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and my combo is broken

WHO: Jomy and Blue
WHERE: Some hideous rickety apartment somewhere as found by pigeon hobos
WHEN: GOD LIKE...weeks ago i'll never get cr done on time
WARNINGS: sparkles and blue mice
SUMMARY: mu talk bout sumptin
FORMAT: No

There was too much. Too much to explain, ask, understand, learn...Too much at once. From the moment that Jomy had arrived, things began rushing forward so fast that Blue found himself without footing or bearing, all the while trying to keep hold and find something to anchor him. The notion of Soldier was what ended up driving him, as it always did. The Soldier takes care of the Mu, and they were here now. He had to see to their safety.

Yet Jonah Matsuka sits with the man who wants our kind eradicated, he reminded himself grimly. So partial to hope, Blue was feeling that sinking notion of doubt and despair. He had to push it aside, all of it. He was not the only Mu in the room.

The lamp only managed to light half of the dingy room they'd found vacant. It wasn't the first time he'd tresspassed in this City, but it was the first time he'd done so alone; he faintly wished Claude was there to make light of things. As it was, though, he wasn't, and it was just the pair of them. Or three--the small, quivering animal on Jomy's shoulder was just as lost. He had to be of aid, somehow, yet somehow the silence still stretched out until it was all but suffocating him, demanding a break.

"Jomy," he started, already unable to think of what to say next. He hesitated, drifting across the room to sit down. "There's a lot to discuss."

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Jomy seemed distracted, lost in his thoughts. Eyes raised momentarily to look at Blue and nod softly.

"There is." But he didn't continue. Everything he thought of telling Blue once--if--he woke up again... and nothing would come up. Nothing seemed relevant anymore.

Jomy, too, moved over to take a seat. Rain jumped from his shoulder and onto the table, sitting down neatly with its tail curled around its legs.

"I'll answer what I can," he assured, sincere in his effort to aid. "Though...there is still much I myself don't fully understand. Regardless. There's much you probably wish to ask." Blue's head lowered just slightly, his expression mild, receptive.

Jomy's eyes returned to Blue for a moment, then he exhaled. There were a lot of questions, but the turmoil was so intricate it became difficult to know which one to begin with.

He finally began. "... Who are all these people?"

These people. Blue closed his eyes a moment, drawing breath and collecting his thoughts. "There are two sorts," he said at length, turning his head to look at Jomy as he spoke. "Those that were born here and those that were brought. The humans all around us...this is their world. We are aliens here. We and all those that hold one of these." Blue tilted the communicator in his hand, glancing briefly down at it. "There are hundreds, I'm told. Humans and non-humans...they've been brought here just as you and I were, but the reasons told are unclear."

Silence. It was in accordance to what those he had previously communicated with told him.

"By the machine."

"Yes." Blue knew full well what machine meant. "But it's not the same...This machine, here. It's only authority seems to be in our placement here. The humans that were born here are not touched by its purposes." He paused, lifting his head and listening. "You can tell, can't you? The strength of the minds and hearts here. They're untouched. Free."

He seemed slightly hesitant. Grasping a variant of the concepts he'd grow to learn was strange, he found. It was no surprise, given the circumstances.

"... Yes." He paused. Rain lowered its head in Blue's direction. "... How long have they been here? Those that don't belong..."

Blue tilted his hand down to Rain, letting the mouse sniff his fingers. He shook his head in reply to Jomy, glancing back up at him. "I couldn't say. There's...I know for certain there's been at least a year's worth of this kind of activity, but beyond that..."

Jomy let Blue finish; his frown deepened. It was time to switch topics.

"And..." Eyes averted, unsure of how comfortable either of them would be with the question. The uncertainty of the entire situation revealed just how young he still was--how inexperienced the successor was in the face of a situation so extreme. "You...?"

And him? Blue swallowed, sending his gaze back down to Rain. "It's been months...The time's blended with all that's happened, but..." He nodded. "Months. I've been told time outside of this world...stands still for the people that were sent here. I don't fully understand how...or if it's true, but..."

A nod. His gaze lowered; his mind displayed more uncertainty. A certain level of concern - fear? - of what he would get for an answer.

"... What do you remember?"

Such a simple question with such a complex answer. It was hard to know where to start, and the conversation lapsed back into silence as Blue worked to sort it all out in his mind. When he spoke, it was careful, working it out as he went, trying to put it all together.

"When I arrived here...It was a hundred years since we escaped Ganymede. One moment I was on the Shangri-La with Harley and Zel, and the next..." The Porter room came to mind, a memory they could both share. But that wasn't where the question of memories ended.

"As I wandered, lost...There were people who saw me and knew me, but...I did not know them. They welcomed me, recalled my face fondly..." He shook his head. "But I have never been to such a place before. Only after weeks of searching, listening did I begin to understand..."

Blue paused, drawing breath. "That I will be here again in my future. That was the Soldier Blue known here. The one that...knows you. The one that left his memories in the hearts of the people here he cared about. They let me see those important things, and that is how I knew who you were without...truly knowing you."

It took him a while to answer. It wasn't as much a question of wrapping his head around this information as it was giving it due time to sink in. What Blue said wasn't entirely new, but close. It had the same effect.

"... I see."

They sat in that silence for a time. There was really nothing Blue could have done to soften the truth--doing so would've been disrespectful. Knowledge was the only foothold they had here, and it wasn't even that much. He lifted his gaze up and back over to Jomy, gauging and scrutinizing.

"The others," he said at length. Despite his misgivings, he had to know. "You and the others in my future...are they safe?"

Jomy nodded. Things were hopeful, despite the conflict of opinions between the younger ones and the elders. There was a bright future ahead of them, they had found that which could become their new home... but Jomy couldn't bring himself to smile for it, not here. He had hoped that Blue would have been able to see it for himself, one day, in very different circumstances...

"Yes." His gaze finally lifted to meet Blue's. "A lot has happened." There were occasional pauses as he spoke. "It's been twelve years since we had to leave Ataraxia, in my time. The others--the elders--they helped me be a better Soldier." Rain laid down and curled its tail around itself, finally giving in to exhaustion. "I tried to reach out to humans... those who were in space. I hoped it would help create a path to understanding one another." But it didn't. Instead, they were found and attacked. "We had to keep hiding."

A long moment of silence. "We found a planet, abandoned by humans. Physis... she saw a future for us there. She named it Nazca."

For all the familiar faces that flickered into mind (Elders now, huh...), there were so many unknown. His people, though, and that's what mattered. It was better that way, wasn't it? In that time, there would be more. Safe, together, building something...

Relief was cut short and replaced by a sudden alertness as the name Physis was dropped. Blue's eyes refocused in a sharp, intent stare while the notion of that name left a strange echo in him. "She," he echoed. He'd seen glimpses of an important she. It sounded the same. "Who is she?"

Jomy's eyes quickly lifted to look back at Blue, incapable of hiding his surprise. A moment passed in silence. From everything that happened, the bond that Physis and Blue shared was one of the few things Jomy had been genuinely sure of. They had been the first sight and the first sign he'd witnessed that testified the existence of Mu. That dream in his childhood, where Physis told Blue of the planet Terra once again, had been the prelude to everything that came to be. When Blue became unreachable to his people, she had been their guiding voice. A gentle, discreet and invaluable presence.

This was the first time he realized Blue had never met her. One more harsh realization of what this universe had done... Rather, what it had undone.

"... Our fortune teller." He paused. "She's very dear to us." To you, he thought. "She's been with the Mu for a long time... Much longer than I have."

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