"I give you the choice to come clean and you speak nothing but nonsense??? How. DARE you..."
She practically growls out, the aggression running thick in the air as she loses control of her temper. It is only then does she stop and realize.... Her tuning didn't detect any lies...
a month. A. Month. That's.... That's not possible!! She saw Sunday less than an hour ago?!!?? His song? His dance .. his... Fight...... Fight..... She fought him...... Could time be so warped that a difference in minutes in Penacony could be a month here?? This wasn't possible.. this man was lying he HAD TO BE. and yet she sensed no dishonesty from him...
She backed away slightly, baffled expression still apparent on her face. Slowly she began allowing her other eyes to close and stop amplifying her resonance.
"He... Has been here for a month?... That doesn't make sense... I saw him mere moments ago..."
the words echoed from his mouth into her mind a different world... she wracks her brain trying to make sense of this.. even scrounging up old lectures from her time at university in an attempt to make sense of it all. quantum-imaginary equation? No ... Herta sequence? Also no... Imaginary tree theory?? N-wait... That lined up dangerously well with what she knew of this place... She was in another world... But how? Had Sunday came with her and simply arrived at another point? Not totally impossible...... Was this even her Sunday at all? If their are infinite universes as imaginary tree theory suggests... Then logic says that their must be infinite Sundays. As much as she is in love with the idea of a infinite amount of her brother this possibility seems to unlock an emotion she had beat out of her long ago... Robin is scared
"Ca-can.. can you describe my brother please... If what your saying is true ... Then I fear I may have just confirmed decades of scientific theory by accident..."
She's flashing between emotions of confusion to anger to disbelief and more all far more rapidly than she can hope to process them... She feels light headed... She wants to pass out.
She wins her sudden fight with gravity just barely as she takes a few steps back and leans against the mirror. A shocked expression of disbelief still rests on her face..
He lives another day
She practically growls out, the aggression running thick in the air as she loses control of her temper. It is only then does she stop and realize.... Her tuning didn't detect any lies...
a month. A. Month. That's.... That's not possible!! She saw Sunday less than an hour ago?!!?? His song? His dance .. his... Fight...... Fight..... She fought him...... Could time be so warped that a difference in minutes in Penacony could be a month here?? This wasn't possible.. this man was lying he HAD TO BE. and yet she sensed no dishonesty from him...
She backed away slightly, baffled expression still apparent on her face. Slowly she began allowing her other eyes to close and stop amplifying her resonance.
"He... Has been here for a month?... That doesn't make sense... I saw him mere moments ago..."
the words echoed from his mouth into her mind a different world... she wracks her brain trying to make sense of this.. even scrounging up old lectures from her time at university in an attempt to make sense of it all. quantum-imaginary equation? No ... Herta sequence? Also no... Imaginary tree theory?? N-wait... That lined up dangerously well with what she knew of this place... She was in another world... But how? Had Sunday came with her and simply arrived at another point? Not totally impossible...... Was this even her Sunday at all? If their are infinite universes as imaginary tree theory suggests... Then logic says that their must be infinite Sundays.
As much as she is in love with the idea of a infinite amount of her brother this possibility seems to unlock an emotion she had beat out of her long ago... Robin is scared
"Ca-can.. can you describe my brother please... If what your saying is true ... Then I fear I may have just confirmed decades of scientific theory by accident..."
She's flashing between emotions of confusion to anger to disbelief and more all far more rapidly than she can hope to process them... She feels light headed... She wants to pass out.
She wins her sudden fight with gravity just barely as she takes a few steps back and leans against the mirror. A shocked expression of disbelief still rests on her face..