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When the fabric of reality warps leaving the Nexus behind with a tiny barely audible Bip! and reasserts itself into something recognizable once more Viatorus Durant will find that they're in--actually a really ordinary looking apartment, all things considered. By the warnings Jim gave you'd think there's be beds on the ceiling and other weird things but aside from several computer terminals built into the walls of the apartment and everything feeling ever so slightly off the design of the living room they're standing in could be hyper-modern for his time.
"Alright, pardon the mess. I couldn't just PINpoint us anywhere interesting in case someone saw. This is my place." Oddly, what Jim would consider to be clutter rally looks out of place compared to the rest of the apartment. A few very old looking tomes scattered about the coffee table. A few sprigs of some sort of dried flower still sitting next to a mortar and pestle on a sidetable next to the couch. Another dried flower torn apart and scattered all over the floor, probably by the very content cat lounging on one end of the couch.
Rather than bother with a tour of his home, Jim turns a conspiratorial grin to Viatorus' way and by proxy Lyall's as well but he's been urged not to pay the other man too much attention so Jim keeps his focus on the mage.
"You ready?"
"Alright, pardon the mess. I couldn't just PINpoint us anywhere interesting in case someone saw. This is my place." Oddly, what Jim would consider to be clutter rally looks out of place compared to the rest of the apartment. A few very old looking tomes scattered about the coffee table. A few sprigs of some sort of dried flower still sitting next to a mortar and pestle on a sidetable next to the couch. Another dried flower torn apart and scattered all over the floor, probably by the very content cat lounging on one end of the couch.
Rather than bother with a tour of his home, Jim turns a conspiratorial grin to Viatorus' way and by proxy Lyall's as well but he's been urged not to pay the other man too much attention so Jim keeps his focus on the mage.
"You ready?"
