Geoffrey Tennant

[visitation]

GEOFFREY TENNANT。
"A theatre is an empty space and as per the four-hundred-year-old stage direction, we begin with a "tempestuous noise of thunder and lightning". It is a storm of color and sound-- A dense, unnatural storm. And we see it in glimpses, and flashes, as Miranda would have seen it. We see fragments of the horror, and our minds provide the details. The lights churn and swell like the sea--Ah nuts."	NEW READ JOURNAL CREDIT

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[kickem]

[Ray's only half listening to the one sided conversation as he shuffles out of the room and into the open plan of the apartment. There's only a few places his keys could be- who was he kidding? They could be anywhere- but he's got a general idea and starts the search.

Kitchen, lounge, coat pockets, they're all valid places to check, but he's barely even paying attention to the search as his mind drifts to other things.

Other things like the fact he's got a amnesiac guy in his apartment who looks just like Fraser but can't remember if he's even called that. And then there's the guy on the phone that he just spoke to who sounded exactly like Fraser, was at the consulate where he should be, and could easily answer Fraser-only questions without hesitation. It made little sense, and Ray's not sure he can wrap his head around it, but he needs to see for himself if this phone Fraser is some sort of imposter or...]

Uh. Not leave you, nah. I was uh. We need to go out. I know you dun wanna go out but we need to. I gotta go to the Canadian place and you should probably come with.

[He doesn't turn around at first, still fumbling through the papers and old take-out boxes on his coffee table until he locates his car keys sat under a week old newspaper. The phone is ignored, because it really can't be that important, not at this hour of the morning.]

It's uh. It'll be revealin', I swear.

[visitation]

[ Geoffrey doesn't know where Ray left his keys, despite being right there when he did it, but that's alright, his mind is elsewhere, thinking about the familiar voice on the phone as he heads into the other room to join him.

Ray isn't looking at him. Like. Determinedly not looking at him. It's weird, so Geoffrey fumbles up close behind him, looking over his shoulder as the phone keeps ringing. It's probably the guy on the phone ringing back. Not that him ringing back makes any sense if they're 'going to the Canadian place', right? Not much of this makes a lot of sense though, so it's probably best just to ride it out. Like a bad production. ]

I'm not sure I can handle revealing more than I already have--unless you'd like to take something off, in which case I can get behind that.

[ Stripping in the park, after all. They could go streaking again. There's still some moonlight left before the sun rises. ]

Or in front of it, actually. Whatever you like best.

[ He touches Ray's elbow. ]

Hey. Do I get to know what has you so shaken up? I think I have a right to know, don't you?