(ooc: omg - please enjoy! i'm sure it's an entirely new experience in many ways with everything we've learned.)
[Exarch the second - busy detangling himself from the plantlife - freezes at the sound of his name. It is that as much as the odd familiarity of that voice that causes his attention to shift from the brambles to the world around him, and suddenly it hits him that it's night. From the branch that has laid claim to his sleeve, he is fairly certain he is in the Lakelands on the First, but it's dark. There are stars overhead. It's --
has he slipped through time again? Though worlds?]
Who -
[He moves enough to see around the tree and loses all ability to speak for several solid moments, eyes widening as he beholds, well... himself. He tries to cover his shock - and the growing pit of dread in his stomach over how badly he messed up this time - by jerking his sleeve free at last and stumbling a step or two out of the brush.]
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[Exarch the second - busy detangling himself from the plantlife - freezes at the sound of his name. It is that as much as the odd familiarity of that voice that causes his attention to shift from the brambles to the world around him, and suddenly it hits him that it's night. From the branch that has laid claim to his sleeve, he is fairly certain he is in the Lakelands on the First, but it's dark. There are stars overhead. It's --
has he slipped through time again? Though worlds?]
Who -
[He moves enough to see around the tree and loses all ability to speak for several solid moments, eyes widening as he beholds, well... himself. He tries to cover his shock - and the growing pit of dread in his stomach over how badly he messed up this time - by jerking his sleeve free at last and stumbling a step or two out of the brush.]