forum Time After Time (One on One) {OPEN}

Started June 10, 2019 by @CWPoofToxicRush

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"Wait, seriously?" He asked looking up.

She nodded. "I mean, she's dead now…but she was my grandma. Really good musician, though." She said, looking back at him and nodding.

"Odd… I was not related to Klaus Fighter, so there goes my connection." He said, scratching his head.

“You both look a lot alike, though. And no offense to either, but your personalities are both similar.” She noted.

"Yeah, I guess." He muttered. "I mean, I did lowkey idolize him growing up."

“Weird.” She frowned. “It’s almost like reincarnates.”

"Huh?" He asked, brain blanking on the word.

“Like, Trixie and Klaus were reincarnated.” She explained slowly to him, leaning farther over his shoulder.

"Okay, so working on that assumption…" He said. "This still makes no fucking sense."

“I know it doesn’t. It’s a theory.” She said, sighing. “It’s not like we can go up and ask.”

"No, but we can find out how these people died. They were musicians, right? They had a following, we can probably find 'em online." He said.

“That’ll help how?” Lulu asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Think, if we're working on the theory of reincarnation here, and if they might have had a hand in their deaths, they's want them gone for good, wouldn't they?" He said, opening his phone and typing in a name. "Look, Johnny Truce, the first name on the page. He died of a drug overdose, shocking his bandmates, because despite how he tended to act, he was terrified of drugs since he watched his father overdose as a child!"

Lulu nodded. “That doesn’t make sense. How would they make him overdose voluntarily, though? Think.”

"Maybe it wasn't voluntary." He said. "Ya know, they never did an autopsy, and there is very few info from the police besides the cause of death?"

“That’s ridiculous. Bull.” Lulu argued, sighing.

"No, really, look!" He said, showing her the article.

"No autopsy? For some of the most famous musical figures of the time? Yeah, right," Lulu scoffed, but reading the article anyway.

"Exactly! It's fishy!"

"So…there's a government agency that reincarnates musicians?" She raised an eyebrow and peered at him, dark brown eyes skeptic. "What were they doing to Kathleen, then?"

"I… have no idea." He admitted.

"We could ask her," She considered, tilting her head. "Unless she's touchy about those subjects."

"Honestly not sure." He admitted. "She's usually pretty open about personal stuff."

"Okay. Then ask her. What were they doing?" She asked, looking to him. "If they wanted to interrogate her, it doesn't explain why they put duct tape over her mouth of all things."

"I'll ask later, she's still a bit shaken up." He said, nodding.

"Okay. Fine." Lulu agreed, sighing and glancing down before looking back up at him. "About me back there. You want the long or short story?"

"Long, I guess." He said, shrugging.

"Alright." She shifted a little bit before continuing. "I didn't used to be angry. Ask my mom, I was actually really shy and anxious. Didn't speak much. Hell, I went to a therapist for it. It wasn't an office, though, it was a emotional sciences laboratory as well as a therapy office. Sucky choice, I know."

"Dang… what happened there? Therapy just back fired?" He asked, playing with his fingers.

She shook her head, glancing to his fingers before moving her eyes back to look at his. "They were experimenting on some way to turn emotions into a physical force, like I did. The testing room for it wasn't that far away from the office I went to, so I walked by it a lot on my way there. So did my mom, and the therapist, and a ton of other normal people. But then it gets really marvel-esque. Bruce Banner, almost."