[ with the staggered timing in their arrivals at the building, fidelio had missed anders and shadowheart entirely. he'd only had the vaguest understanding of what he was actually supposed to be evacuating these people from in the first place, and had just assumed it would be the clown itself, or some other local under its influence that he'd barely ever heard of.
so the sight of the two of them here, covered in blood and visibly disoriented, throws him for a loop. he'd been perfectly lucid since before he ever set foot in this building, and it hadn't even occurred to him that their own roles in this might have ended up so different to his, that they were who he'd been trying to save these people from. ]
What the hell happened to you two?!
[ but then the sirens are wailing and anders is following suit and there's no time for any explanation before the fuzz are here pulling their guns on all three of them and the innocent bystanders alike. fidelio hurriedly shuffles eupha and taair behind him before they fire — not that he thinks these versions of them really matter, still, but it's an instinct he'll apparently never be able to let go of — for all the good that does.
he feels like he must have fucked up somewhere big along the way for things to end like this. but he always feels like that. ]
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so the sight of the two of them here, covered in blood and visibly disoriented, throws him for a loop. he'd been perfectly lucid since before he ever set foot in this building, and it hadn't even occurred to him that their own roles in this might have ended up so different to his, that they were who he'd been trying to save these people from. ]
What the hell happened to you two?!
[ but then the sirens are wailing and anders is following suit and there's no time for any explanation before the fuzz are here pulling their guns on all three of them and the innocent bystanders alike. fidelio hurriedly shuffles eupha and taair behind him before they fire — not that he thinks these versions of them really matter, still, but it's an instinct he'll apparently never be able to let go of — for all the good that does.
he feels like he must have fucked up somewhere big along the way for things to end like this. but he always feels like that. ]