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bestdadinamestrisThere was no good way of telling how long Hughes had been in the Nexus at this point. He'd be trying to catch a few z's on a couch next to his phone booth home when the sky would go from the dark of Midnight to sunset. He'd read and heard others talking about the strange goings on of the Nexus as if it had a mind of its own. Honestly? Hughes was pretty sure they were right.
He'd spent most of his time here trying to get his phone booth to open up. Any method of entrance that he could think of, he'd tried - tugging at the door in various manners, trying to pry it open, scratching at the glass with his push knives, attempting to break one of the windows to open it from the inside. Hell, he'd even looked for a lock to try and pick. The only thing he hadn't tried was firing at it with his standard issue firearm, which he had only a single clip for on his person.
All of it had been for nothing. With each passing hour, he was more and more sure he wasn't going home, that all of the threads he was trying to tie together would scatter to the winds. It only made him more determined to prove himself wrong, but the constant defeat hurt. Now, however, he had help. Now he had access to a whole new set of options that someone as normal as him could never dream of doing on his own. This was his chance, and he wasn't about to blow it.
Hughes looked over at Katsuya, who had followed him over from the large table of sweets the officer had provided to residents of the Nexus.
"So, where do we start?"
He'd spent most of his time here trying to get his phone booth to open up. Any method of entrance that he could think of, he'd tried - tugging at the door in various manners, trying to pry it open, scratching at the glass with his push knives, attempting to break one of the windows to open it from the inside. Hell, he'd even looked for a lock to try and pick. The only thing he hadn't tried was firing at it with his standard issue firearm, which he had only a single clip for on his person.
All of it had been for nothing. With each passing hour, he was more and more sure he wasn't going home, that all of the threads he was trying to tie together would scatter to the winds. It only made him more determined to prove himself wrong, but the constant defeat hurt. Now, however, he had help. Now he had access to a whole new set of options that someone as normal as him could never dream of doing on his own. This was his chance, and he wasn't about to blow it.
Hughes looked over at Katsuya, who had followed him over from the large table of sweets the officer had provided to residents of the Nexus.
"So, where do we start?"
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Date: August 15th, 2015 01:10 am (UTC)Katsuya's face splits into a wide grin. I mean, sure, there's a chance it will function as a phone and nothing else, but Katsuya's pretty sure if Hughes has a tangible target in mind, it'll work like Nexus portals are supposed to.
"And I wouldn't advise coming back without change. Just in case."
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Date: August 15th, 2015 01:31 am (UTC)"Come on, come on, come-- Gracia? Is that--" There's a large number of emotions that quickly wash over Hughes' face. Relief, happiness, a touch of panic, and then, finally, a contented calm. By all that could be considered holy it's good to hear his wife's voice again.
"Listen, honey, I'm sorry about all this. I'll explain more when I get home." Pause. Slightly guilty look, then a smile. "I promise, I'm coming home."
As he continues to listen to his wife, Hughes looks out at Katsuya once more. His smile widens and he gives a short nod. The time to know for sure where this will get him home is now. He cups his hand over the receiver and whispers, "Keep it safe for me, will you? Don't tell anyone else how to get in."
He quickly removes his hand again and begins giving Gracia even more assurances that he'll be home soon and that, maybe, he'd get home sooner if she would let him get off the phone. With one last nod to Katsuya, he pulls the door to the phone booth closed.
And promptly disappears before Katsuya's eyes.
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Date: August 15th, 2015 01:45 am (UTC)Katsuya folds his arms across his chest and smiles. It was good to have a family to go home to. He hopes that this isn't the last he's seen of Hughes.
All that's left to do is to salvage what Katsuya can of the defenses around the phone booth, check his handgun has the safety back on, and make his way back to the more populated corners of the Nexus.