[OOM: Olau]
May. 2nd, 2012 11:37 pmIt wasn't long after Raph ran into AlannaAlan that he made his excuses and made a bee-line for Tortall.
Timelines were in danger.
People he loved were in danger.
Abigail was in danger.
His heart felt as though it was going to burst through his chest as he headed for the front door, his Security badge firmly in hand.
What if...
What if Alan was proof that the door had reset?
What if time had gone backwards?
What if it was like everything he'd lived there just ceased to exist?
All of it, rewritten in some great cosmic do-over?
He opens the door to a familiar scene, and for a split second Raph allows himself to hope.
The Tortoise. The same as always, as it's been for at least three generations now.
Raph walks around the tavern, rather than go straight through the front door, to the place where Abigail'd be hanging up the day's washing to dry in the noon sun.
There, holding a basket of clothes pins is a little girl no older than six, with her blonde hair in one long braid down her back.
"...oh no."
Timelines were in danger.
People he loved were in danger.
Abigail was in danger.
His heart felt as though it was going to burst through his chest as he headed for the front door, his Security badge firmly in hand.
What if...
What if Alan was proof that the door had reset?
What if time had gone backwards?
What if it was like everything he'd lived there just ceased to exist?
All of it, rewritten in some great cosmic do-over?
He opens the door to a familiar scene, and for a split second Raph allows himself to hope.
The Tortoise. The same as always, as it's been for at least three generations now.
Raph walks around the tavern, rather than go straight through the front door, to the place where Abigail'd be hanging up the day's washing to dry in the noon sun.
There, holding a basket of clothes pins is a little girl no older than six, with her blonde hair in one long braid down her back.
"...oh no."
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Date: 2012-07-05 09:24 pm (UTC)"Alan."
If Alanna was not already on a horse, she'd have to sit down right now.
Her father, she thinks. Surely. But not if Raph asked about her memories.
Goddess.
"You mean me," she says with resigned certainty.
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Date: 2012-07-05 09:27 pm (UTC)"I thought maybe, like...there was time travel involved, but everythin' here would be different. An' it ain't."
He turns back to look at Abigail.
"'Least not that I can tell."
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Date: 2012-07-05 09:30 pm (UTC)"Aye. Near as I can tell, it's all the same."
Beat.
"Boy-o and I are still married and everythin'."
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Date: 2012-07-05 09:32 pm (UTC)Ignoring Abigail, "What happened? Did anyone SAY anything to him? Her. Me?"
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Date: 2012-07-05 09:37 pm (UTC)"Splinter invited her...him...you to train with us."
IT WAS NOT RAPH'S IDEA.
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Date: 2012-07-05 09:48 pm (UTC)Alanna slides off Darkmoon and stalks over to Raph, grabbing his shirt in an effort to express just how serious this is.
"EVERYTHING would be different!"
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Date: 2012-07-05 10:02 pm (UTC)His hands go up in surrender.
"We ain't said nothin'. I swear. We know how this whole time travel thing works."
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Date: 2012-07-05 10:13 pm (UTC)They do.
Alanna takes a deep, shuddering breath and nods, but doesn't release him just yet.
"Not everyone will be so conscientious," she warns. "Has... Alan been there more than once?"
Could it be her? Did she forget?
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Date: 2012-07-05 10:29 pm (UTC)Yeah, he could probably have left that last bit off.
"I swear to you, soon as I could I bolted an' came here. Thought Abs, you, Adam, an' the kids were..."
So of course this is the sentence that he doesn't finish.
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Date: 2012-07-05 10:44 pm (UTC)She lets go,
(Goddess, I would have done the same.)
and does it again. Before lightly smacking his head.
"What a mess," she mutters. "No, I don't remember, so either I've been made to forget," which is even MORE unsettling, "or it's another version of me. That doesn't matter. She still can't know I was ever there."
She frowns.
"Splinter was teaching Alan?"
This is so weird.
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Date: 2012-07-05 11:48 pm (UTC)"Well, technically he was trainin' Mike, who's kinda under house arrest at the moment. An' Alan kinda wandered into the session."
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Date: 2012-07-06 12:07 am (UTC)"House arrest?" Her eyes narrow. "Over what he did here?"
Not that he doesn't deserve punishment, mind. But she'd rather have a hand in it herself.
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Date: 2012-07-06 12:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-06 12:16 am (UTC)"Send him 'ere to pay off the debt he owes me," she suggests. "I'll make him work for it."
No, really. Abigail thinks this is a brilliant plan.
"Just leave the flashy thing where it belongs, and we're right as rain."
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Date: 2012-07-06 12:17 am (UTC)"Do you think this is why I haven't been able to go back?" she asks Raph.
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Date: 2012-07-06 12:28 am (UTC)"Because there's a new version of you there? Or because Mikey's under lock and key?"
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Date: 2012-07-06 01:48 am (UTC)"Me, of course. Having two of us there seems like it would break SOME law."
Surely some rules still apply to the end of the universe?
"Given what happened, the battles and all, then me not being able to enter and a shiny new Alan discovering it..." She deflates slightly. "It seems like a sign to me."
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Date: 2012-07-06 02:02 am (UTC)"A sign? Of what?"
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Date: 2012-07-06 02:07 am (UTC)"That I am now the opposite of bound." Her eyes meet his. "I'm bound here."
Beat.
"Which is as I thought, and as it should be."
Really.
Even if there is so much she will miss.
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Date: 2012-07-06 03:39 am (UTC)Because...the idea that the door could be so fickle, even after Raph's experienced it himself, is just that unnerving to him.
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Date: 2012-07-06 04:23 pm (UTC)Alanna remains unconvinced. What Raph calls a glitch she considers the work of the gods. And when it comes to gods, she has more than enough experience not to expect that things will 'iron out.'
Underneath, she thinks she has always known.
She sighs, the sound equal parts annoyed and resigned, and nods, turning back to Darkmoon. There's no time to dwell on this now.
"Are you coming up?" She mounts her horse, jerks her chin toward Olau.
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Date: 2012-07-06 05:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-06 05:19 pm (UTC)"Not today," she decides, reaching for his arm. "We've got catchin' up to do, and you've goodbyes to say."
She gives Alanna a nod, a silent promise to watch over the children while the Lioness is gone.
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Date: 2012-07-06 05:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-06 06:22 pm (UTC)"You, too."
A small smile.
"I'll see you soon enough." She talked to Thayet and is aware of the Queen's request. Lucky Raph! "Goodbye, Abigail."
And thank you.
Alanna waves and lets Darkmoon have his head for the remainder of her journey.
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