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Hey, y'all! :D Hope you had a good time without me last week. Now, I've returned, and I've brought you today's Free for All (yay~). There are no themes to follow for prompts or fills. If you've had any ideas this week that didn't really work with Tuesday's or Thursday's posts, today's your chance to prompt 'em. Be free, and have fun! ✎

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From: [personal profile] badly_knitted
Jonathan Willoway had thought all he wanted was to return to his own time, leave the island and all its strangeness far behind him and get back to the life he’d left so unexpectedly, so precipitously… It had taken months of walking, accompanied by the small band of fellow travellers, through one time zone after another, never knowing what they would encounter when they passed through the next gateway, whether they would find a peaceful civilisation, or people trying to kill them, but they’d made it through to Evoland.

That was largely thanks to Varian’s steadfast determination, never letting them give up even when times were rough, when finding food was a struggle, when storms raged for days. He’d always encourage them with the thought that the next zone would be better. That if they could just make it that far then they could rest, regain their strength before travelling on. He was an incorrigible optimist, and he’d supported each and every one of them selflessly, drawing on his skill as a healer, but looking back now, Jonathan couldn’t help but wonder where he’d found the strength, always giving of himself, never taking.

And now here Jonathan was, back in the nineteen-sixties, where he’d started from, and it all felt… wrong. Oh, he was trying to fit back into the world he’d left all that time ago, he had countless ideas for avenues of scientific investigation worthy of exploration, and his natural curiosity was undimmed, he just felt out of place, out of step with the people around him. He’d seen things no one in this time could even begin to imagine, displaced people from more than two dozen time periods, past and future, beings from other planets… He’d battled technology that no one in his own time had even dreamed of yet. He’d travelled with a man from the future who could heal people using nothing but the focused power of his own mind.

How could anyone see the things he’d seen and not be irrevocably altered? He’d always been a brilliant scientist, but now his ideas of what might be possible far outstripped the technology and resources he had to work with, and while he had, at least to start with, been excited by the ideas and theories filling his head, now, after ten months of being back where he was supposed to belong, it all just felt flat, hopeless, dull. All of the excitement he used to know seemed to have been bled out of him, leaving only a growing sense of restlessness.

Why had he even WANTED to come back to a time where every day was the same? Even working for NASA again no longer inspired him. Where once the science of the present day had felt cutting-edge, right on the forefront of human endeavour, now it seemed hopelessly backward.

If he’d never left his own time, even though it hadn’t been by choice, perhaps he could have remained satisfied with what and who he was, Jonathan Willoway, rebel scientist, but there was so much more out there, and earth had scarcely scratched the surface of what was possible. With the right tools, perhaps he could have impelled humanity into a new scientific golden age, but he didn’t have the tools it would take, and the scientific community was too stuck in the mud to accept his ideas.

He missed Fred, even though they hadn’t gotten on too well most of the time. The young doctor had never entirely trusted him, which Jonathan thought was fair enough considering how they’d met, but he’d enjoyed bickering with the man. He missed Scott; the boy had an enquiring mind, the kind of mind eager to learn everything he could be taught. Most of all, he missed Varian, his calm, steady presence, his kindness and compassion, and that infernal optimism that balanced out Jonathan’s own pessimistic nature. He was a thoroughly impossible man, and a far better friend than Jonathan had deserved…

But all three would be back in their own times now, just as Jonathan himself was. Fred and Scott in the seventies, Varian back in 2230, where he belonged with his pacifist ways and his musician’s soul. It hurt Jonathan to know he would never see any of them again, never know such close companionship, never again get to experience so much adventure, so much wonder.

Jonathan stared out the window at the bleak winter weather and sighed. It felt as though something precious was shrivelling away inside him, and he suddenly knew he simply could not tolerate living this way.

He’d go back. Somehow, he’d find his way back to the island, find a zone where he’d be welcome, where he could contribute, where he could learn for the sake of learning, where his brilliant mind wouldn’t be wasted as it was here. He had changed too much during his travels, outgrown the man he’d once been, he needed more, and maybe, maybe, he might find a way to travel into the future and see what wonders awaited the human race. He knew he might well die in the attempt, but it was a risk he was willing to take. There was nothing left for him here, so why stay to grow old and bitter and unappreciated?

When he’d left the island, he’d thought he was going home. Now he realised he’d already been there.

The End
badly_knitted: (B & W 10)
From: [personal profile] badly_knitted
Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it!

It was a very NOT great TV show in the '70s that ran for 10 episodes before being cancelled. As a 15-year-old I absolutely adored it, was gutted when it ended, and never forgot it, but never thought I'd see it again. Then it turned up on a retro TV channel, and I've fallen headfirst back in love with both Varian and Jonathan. Jonathan Willoway was played by Roddy McDowell, the role was written for him, and he's always such fun. Now I have the DVDs, and I'm hoping to write more. I have a plan to send Jonathan back to the island...
badly_knitted: (Jack Laughing)
From: [personal profile] badly_knitted
It's proving rather delightful, I must admit.

It's actually available on youtube! I downloaded the scripts, but they're a bit wonky, and without any names beside who said what, so I'm in the process of tidying them up for my own use, as much as I can. Still working on the pilot, Vortex, which is probably the worst episode, although it does introduce Varian with a LOT of exposition. A bit clunky, but with a certain charm.

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Any, any, Foot Massage

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Any, any/any, Consensual Kink

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