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𝔈𝔡𝔡𝔦𝔢 𝔐𝔲𝔫𝔰𝔬𝔫 ([personal profile] satanicpanics) wrote in [community profile] singillppl 2024-04-21 06:06 am (UTC)

Eddie has been here for months now, and if there’s been any shift in the seasons, it’s entirely too subtle to note. Cold, extra cold, cold as balls, freeze-your-ass-off cold, and blizzard are the only things that really make up the typical Milton weather forecast. But sometimes you get something strange, like this sickly green fog. It’s not shocking anymore, but it does leave a pit of worry in his stomach as he wonders who else might be out there braving it alone.

But he’s gotten Steve out of it--he’s found Steve after months of being eaten alive by not knowing where he’d disappeared to or whether he was alive or dead. He opens his mouth to make a sarcastic comment about the weather—Show me your hand. Eddie looks more than a little taken aback by the request. His eyebrows knit together and he shoots Steve a look that’s almost comedically puzzled.

“Uh…yeah. Sure. Why not?”

With one more quick, baffled glance, he pulls off his gloves and presents both of his bare hands, palms up for Steve to see. Ten fingers, cheap nickel rings still adorning each one like absolutely nothing has changed and no time has passed. He shifts his gaze to Steve’s face and studies it carefully, like he’s trying to work out what he’s thinking.

“You okay…?,” he tries cautiously. “Last time I saw you, uh…you didn’t really remember me. Like our timelines were out of sync or something. Real Back to the Future shit. I’m guessing if you’re acting this confused, you probably don’t remember that.”

Between that whole fiasco and Max simply having no idea about what went down in the Upside Down, no one has actually managed to inform Eddie that he’s supposed to be dead. Typical; he’s always the last to know these things, but he’s guessing there’s something weird going on, and Steve needs to be informed once more about a few things.

“This is Canada, by the way—probably? No one actually knows for sure, but it’s always cold as shit and I’ve been here for eight months. I don’t know how I got here, I don’t know what year it is, and I don’t know what season we’re in. The acid fog isn’t typical, but, uh…there’s a town up the road if it ever rolls out again.”

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