the first pedestrian of the apocalypse

[myironeyes]

[Marsh hasn't made a public announcement in a long time. Not since before the last convergence with the mirror barge, in fact. He frequently keeps to himself outside of his work shifts in the kitchen, his inmate, and a dwindling circle of friends, so for many newcomers this may be the first good look they've had of him: a stocky, tired man in his late thirties or early forties, wearing a hooded black cloak nazgul-style and thin, spiky red-and-black tattoos around his eyes - or, rather, where his eyes should be. Instead he has two blunt steel spikes that have been pounded into his sockets.]

There are few differences between myself and my counterpart. It does not matter which of us I am, or where.

I am strong, and fast, and difficult to kill. If you need help, call and I will help you.

[There's a pause, and for a moment it seems like that's all he has to say. But not quite. The Dalek had prevented him from being psychically puppeted last time, but that isn't a guarantee that it won't happen in the future.]

Unless you see me smiling. In that case, run.

[Okay, now he's done.]

Comments

[myironeyes]

Likely not.

[Yeppers.]

[isahumanbeing]

Would running make much of a difference, then?

[myironeyes]

It depends on whether I've been told to chase you.

[isahumanbeing]

Who would be telling you to?

[myironeyes]

There are a variety of candidates. I'm unusually susceptible to psychic abilities.

[isahumanbeing]

All right...

Let's pretend you were told to go after me. Would I stand a chance?

[myironeyes]

I don't know what you're capable of.

But probably not.

[isahumanbeing]

Average human. [agreeing on the probably not.]

I've survived some creatures bigger, faster and more deadly but I had some idea what I was dealing with. Weaknesses to exploit, that sort of thing.

[myironeyes]

You would probably die.

But decapitation is best. And my counterpart may have less healing capacity.

[Helpful and informative.]