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ladyfirestarter) wrote2014-05-19 11:17 pm
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desert places
Charlie steps through into the second-floor corridor and stands aside, holding the door wide for Olivia to follow her. The air on the other side is dry and cool, with the slight brittle chill that only comes with air conditioning.
"Welcome to Taos," Charlie says, lightly.
"Welcome to Taos," Charlie says, lightly.
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She's thinking of Peter, despite herself: the visions she had -- hallucinations, more like -- while Over There. The way she held on, even when she barely knew who she was.
"I'm so sorry," she whispers.
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"I miss him." No louder. "I mean, I'm okay without him, but ... I really miss him."
A beat.
"But there were a couple of ... really, really important things he did for me, before then. And one of them was that he changed me, changed my body, so it was immune to my own fire."
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"That's incredible," she murmurs.
That's the work of a god.
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She's smiling, and out of all the complicated emotions underlying that smile, for a moment the ascendant one is remembered wonder.
"It really was."
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It may be best not to say anything at all, and simply reach out to put a light hand on Charlie's shoulder.
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"Anyway," she says, and it's a sentence all by itself: let's move along.
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"Would you be all right staying out here a little longer?" she asks. "I'd like to see if I can refine the telekinesis a little."
The fire, in retrospect, might do best to wait for another day.
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And if she's noticed that Olivia seems to have dropped the idea of trying out the fire, well ... she's not going to say anything.