So this is my first writing piece I have written in a long time(Yay!) So please excuse grammar errors and such for now while I get back into my writing groove.
I fell in love with the Lutece twins upon first seeing them in game and my brain screamed at me to write about them. Not 100% sure the entire storyline for this yet, but I had to write something or I was going to go crazy. This will probably be written from both Rosalind and Robert's points of view. May be some Robert/Rosalind later..I will see how it goes.
Robert stared at Rosalind's hand as it stretched through the tear, unsure whether he should touch it or not. He has spoken with Rosalind for many nights through Morse code, now he could physically see her, and she wanted him to touch her hand. That didn't mean he trusted her though, she had that look in her eyes.
"Robert, don't you want to make sure I'm real." Rosalind pushed, staring up at him imploringly.
He knew it was a stupid question, of course she was real but he reached out and touched her hand anyways. Faster than he could blink, Rosalind's fingers ensnared his wrist, and with a quick tug he felt himself fall through the tear. He tumbled through and fell on top of Rosalind. Turning his head back he saw that the tear through which he entered was quickly closing. Jolting up he dashed for the tear only to collide with solid wall.
"Rosalind, how could-"Robert began to yell, but fell to his knees as it felt like his head was smashed with a hammer. Grabbing the sides of his head, he jammed his eyes shut as images of a life similar to-but not his own- slammed into his mind.
"Robert, your nose is bleeding." Rosalind commented as she kneeled beside him and placed a handkerchief to his nose. All Robert could do was glare at her angrily until the pain in his head subsided. Rosalind remained perched beside him her chin resting on her hand , her cool blue eyes surveying him curiously, not saying anything more.
"Send me back to where I belong!" Robert demanded of her even though he knew it was impossible. This was their first successful tear and it was a long shot at best to get it stable again. Not to mention the infinite possible universes the tear could open to that were not his own...they still had so much research to do on the subject.
"Well Robert you know I can't do that." Rosalind sighed as she walked over to the machine and fiddled with it. "The machine seems to be burnt out after our successful opening of the tear." She didn't seem too concerned with sending him back.
"You know I don't belong here in, in..." Robert thought for a moment as images of a city floating in the skies filled his mind. "Columbia. And what are people going to say about my sudden appearance! You suddenly and mysteriously have a twin who was never here before. And what about my research back in my universe, and my life back in my universe... " He knew he was going off on a tangent, something he usually didn't do.
Rosalind waved her hand at him unconcerned with such matters. "We will worry about that in the morning, your nose is starting to bleed again and you are looking weak." Robert wavered he was feeling weak, and tired, and angry.
"Let me take you up to my room." Rosalind pressed and led him towards her room. Upon arriving he collapsed on her bed, exhaustion haven taken hold and let his mind succumb to sleep.
Sleep wasn't restful though as his memories and Rosalind's meshed and melded together leaving him more confused than he had ever been in his life. Unsure where her memories began and his ended he twisted fitfully in his sleep, under Rosalind's inquisitive gaze.
Well that is it for now, I know it is short but there is more to come don't worry. I am just too tired to write any longer tonight.