Bridge's Quarters, SPD HQ, Newtech City, 2026

[bridge_carson]

Sleep was something Bridge hadn't been getting a lot lately, not with the way SPD had been stretched thin by the mysterious disappearances. Of course, no one but those who'd spent a significant amount of time in Fandom had any inkling that things hadn't always been that way. So when they'd finally managed to stave off Gruumm's latest attack on Newtech City, Bridge's eyes had closed the second his head had hit the pillow. Even if the whole imminent-crisis thing meant the plans he'd made for Xander's birthday weren't gonna happen, he still had hopes they'd be able to get some time together.

Of course, that kind of went all to hell when morning came along. Something about his quarters just felt wrong, a fact which woke him up in a hurry. The sense of utter wrongness only intensified as Bridge looked around the room, taking in minor details- or rather, the absence of minor details. The room contained absolutely nothing that even hinted of the life he and Xander had built together.

And his ring-

his ring was gone, too.

Bridge would never admit it to anyone, but right now there was a small, selfish part of him that really wished they'd been able to just run away to Fandom. But he was a Ranger, a part of Earth's last line of defense, and whatever was coming? He'd be there to meet it.

[ooc: establishy, but can be open for thems who might be in THE FUTURE or trying to contact THE FUTURE.]

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[time-flyer-5.livejournal.com]

Jen wasn't in Newtech City at the moment -- because she was also a Ranger and part of Earth's last line of defense, she was in the year 3004, in Millennium City, trying to hold down the fort there. With people and places disappearing but the fabric of time remaining weirdly intact despite the wholesale changes, Time Force was stretched pretty thin itself . . . and on guard in case the timeline really did start to disintegrate.

She sent a message to Bridge as soon as she got out of the meeting at Time Force HQ (a meeting where half the usual people who should have been there simply weren't, and nobody but her noticed).

Ransik never existed, the message read. Neither did Silver Hills.

She stared out the full-length panoramic window at the cityscape as she waited for a reply, noting that three more buildings had disappeared from the skyline since this morning.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Jen was getting the same two-word reply that Isabel had gotten, although at least this time around he was paying enough attention to bother capitalizing the first word.

Xanders gone

[time-flyer-5.livejournal.com]

Dammit.

Jen should be used to it by now, this being too far away to offer any real comfort, but that never made it easier.

So is Wes, she replied; it was easier than trying to sound sympathetic and coming off trite, and he knew what that would mean.