There were more of them now. They'd discovered that almost as soon as they'd been teleported to England. There were four more 'culprits' and four more characters. Of the four 'culprits', there were all sorts of ethnic backgrounds. There was Hanien, a girl from Dubai. There was a Scot named Fiona, Joanne's friend apparently. There was a Filipino girl who went by the name of Kriss - sometimes Krisscross - and Giovanna from Brazil. Hanien had brought with her Thomas LeFroy, Fiona had brought Dr. Nicholas Garrigan, with Giovanna was Robbie and Kriss had been accompanied by Max Campion - wait, Johnny Martin. Yeah, Johnny.
They had resurfaced somewhere anonymous with absolutely no landmarks to speak of, which was where they'd found what they'd named 'The Second Wave'. They'd been sitting vacantly on the ground in pairs, the pairs leaning against each other, nobody saying anything. It took a while to determine the identity of Johnny but this was mostly due to the confusion over whether his Realised form would take the shape of his true form or of the supposed persona of Max. They were sat on a rolling hill in the middle of what they'd been informed within their head was English countryside.
They had originally decided - at Brian's suggestion - to walk and walk and eventually they'd have to be directed where they were going by the Head Voice. They'd walked in relative oppression, but conversation had been present. It just wasn't the rowdy larks that had been had in the Meeting Place.
"Do you think you'll ever try University Challenge again?" Joanne asked Brian, to which he replied, "I doubt they'd let me."
"What's your favourite dish to make?" Tara asked Joe, to which he replied, "Vegetables. I hate cutting the heads off things."
"Are the clothes okay?" Jan asked Mr. Tumnus, to which he replied, "My backside is burning up like the fires of Hades. But other than that I'm great."
"Can you show me how to bend bullets?" Eliphia asked Wesley, to which he replied, "Considering I myself am fictional here, I'm sure that ability is just as unreal."
Then they'd come across the eight subdued figures.
"Hello?" Mr. Tumnus called, "Who have we here?"
"Four characters, all male. Four culprits, all female," Nicholas returned, "You?"
"Four in turn of each of the same."
"What?"
"Four characters, four culprits. Same gender split."
"Fifi?!" Joanne cried.
"Jo?" a cute, short girl replied, "You too, huh?"
"Yup. Okay I can see you're with Nicholas Garrigan. Who's that behind you?"
"Is it Robbie?" Jan squinted.
"No it's Tom!" Eliphia decided.
"Oh, yeah," Jan pointed to the other side of the path, "There's Robbie!"
"And that would be Max - I mean Johnny - do I?" Tara concluded.
"Yeah, the name's Johnny," he curled his accent around the words.
The First joined the Second on the hill for an anxious catch-up. Now they were on their way to ...
Bristol
They had resurfaced somewhere anonymous with absolutely no landmarks to speak of, which was where they'd found what they'd named 'The Second Wave'. They'd been sitting vacantly on the ground in pairs, the pairs leaning against each other, nobody saying anything. It took a while to determine the identity of Johnny but this was mostly due to the confusion over whether his Realised form would take the shape of his true form or of the supposed persona of Max. They were sat on a rolling hill in the middle of what they'd been informed within their head was English countryside.
They had originally decided - at Brian's suggestion - to walk and walk and eventually they'd have to be directed where they were going by the Head Voice. They'd walked in relative oppression, but conversation had been present. It just wasn't the rowdy larks that had been had in the Meeting Place.
"Do you think you'll ever try University Challenge again?" Joanne asked Brian, to which he replied, "I doubt they'd let me."
"What's your favourite dish to make?" Tara asked Joe, to which he replied, "Vegetables. I hate cutting the heads off things."
"Are the clothes okay?" Jan asked Mr. Tumnus, to which he replied, "My backside is burning up like the fires of Hades. But other than that I'm great."
"Can you show me how to bend bullets?" Eliphia asked Wesley, to which he replied, "Considering I myself am fictional here, I'm sure that ability is just as unreal."
Then they'd come across the eight subdued figures.
"Hello?" Mr. Tumnus called, "Who have we here?"
"Four characters, all male. Four culprits, all female," Nicholas returned, "You?"
"Four in turn of each of the same."
"What?"
"Four characters, four culprits. Same gender split."
"Fifi?!" Joanne cried.
"Jo?" a cute, short girl replied, "You too, huh?"
"Yup. Okay I can see you're with Nicholas Garrigan. Who's that behind you?"
"Is it Robbie?" Jan squinted.
"No it's Tom!" Eliphia decided.
"Oh, yeah," Jan pointed to the other side of the path, "There's Robbie!"
"And that would be Max - I mean Johnny - do I?" Tara concluded.
"Yeah, the name's Johnny," he curled his accent around the words.
The First joined the Second on the hill for an anxious catch-up. Now they were on their way to ...
Bristol
