She's heard that there are other cities nearby, but she hasn't heard that name.
"Hadriel?" Jesus died to come here. Rosita doesn't remember dying, which doesn't mean she didn't but it also doesn't mean she did. His wording gets her attention though: "Is that a religious thing?"
"It's an alien planet I was stuck on for a few years. This, uh... isn't my first time winding up in another universe. There's a handful of us that's true for, where this is our second jump. As far as I know I'm the only one here from there, though, and that's the case for everybody I've met like me. We're all the only one who remembers the first place, even when we have friends here that were also there with us."
He shrugs, taking another sip of his coffee.
"No rhyme or reason to it that we can tell, and it's not many of us. But I'm not the only one."
She mutters something under her breath; it sounds like swearing because it is.
"You have no idea how much I want to call you crazy for everything you just said but, well." She motions around them with a hand. "Here we sit, so I can't."
"Yeah, that's usually my counter argument." Drake mimics her 'look around, here we are, this is also crazy' gesture. His tone is still light but not amused now, and he looks very serious. "Telling people I was close to them somewhere else is the hardest part. Nobody wants to consider that they aren't the only version of themselves, you know?"
A series of emotions flicker across her face, one after another, as she first tries to understand what he's saying, then really tries to understand it in the context of something that actually happens. It's very clear that she doesn't quite come to an understanding, but also something pained settles in her expression while she tries to find words for him.
"I can't even imagine that," she says, both honest and the closest she ever gets to apologetic.
It isn't something she should apologize for, but Drake can see the sympathy and appreciates that she's keeping it low key. He's come to terms with a lot of things over the past four years. This isn't shit he can change and has just had to accept.
"Hopefully it won't happen to you... you should keep in mind that people get pulled in from all over the timeline, though. There might be somebody here from home that you know who hasn't met you yet, or vice versa."
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"I've already had both happen. Jesus and I are... from very close to the same few days." Rosita is tough, no one who survives as long as she and Jesus have isn't, but she still stumbles a bit over it even if she keeps going anyway.
"And there's someone else here from our world that neither of us knew. It's. A pretty distinct timeline." Every survivor of the virus has a very particular look to them that they all recognize at a glance.
She'll roll with the punches, thank you, Professor.
"Huh. I'd say at least you've got people from home, but that's not a good thing for everybody. You two get along with the person you don't know so far?"
He's had a bad experience, with someone he didn't know back home showing up from his world. Could go either way.
"So far." She shrugs, but it's not off the table that Carver will someday try something on with one of them - in fact she'd bet money on it. Until then though, there's a kind of camaraderie he seems to be willing to entertain as well, so she'll claim him as one of hers.
"And I'm glad I have Jesus." That part is unequivocally good by her estimate. "I don't take that for granted, you know?"
"Good," Drake says softly, expression thoughtful. Too many people do, and although he didn't expect Rosita would since Jesus said he's dead too... it's still good to hear it.
"It's a backup. I'm not just going to let him hang, or vice." Now or ever.
"But we both figure if we can find some other connections it would be for the best. He's always liked meeting new people anyway, and I'm not his type."
"Yeah, that's what I heard, but that's not how the language reads."
There's a very specific line about being able to provide for a Submissive's sexual needs, and she supposes that could be just giving them free rein to find someone they're attracted to and comfortable with, but she's wary all the same.
"And we don't need things to go weird between us if it can be settled another way. I'll manage, but I'm still pretty new."
"The language is vague enough people find all kinds of loopholes. Some even get away with making quota without having sex themselves... so if it's ever prison or signing with someone you're not into that way, all that matters is you trust them."
If that trust isn't there, a sub could actually take pretty bad advantage of her, but Drake figures Rosita is smart enough to realize that herself.
"You know - before the world as we knew it ended where I'm from, I was working at a law firm. I never thought I'd use that bullshit ever again." It had, in fact, been especially useless in the world they were left with instead.
And now here she is. "If I can get my hands on some samples, I'll make it work - for me, and for whoever." But he keeps mentioning trust and he's not the only one, and Rosita knows for a fact there's only one person here she does.
"Yes and no. I make friends wherever I go, you know? But there's friends and there's friends."
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"Hadriel?" Jesus died to come here. Rosita doesn't remember dying, which doesn't mean she didn't but it also doesn't mean she did. His wording gets her attention though: "Is that a religious thing?"
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He shrugs, taking another sip of his coffee.
"No rhyme or reason to it that we can tell, and it's not many of us. But I'm not the only one."
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"You have no idea how much I want to call you crazy for everything you just said but, well." She motions around them with a hand. "Here we sit, so I can't."
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"I can't even imagine that," she says, both honest and the closest she ever gets to apologetic.
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"Hopefully it won't happen to you... you should keep in mind that people get pulled in from all over the timeline, though. There might be somebody here from home that you know who hasn't met you yet, or vice versa."
Welcome to universe hopping 101, his name is Professor Holloway but please just call him Drake...
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"And there's someone else here from our world that neither of us knew. It's. A pretty distinct timeline." Every survivor of the virus has a very particular look to them that they all recognize at a glance.
She'll roll with the punches, thank you, Professor.
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He's had a bad experience, with someone he didn't know back home showing up from his world. Could go either way.
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"And I'm glad I have Jesus." That part is unequivocally good by her estimate. "I don't take that for granted, you know?"
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"You're not gonna sign with him, though?"
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"But we both figure if we can find some other connections it would be for the best. He's always liked meeting new people anyway, and I'm not his type."
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"Contracts can be platonic. Like marrying your best friend for health insurance. But I get you. How's your search going?"
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There's a very specific line about being able to provide for a Submissive's sexual needs, and she supposes that could be just giving them free rein to find someone they're attracted to and comfortable with, but she's wary all the same.
"And we don't need things to go weird between us if it can be settled another way. I'll manage, but I'm still pretty new."
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If that trust isn't there, a sub could actually take pretty bad advantage of her, but Drake figures Rosita is smart enough to realize that herself.
"Made any friends yet? Prospects or not."
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And now here she is. "If I can get my hands on some samples, I'll make it work - for me, and for whoever." But he keeps mentioning trust and he's not the only one, and Rosita knows for a fact there's only one person here she does.
"Yes and no. I make friends wherever I go, you know? But there's friends and there's friends."