[He could still feel the sweat on his brow, ready to push the button that would dismember his own head to send away to another time, another place. He had lowered the Sendificator as surely as he could manage, shutting his eyes as the edge of the device obscured his robot companion and readying himself--
But apparently decapitation isn't the best way to transport oneself through time. Who would have thought it.
Dirk is out of the shuttle like a whippet from a box, seeming to move across the room within the blink of an eye. There's no frantic theatrics, or even gaping surprise, from this young man-- only a startled burst of speed from so many people suddenly being so close. Still, he appears seemingly indifferent as he turns to look over the hazy cityscape, eyes squinting into the distance behind his shades. With a slight knit of his brow, he simply turns his attention towards the sensor on his arm, tapping it curiously and activating the omni-tool.
Well. That's new.
He remains still, either unaware or uncaring he might be in the way, deftly examining the new tech.]
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But apparently decapitation isn't the best way to transport oneself through time. Who would have thought it.
Dirk is out of the shuttle like a whippet from a box, seeming to move across the room within the blink of an eye. There's no frantic theatrics, or even gaping surprise, from this young man-- only a startled burst of speed from so many people suddenly being so close. Still, he appears seemingly indifferent as he turns to look over the hazy cityscape, eyes squinting into the distance behind his shades. With a slight knit of his brow, he simply turns his attention towards the sensor on his arm, tapping it curiously and activating the omni-tool.
Well. That's new.
He remains still, either unaware or uncaring he might be in the way, deftly examining the new tech.]