Post MoM AU, general post

[use_everything]

And then one day, it was over.

The memory of how it happened was hazy. Perhaps it was as simple as being ported out, perhaps there was a great experiment, bringing together physicists, chemists, alchemists and scientists to get something WORKING. But like the memories of that time, that other dimension, singular events come and go, like a dream, or an age past.

From the very start, however, there were changes.

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[bothari]

[He stares at Miles a few moments, deciding if he should give the boy a good drink of whiskey from his flask anyway. Five minutes.

He stands back up with an assenting rumble and folds his arms, becoming a familiar specter at the door.]

[dendarii]

[ Bothari no. He doesn't need it today anyway; within a few minutes, that frenetic little buzz now in the back of Bothari's head dies down into silence. And Miles slips into a dreamless sleep. ]

[bothari]

[He stays a while, to make sure that it's sleep - real sleep. Even with the lulling in the back of his skull, there's an intensely paranoid part of the hulking man who didn't believe that the child couldn't have figured out in an hour how to fake that too.

With quiet that belays his size, he slips away to find Cordelia.]