Liam Kincaid (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
firstofitskind) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
fandomtownies2019-07-25 07:05 am
firstofitskind) wrote in fandomtownies2019-07-25 07:05 am
Entry tags:
Atlas Gym, Thursday Morning
A trip to the gym on Thursday was hardly unusual.
What was unusual was the short detour into another universe, thanks to a sloth that had popped up from underneath a geranium, of all things.
The sloth, of course, had apologized profusely, he'd mistaken Liam for someone else, there was another rift so he could go right back home, you see? Only the Liam who stepped back out wasn't exactly the same as the Liam who'd stepped in.
Still gonna go to the gym, though. If only to stare in consternation at the fencing equipment and wonder why there wasn't anything his size here.
[ooc: Like I'm gonna pass up literally any opportunity to play 'chronological age matches mental age' Liam', pfft. Open.]
What was unusual was the short detour into another universe, thanks to a sloth that had popped up from underneath a geranium, of all things.
The sloth, of course, had apologized profusely, he'd mistaken Liam for someone else, there was another rift so he could go right back home, you see? Only the Liam who stepped back out wasn't exactly the same as the Liam who'd stepped in.
Still gonna go to the gym, though. If only to stare in consternation at the fencing equipment and wonder why there wasn't anything his size here.
[ooc: Like I'm gonna pass up literally any opportunity to play 'chronological age matches mental age' Liam', pfft. Open.]