home, too, jumping worlds and getting trapped in the future. MIA for sixteen years. ]
Allison's still here, but I'm still stuck on it. Just thinking, what if it'd been her. What if it is her, someday. What the fuck would I do.
Shit, dude. I'm sorry. That seems to be going around. Becks went and disappeared too. Sucks because she's dead back home, so it's not like I can wish her the best.
[And Georgia, if she ever leaves, goes home to die too. Except there is also a clone? But Shaun can't wrap his head around that one yet without his already fractured psyche shattering entirely.]
I ask myself that too. No good answer either. This place really fucks with your head that way. I feel like I should say something upbeat like carpe diem live for today, but that's total bullshit.
So instead, anything ever happens and you wanna fuck shit up, you have my axe.
Did I ever tell you -- or the others ever tell you -- that they all left? Back home. When we were kids. I was the only one in the house after that, for like twelve years.
[ Luther doesn't spell it out, but the implication's pretty clear: he's getting closer to reliving a personal nightmare. ]
I like to keep a diverse portfolio of weapons options. But you have my guns too.
[But that next bit.]
You never did. That kind of sucks. And you stayed, huh? You're tougher than I am. George died, and I got the fuck away from Michael and Stacey fast as I could.
But Luther. Seriously. History doesn't have to repeat. I hope to hell the rest of your siblings don't get pulled with you still here. But you're not gonna get stuck alone in this place. For one thing, I'm way too annoying as a friend to let you have that much peace and quiet.
[ Luther's had more peace and quiet than he can stand, and his heart twinges hard at that promise. There's no guarantee that Shaun won't disappear one day either, but it's still-- A relief. A safety net. It does manage to make him feel better, even if he can't find all the right words to talk about it.
But that next bit. ]
And wait. Sorry, shit, I didn't know this: George died? Does that mean you're from her future?
[Shaun likes Luther too much to let him languish, after all.
But ah. That's right. He's never exactly admitted that one out loud before.]
Yeah, I'm from a few months ahead of George. And when I'm from, she's. Yeah. Dead. Murdered by some power hungry fuck who deliberately infected her with live KA to shut her up. I shot her myself, at the end, before she turned zombie. Killed the asshole responsible for taking her away from me too. One of them anyway, even if I know he wasn't working alone.
That's why I like this place. It's got George in it.
[ They both like this place for what it's given them, the things they've been missing before, but no wonder Shaun's so attached. There's one particular detail that sticks in Luther's throat most, too, and it's the I shot her myself. Luther's honestly not sure if he'd have been able to do the same, even if it was a mercy. Not sure if he'd have been strong enough, if he were in Shaun's shoes. ]
{Shaun wasn't strong enough in Shaun's shoes. It broke him
irrecoverably, and he's only holding it together so well because he wound
up here with a very much alive Georgia around. It keeps the voice at the
back of his mind silent, though it still tries to get a foothold every now
and again. And he's sure someday it will.]
Yeah. I mean, she sort of figured
it out pretty quick. I guess my poker face sucked when I saw her the first
time here. Besides, it's Georgia. If I tried to spare her from the truth,
she'd kick my ass into the next alternate universe.
Yeah. She's too clever for her own good, I figure she'd have put it together. [ And the Masons are good at communicating, unlike certain other families. ]
If it's OK for me to say: I'm sorry you had to go through that for months, but really glad that you guys get to be here together. That this place exists and can make that happen.
Did it feel good, getting the guy? I'd probably tear everything down if something happened to Allison. I [...] kind of did, back home.
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So not a surprise, and since it is Luther, he'll be honest too.]
Wait a week or so to make sure it isn't one of those temporary trips home. You know, be reasonable.
And then figure out the best place to start burning things to the ground until I find someone who can give me actual answers. I've got a short list already.
[Sure, Cape Canaveral is the main thought, given that's where they show up, but somehow he thinks Jeopardy might be the weak link in the Porter cities.]
And hey yourself, man. How's it going? That's not the "everything is awesome" sort of question.
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Allison's still here, but I'm still stuck on it. Just thinking, what if it'd been her. What if it is her, someday. What the fuck would I do.
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[And Georgia, if she ever leaves, goes home to die too. Except there is also a clone? But Shaun can't wrap his head around that one yet without his already fractured psyche shattering entirely.]
I ask myself that too. No good answer either. This place really fucks with your head that way. I feel like I should say something upbeat like carpe diem live for today, but that's total bullshit.
So instead, anything ever happens and you wanna fuck shit up, you have my axe.
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[ Rueful; an attempt at a joke. ]
I appreciate it, though.
Did I ever tell you -- or the others ever tell you -- that they all left? Back home. When we were kids. I was the only one in the house after that, for like twelve years.
[ Luther doesn't spell it out, but the implication's pretty clear: he's getting closer to reliving a personal nightmare. ]
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[But that next bit.]
You never did. That kind of sucks. And you stayed, huh? You're tougher than I am. George died, and I got the fuck away from Michael and Stacey fast as I could.
But Luther. Seriously. History doesn't have to repeat. I hope to hell the rest of your siblings don't get pulled with you still here. But you're not gonna get stuck alone in this place. For one thing, I'm way too annoying as a friend to let you have that much peace and quiet.
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[ Luther's had more peace and quiet than he can stand, and his heart twinges hard at that promise. There's no guarantee that Shaun won't disappear one day either, but it's still-- A relief. A safety net. It does manage to make him feel better, even if he can't find all the right words to talk about it.
But that next bit. ]
And wait. Sorry, shit, I didn't know this: George died? Does that mean you're from her future?
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[Shaun likes Luther too much to let him languish, after all.
But ah. That's right. He's never exactly admitted that one out loud before.]
Yeah, I'm from a few months ahead of George. And when I'm from, she's. Yeah. Dead. Murdered by some power hungry fuck who deliberately infected her with live KA to shut her up. I shot her myself, at the end, before she turned zombie. Killed the asshole responsible for taking her away from me too. One of them anyway, even if I know he wasn't working alone.
That's why I like this place. It's got George in it.
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[ They both like this place for what it's given them, the things they've been missing before, but no wonder Shaun's so attached. There's one particular detail that sticks in Luther's throat most, too, and it's the I shot her myself. Luther's honestly not sure if he'd have been able to do the same, even if it was a mercy. Not sure if he'd have been strong enough, if he were in Shaun's shoes. ]
I'm guessing you told her?
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{Shaun wasn't strong enough in Shaun's shoes. It broke him irrecoverably, and he's only holding it together so well because he wound up here with a very much alive Georgia around. It keeps the voice at the back of his mind silent, though it still tries to get a foothold every now and again. And he's sure someday it will.]
Yeah. I mean, she sort of figured it out pretty quick. I guess my poker face sucked when I saw her the first time here. Besides, it's Georgia. If I tried to spare her from the truth, she'd kick my ass into the next alternate universe.
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If it's OK for me to say: I'm sorry you had to go through that for months, but really glad that you guys get to be here together. That this place exists and can make that happen.
Did it feel good, getting the guy? I'd probably tear everything down if something happened to Allison. I [...] kind of did, back home.