[ It is always war, isn't it. Erik doesn't look especially bothered, but there's a trace of tension at the corner of his lips. He just nods, but looks a little more confused when John mentions that name. ]
I don't think I've ever heard that name. It's possible that there's some good distance between your point in time and mine.
[ Or that John is from a different reality. Then again, Erik might be a little rusty in terms of history. Could just be that he doesn't remember all the names. ]
[Distance between time. John lets out a breath, somewhat disappointed at the idea of it, but --]
It is possible. More than possible, if we are both honest with ourselves.
[But disappointing. It is so frustrating, all of these people from such different lands, not recognizing anything of what he is talking about in the least, with their magic and how different -- everything about them seems to be. He had hoped...
As a last-ditch effort, he tries:] It was last -- the year of 1778, when I was taken to this place, though in truth I do not know whether it will be when I return or not. [He meets the other man's gaze, raising his eyebrows in a silent question. Is it anywhere close...?]
[ Erik takes a drink from his glass, and offers a sympathetic smile to John. ]
1983, for me.
[ So yes, definitely a good distance apart between the both of them. ]
A lot of the people that I've met here are from farther ahead than myself, but only by half a century, at most. It's not the same, I know, but I understand your frustration.
[ It can be isolating, sometimes. Erik tries to take comfort in the fact that many of the people here are at least familiar with Earth. A little more difficult when the word 'mutant' is so unfamiliar even to those from the 21st century. ]
And there are those from entirely different worlds. I've come to learn that it's easier to try to find a different sort of common ground, rather than just the point in time or world we come from.
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I don't think I've ever heard that name. It's possible that there's some good distance between your point in time and mine.
[ Or that John is from a different reality. Then again, Erik might be a little rusty in terms of history. Could just be that he doesn't remember all the names. ]
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It is possible. More than possible, if we are both honest with ourselves.
[But disappointing. It is so frustrating, all of these people from such different lands, not recognizing anything of what he is talking about in the least, with their magic and how different -- everything about them seems to be. He had hoped...
As a last-ditch effort, he tries:] It was last -- the year of 1778, when I was taken to this place, though in truth I do not know whether it will be when I return or not. [He meets the other man's gaze, raising his eyebrows in a silent question. Is it anywhere close...?]
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1983, for me.
[ So yes, definitely a good distance apart between the both of them. ]
A lot of the people that I've met here are from farther ahead than myself, but only by half a century, at most. It's not the same, I know, but I understand your frustration.
[ It can be isolating, sometimes. Erik tries to take comfort in the fact that many of the people here are at least familiar with Earth. A little more difficult when the word 'mutant' is so unfamiliar even to those from the 21st century. ]
And there are those from entirely different worlds. I've come to learn that it's easier to try to find a different sort of common ground, rather than just the point in time or world we come from.