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I'm getting really tired of not being able to find a goddamn kitchen, but I found a swimming pool that seems relatively harmless. So that's...a thing we have, I guess. In the vein of Betty's post, should we start trying to at least keep track of what rooms are here, even if they move around too much to map them?
I'm getting really tired of not being able to find a goddamn kitchen, but I found a swimming pool that seems relatively harmless. So that's...a thing we have, I guess. In the vein of Betty's post, should we start trying to at least keep track of what rooms are here, even if they move around too much to map them?
He nearly falls in when he first enters the room because there isn't much of a ledge between the door and a swimming pool bigger than one he's ever seen in person. Derek pauses looking across the huge room, though, considering. He's been in this God forsaken house for what feels like forever already and he's been sticking close to Cleo until today, now that she won't be alone if he wanders a little. He'd volunteered to look for more food to have a good reason to explore a little. Derek's always been the type that's only comfortable — or even marginally so — if he knows his surroundings.
More importantly, in his opinion, he hasn't been able to go for a run or lift weights or really do anything more than some pull-ups on a doorframe — until one broke on him and then he'd decided that maybe he better not — and then push-ups, which can only do so much for him. The lack of activity makes him bored and settles like laziness in his bones. So the idea of some exercise, even if it's just a swim, is appealing.
Derek sheds his socks and dress shoes, since that's all he's got, along with the jeans and plain white t-shirt he'd taken from that kid's collection, pushing them away from the door with the hopes of keeping them as dry as possible, and he dives in.
What's the worst thing that could happen?
More importantly, in his opinion, he hasn't been able to go for a run or lift weights or really do anything more than some pull-ups on a doorframe — until one broke on him and then he'd decided that maybe he better not — and then push-ups, which can only do so much for him. The lack of activity makes him bored and settles like laziness in his bones. So the idea of some exercise, even if it's just a swim, is appealing.
Derek sheds his socks and dress shoes, since that's all he's got, along with the jeans and plain white t-shirt he'd taken from that kid's collection, pushing them away from the door with the hopes of keeping them as dry as possible, and he dives in.
What's the worst thing that could happen?
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Lydia. I found myself here not too long ago.
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Lydia? [ He sounds hopeful at that. Cleo has a familiar face and so do those other men. Lydia Martin wouldn't have been Derek's first choice, but he'll take it. She could be really useful here, actually, come to think of it. With that scream of hers, and all. ] Lydia Martin? It's Derek.
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Lydia Deetz. [Sorry to disappoint.] I'm from Connecticut now. Hello, Derek.
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[ Sorry his disappointment is probably pretty apparent in his tone. ]
Oh. I'm from California. I woke up with someone from Australia.
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[It's okay. She understands.]
That's a big distance difference. I was starting to wonder if we were trapped in the back woods of Connecticut or something but now you have me thinking otherwise.
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[ He's hoping that the claw marks he left in his wake on the wall to his left will help him find his way back to where he left his...pack. Group? Whatever. People. His people in this place. He supposes that's a pack if he thinks of the term loosely like McCall always has. ]
Yeah, tell me about it. And she was in Australia because she asked if I thought we were still in Melbourne, so she just sort of assumed I was in Australia, too, just like I assumed she'd been in America when she'd gotten snatched. I don't know where they're from, but those of us here are from all over, it seems like.
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So we can't rule out anywhere. Not with that logic. We could literally be anywhere.
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Pretty much, yeah.
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[ his voice trails off suggestively and he sighs. ]
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I'm Diego. Who are you? And what icon thing?
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Derek. Are you new? Or just haven't done any of the check-in stuff, yet? We have icons so we can see who we're talking to, but yours is just black. I wonder if there's a timer on it, because when I first got here, everyone's was black and then one day, there were pictures. I hate this smartphone bullshit, though, so I didn't look into it a whole lot.
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I don't even know what this is. I'm looking for my family. We were all together and then I wake up here in some bullshit suit without any of them. If this is some Commision shit, I hope they're ready for things to get real. I'm coming for my family.
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[ That must be nice, having family, Derek thinks but forces out of his mind as immediately as it cropped up. ]
I don't know Commission is, but we all woke up in bullshit clothes with strangers, from the sounds of it. I did anyway. If they checked in, I could look back and see if they're here, if you want to throw some names out, man. I'd probably feel the same way.
[ If he had any family left to come for, anyway. ]
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[ He doesn't trust this thing. He doesn't trust anything about this place, but if this guy is a captive just like he is, then he's going to have to give him some information.]
Allison, Luther, Klaus, Ben, Vanya. We're Hargreeves.
[ Might mean something to him, might not. The point is, it hadn't meant much to Diego in over a decade until a week ago. ]
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There were a Ben Hargreeves and a Klaus Hargreeves on the check-in post. None of the other names ring a bell, though.
[ He feels bad that he can't just confirm or deny the whole lot for him, but it is what it is. ]
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What are the chances some of those people who didn't check in made it out?
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[ But then again, not everyone was a vigilante who had been raised since he was a kid to find solutions to just these kind of problems.]
When I find a way out, I'll be sure to let everyone know.
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Yeah, okay. Trust me, we'd appreciate it, if you think you actually can.
Just be sure not to bother wasting your time on brute force or picking locks. Doesn't work, we've been trying that. You'll have to find another way. Every time we manage to bust through a door, there's suddenly a brick wall on the other side that wasn't there before. At least, that's been my experience and I've heard I'm not the only one.
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[ He's never heard of anything like it and it's not as if he's had the most normal upbringing. He thought he'd seen everything when they'd faced down serial killers as teens.
If he can't force his way out, that leaves him with very limited options.]
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