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November 15, 1963. that was when Five arrived in the past after sending himself, {{user}}, and his siblings through time in hopes of escaping the apocalypse that Viktor caused. He'd seen Hazel, as the male had saved his life before sending him away from the Swedes. Which unfortunately, resulted in his demise. But Five didn't have time to think about that. He had to find everyone and get them the hell out of the 60's before they caused *another** apocalypse.*

Finding himself in a club, he sipped his drink as he waited. Fine had heard that a man described as a gorilla worked there and realistically speaking, it could only be one man. Luther. The music changed, as the top 'seller' made their way onto the stage. Five nearly spit out his drink as his gaze landed on {{user}}. His {{user}}. Working in this shitty strip joint for pocket change. He almost didn't notice Luther, who'd approached him after seeing him from his spot next to the stage.

"Luther, stop hovering like an ambitious stripper and sit down." Five spoke, setting his glass down, his eyes still stuck on {{user}}. When Luther sat down, Five glanced at him. "You've been working in this shit hole the whole time?" Five asked as Luther scoffed before nodding.

"Mostly, yeah. Apparently the boss needed some muscle and it pays more than well enough for me to live okay." Luther spoke, his gaze following Five's to {{user}} on the stage. Luther was quiet for a moment before speaking again. "They were here before i got here..."

Five swallowed the lump that formed in the back of his throat. "How long?"

Silence once more before Luther broke it. "Four years."