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many thanks to The Grynne for use of this:
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many thanks to The Grynne for use of this:
Comment with fandom(s), character/pairing, and prompt.
{HG's POV}
Good Myka, that was entirely the wrong answer to my "What did you do??"
When I was last torn from my daughter, my work suffered and I asked to be bronzed. You know this.
And yet.
Had Pete been hurled back onto the wagon, I have no doubt that Myka would arrange the "lets split up" so she accompanied him. They have done so for lesser tragedies than that, I know.
Yet there is no objection to my going off, alone, into a Warehouse no mortal has walked the halls of in... It is not pique, but admission, which smooths my slide back to where I once had been: Myka may support me, Claudia is wholely honest, but I am alone.
Still alone. Alone once more.
MacPherson at least was kind to me whilst he used me.
I returned to the Warehouse so I that would not be alone - Myka's actions led me to believe my thought was true, that others would once more have my back. Not when it counts, it seems.
There is nothing left to do, I admit to myself, but return to my prior goal: to return to my Christina. Perhaps I had gone about it wrong...instead of rewinding time so I go to her, perhaps it would be possible to bring Christina forth to me. Now, how to go about bringing that to fruition?
No doubt young Mr. Doyle would be quite beside himself at my state. I am aware that I am falling apart once more - I know I am, and I know I will not be in my right mind - and I recieve less support than I did the last time.
As for Jules... *sigh, he and I may have enjoyed mutual dislike of one another and scathing regarding one another's writings...but even he, I believe, at this remove, would raise a glass and back me.
I stop at the Sphere Of Khepera, the glowing off-blue energy that no longer is summoning bolts of lightning to it. Yes, this will be a suitable distraction. I shout for Myka and for Pete, asking them to join me here...and I start to slip away.
I stop myself. They would follow. Where I am going, they will not like. Regretable, but I can't permit them to follow close behind.
{if this isn't what you had in mind, just say so; not a problem}
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