Asar-Suti had joined Khayman in watching the clock; god and vampire were talking quietly, with Asar-Suti uttering most of the actual words.
This might be his last day in Milliways, he realised. He had packed his twelve most important books ad a few other things he cared for, and deposited them next to his chaor by the fire.
He was ready to try and sacrifice his divinity, but realised it would most likely not help at all.
When it started, he would say goodbye to Khayman who'd return to New Orleans (his door at the cemetary was on dry land, had been for quite a while) or go to Tokyo to join Claudia. Asar-Suti was ready to collect Gil, Strahan, and Snowball, and take them to the Wand World. Where he could live out his life as a mortal sorcerer, if he truly left his divinity with the clock.
For good. He was very sorry not to have seen Nerdanel and her family again before the end.
Unless there was going to be no end. But he rather suspected that this time, things would get bad.
Strahan's not someone he needs to search high and low for; he's not too far away. And with him are the things important [or at least useful] to him: wolves, hawk, book.
Behind him is Rabastan, who by coincidence happened to be in the neighbourhood.
"So. The time is at hand," he says in Ihlini. "One way or another we will find out what becomes of our home."
"What? What are you saying-" Rabastan drops off when he sees the god. He's not sure what sort of terms he's on with Asar-Suti and a part of him is afraid to know.
"Ah, Rabastan Lestrange. I did not expect to see you here."
"He has," Asar-Suti said. "Greetings, my dear Strahan. Are you ready to turn ghost if you need to?"
He was more flippant than he'd meant to be, but - hey! At soem stage, you can only joke at the end of the world any more. Because if you didn't, you'd dissolve into purple magma, and that would only hasten The End.
Strahan won't mind; he's used to it. Hell he's very familiar with the god's firey form.
"Ghost? What does he mean?"
"Have you forgotten what I have told you?" Strahan patiently asks of Rabastan. "When I told you about my world I told you about my death. You have forgotten already?"
"No... But how would you become a ghost? You're solid to me..."
Fred's still here. Mostly because Wesley's still here, but also because there's nowhere else for her to go, not really. She doesn't know yet about Illyria's sacrifice, doesn't know that her words might have gotten through. Doesn't even know where the blue ex-goddess is, or where Wesley is, for that matter. Things are so confused around here.
And she's pretty sure that tonight's going to be an end, one way or another.
She stares at the Clock, angry, but not afraid.
"I wish you could take back whatever they did to make my memories go away. At least then I'd know before I die."
She doesn't actually expect it to work. It's not a very good sacrifice.
It's not a very good one, no. But it's the best they've got at this point.
The Clock does indeed stop. The static shock prickles along Fred's skin as the foreign magic is removed.
It's something of a selfish wish, and so the time does not tick back very far. But there's something of an air of resignation about the place that very few, if any, others would have bothered trying.
The physical shock is nothing compared to the weight of all those memories coming crashing back.
A vampire dying in an alley. A baby being born. A name. (Connor)
A false prophecy. (the father will kill the son) A baby leaving and a half-wild young man coming back.
Wesley in a hospital bed and her telling him never to come back, never to show his face around Angel again. (it was all for nothing)
Wesley and Lilah -- that horrid bitch, and she'd never even known. (but you hated her)Connor and Cordelia, too. The two of them becoming the parents of a former Power hell-bent upon killing the world with kindness. The whole world turned upside down and ending and Angelus coming back and it had all been so fuzzy in her head, remembered in bits and pieces without the key, without the betrayal at its center
( ... )
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This might be his last day in Milliways, he realised. He had packed his twelve most important books ad a few other things he cared for, and deposited them next to his chaor by the fire.
He was ready to try and sacrifice his divinity, but realised it would most likely not help at all.
When it started, he would say goodbye to Khayman who'd return to New Orleans (his door at the cemetary was on dry land, had been for quite a while) or go to Tokyo to join Claudia. Asar-Suti was ready to collect Gil, Strahan, and Snowball, and take them to the Wand World. Where he could live out his life as a mortal sorcerer, if he truly left his divinity with the clock.
For good. He was very sorry not to have seen Nerdanel and her family again before the end.
Unless there was going to be no end. But he rather suspected that this time, things would get bad.
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Behind him is Rabastan, who by coincidence happened to be in the neighbourhood.
"So. The time is at hand," he says in Ihlini. "One way or another we will find out what becomes of our home."
"What? What are you saying-" Rabastan drops off when he sees the god. He's not sure what sort of terms he's on with Asar-Suti and a part of him is afraid to know.
"Ah, Rabastan Lestrange. I did not expect to see you here."
"It's just 'Rabastan'."
"Yes it is. Have you met my god yet?"
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He was more flippant than he'd meant to be, but - hey! At soem stage, you can only joke at the end of the world any more. Because if you didn't, you'd dissolve into purple magma, and that would only hasten The End.
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"Ghost? What does he mean?"
"Have you forgotten what I have told you?" Strahan patiently asks of Rabastan. "When I told you about my world I told you about my death. You have forgotten already?"
"No... But how would you become a ghost? You're solid to me..."
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And she's pretty sure that tonight's going to be an end, one way or another.
She stares at the Clock, angry, but not afraid.
"I wish you could take back whatever they did to make my memories go away. At least then I'd know before I die."
She doesn't actually expect it to work. It's not a very good sacrifice.
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The Clock does indeed stop. The static shock prickles along Fred's skin as the foreign magic is removed.
It's something of a selfish wish, and so the time does not tick back very far. But there's something of an air of resignation about the place that very few, if any, others would have bothered trying.
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The physical shock is nothing compared to the weight of all those memories coming crashing back.
A vampire dying in an alley. A baby being born. A name.
(Connor)
A false prophecy.
(the father will kill the son)
A baby leaving and a half-wild young man coming back.
Wesley in a hospital bed and her telling him never to come back, never to show his face around Angel again.
(it was all for nothing)
Wesley and Lilah -- that horrid bitch, and she'd never even known.
(but you hated her)Connor and Cordelia, too. The two of them becoming the parents of a former Power hell-bent upon killing the world with kindness. The whole world turned upside down and ending and Angelus coming back and it had all been so fuzzy in her head, remembered in bits and pieces without the key, without the betrayal at its center ( ... )
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