she knows this one ; maybe that’s why the expression that graces her features for all of a split-second is as incredulous as it is – if only to serve as a passing moment before her well-practiced poker-face plays out. call it a comfort zone.
then again, this is a world of gods and monsters, of aliens and heroes – so a doppelgänger, or maybe even some kind of alternate earth game ( hell, she’s been through those more times than she can count !) isn’t exactly far-fetched, now, is it ?
“ the one and only. ” this could be a trap. she settles for neutrality. “ what’cha need, mister ?”
❛ calhoun . doctor calhoun . ❜ the bottom line is quite simple . if he isn’t stupid , then neither are the occupants of this new universe he’s found himself in . there was once someone who , for all intents & purposes , was him . that someone was DEAD ; so for another to wander this realm as if the dead were risen once again , someone was bound to realize that something was off . but , until then , he would attempt to keep as low of a profile as possible . let’s see how long that lasts .
❛ - - my apologies if i’ve startled you . it wasn’t my intention . ❜ the question was how to go about this next couple of moments . reality was a fickle thing / didn’t want to unravel even the tiniest thread . who knew would have because of it ?
