[ It wasn't a place he had thought about in a long time, perhaps because he actually didn't remember it ever existing. Now though, with spurs clicking in time with the confident strides over cracked pavement, it seemed absurd that he ever forgot. The streets were familiar, mapped out in near perfection in his mind from walking them over a number of months, sometimes running to or from something. Usually from. This wasn't a safe place, even for a GRU officer.
His hand fell to his side, then. Fingers sliding over the handle of his revolver in some Freudian gesture of a search for security. Twelve bullets. He could do a lot with twelve bullets.
For now, he'd allow himself to succumb to Maslow's staircase of needs — shelter, food, water. Security. Maybe he could even find out if he was alone in this godforsaken place, or if any of the other poor unfortunate souls had found themselves back here again. Maybe John, if he was lucky. Maybe EVA, if he was unlucky. Even the Fear would be preferable to no one. As for the people he'd met here, both during his first confusing tour and the second that had been so vastly different... well, he didn't remember most of them. Couldn't drag up their names or faces even if he tried, more for a lack of interest than an ailing memory.
Of course... there was always Reno. That would be something else entirely. ]
reno~ also excuse me while I tl;dr the hell out of the setting
His hand fell to his side, then. Fingers sliding over the handle of his revolver in some Freudian gesture of a search for security. Twelve bullets. He could do a lot with twelve bullets.
For now, he'd allow himself to succumb to Maslow's staircase of needs — shelter, food, water. Security. Maybe he could even find out if he was alone in this godforsaken place, or if any of the other poor unfortunate souls had found themselves back here again. Maybe John, if he was lucky. Maybe EVA, if he was unlucky. Even the Fear would be preferable to no one. As for the people he'd met here, both during his first confusing tour and the second that had been so vastly different... well, he didn't remember most of them. Couldn't drag up their names or faces even if he tried, more for a lack of interest than an ailing memory.
Of course... there was always Reno. That would be something else entirely. ]