landslide, avalanche, same diff
May. 14th, 2007 11:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alenxa_classic(Fade in on the casino floor, this time decorated entirely in shades of black, white, and gray. LINDERMAN materalizes near the roulette table, between SHADOW and VORLON.)
SHADOW: Ah, Mr. Linderman. We've been expecting you.
LINDERMAN: Oh, shut it. Where am I anyway?
VORLON: You have always been here.
ISAAC: Hey, you're the guy who kept buying my stuff? Cool.
LINDERMAN: Which one are you? Mendez?
ISAAC: (confused) There was more than one of me? Um, us? Whatever?
SIMONE: (coming up behind him) C'mon, sweetie, there's a lot you should know.
(ISAAC and SIMONE exit, fading into the scenery.)
SHADOW: You know, normally I don't say I told you so. But...I told you so.
VORLON: Your side. Their side. Neither was truth.
D'ARGO: Whoa, you related to Stark?
LINDERMAN: I just don't understand. It wasn't supposed to happen that way.
SHADOW: Chaos, baby. You play with timelines, you pay the price.
(LINDERMAN sits heavily on a stool at the roulette table. CHARLIE hands him a drink, which is also gray. He sets it in front of him and watches THOMPSON spin the wheel.)
LINDERMAN: (wearily) Because time...is the fire in which we burn.
SHADOW: Ah, Mr. Linderman. We've been expecting you.
LINDERMAN: Oh, shut it. Where am I anyway?
VORLON: You have always been here.
ISAAC: Hey, you're the guy who kept buying my stuff? Cool.
LINDERMAN: Which one are you? Mendez?
ISAAC: (confused) There was more than one of me? Um, us? Whatever?
SIMONE: (coming up behind him) C'mon, sweetie, there's a lot you should know.
(ISAAC and SIMONE exit, fading into the scenery.)
SHADOW: You know, normally I don't say I told you so. But...I told you so.
VORLON: Your side. Their side. Neither was truth.
D'ARGO: Whoa, you related to Stark?
LINDERMAN: I just don't understand. It wasn't supposed to happen that way.
SHADOW: Chaos, baby. You play with timelines, you pay the price.
(LINDERMAN sits heavily on a stool at the roulette table. CHARLIE hands him a drink, which is also gray. He sets it in front of him and watches THOMPSON spin the wheel.)
LINDERMAN: (wearily) Because time...is the fire in which we burn.
