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She has kept her silence for quite some while, knowing that the pace of time that passes between Twin Peaks and Milliways, and between Milliways and the world of her birth, is slowed and slowed again by factors she cannot explain. Still, it is no small gift, in that it grants her space in which to think and plan.
The Aes Sedai has used that time to study her options and the prophecies of the Karatheon Cycle, to dwell on the sound of the wind at night and her restless unease with every dawn. She has mulled over what Nynaeve had told her, and all the possibilities that the apocalypse at the bar at the end of all worlds may now have brought upon them.
("I cannot go back without undoing what was done. Can I?"
"That, I think, is mostly a question of how far back, yes? Or possibly it is a different kind of forward.")
There are other considerations to be taken into account, as it happens.
Dinner has become a habit for them, now, at least once or twice every week. It is her turn to host tonight, in the little house that she had begun to call her own. Moiraine has come to believe that she will always prefer tea, but she has developed something of a fondness for coffee all the same, and has been trying her hand at new ways of brewing it for these occasions.
The French press stands before her now on the countertop, and she slants a sideways look at him as she reaches for the canister that holds the coffee.
The Aes Sedai has used that time to study her options and the prophecies of the Karatheon Cycle, to dwell on the sound of the wind at night and her restless unease with every dawn. She has mulled over what Nynaeve had told her, and all the possibilities that the apocalypse at the bar at the end of all worlds may now have brought upon them.
("I cannot go back without undoing what was done. Can I?"
"That, I think, is mostly a question of how far back, yes? Or possibly it is a different kind of forward.")
There are other considerations to be taken into account, as it happens.
Dinner has become a habit for them, now, at least once or twice every week. It is her turn to host tonight, in the little house that she had begun to call her own. Moiraine has come to believe that she will always prefer tea, but she has developed something of a fondness for coffee all the same, and has been trying her hand at new ways of brewing it for these occasions.
The French press stands before her now on the countertop, and she slants a sideways look at him as she reaches for the canister that holds the coffee.
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Date: 2013-07-14 04:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-14 04:13 am (UTC)"Yes."
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Date: 2013-07-14 04:25 am (UTC)But he also knows that if there's a reason for that silence -- and there likely is -- Moiraine will speak of it when she's ready, and not before.
So for the time being, his job is to finish scrubbing that plate.
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Date: 2013-07-14 04:28 am (UTC)The Aes Sedai pours the first mug full and sets it down beside the sink, within Cooper's reach.
"There is something I learned there," she says, finally. "And although I am not yet entirely sure of what it means, I have my suspicions."
"I would share them with you, if you are willing."
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Date: 2013-07-14 04:46 am (UTC)"Of course I'm willing," he says, and reaches for the dish towel to dry his hands.
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Date: 2013-07-16 03:00 am (UTC)"I am glad," she murmurs, and turns to retrieve her own mug.
Although she still vastly prefers tea, she has long ago decided of her own accord to partake of coffee at times like these.
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Date: 2013-07-16 03:29 am (UTC)Hands dried, he picks up his coffee, samples -- and nods. "Your technique is flawless, Moiraine."
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Date: 2013-07-16 03:40 am (UTC)"Will you sit?"
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Date: 2013-07-16 04:01 am (UTC)He does, however, take another sip of coffee.
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Date: 2013-07-16 04:06 am (UTC)Moiraine stares down at the surface of her own coffee for a moment, then says, very softly,
"To begin, I suppose, one must simply begin." She glances at him. "You remember, I am certain, what I did in order to buy the time that I felt necessary for my world, before Tarmon Gai'don?"
It is very nearly a rhetorical question... but not quite. Not quite.
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Date: 2013-07-16 04:50 am (UTC)"It's why you're here, and not there." It's not a question.
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Date: 2013-07-17 03:44 am (UTC)"The Wheel of Time turns," Moiraine says. "But its turning is not always even. Less so, where the Dark One is involved. He - call it distortion; it is near enough to what he does to the Pattern when he is able to exert influence upon it."
She taps the side of her coffee mug, sending ripples across the surface, and nods toward the result.
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Date: 2013-07-21 03:39 am (UTC)Except for the part about the uneven turning of a wheel. While Cooper is a city dweller, and not an expert, he is under the impression that if a wheel is turning unevenly, the car should probably go to the mechanic.
...that would make Moiraine the mechanic. Right?
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Date: 2013-07-21 03:49 am (UTC)"I believe you may also recall another, earlier time when I returned from the world in which I was born to Milliways in somewhat of a -- let us say, a distressed state."
She looks the question at him, awaiting confirmation.
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Date: 2013-07-21 03:58 am (UTC)Cooper's expression is as serenely opaque as Moiraine's customary expression.
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Date: 2013-07-21 04:07 am (UTC)She takes a small sip of the coffee, then curls her fingers around the mug, drawing in its warmth.
"I now suspect that there may have been more reasons than I was aware of at the time."
Moiraine looks up at him.
"I encountered Nynaeve, recently." A single second's silence.
"It appears that time has slipped backward, between when last I saw her and this most recent occasion."
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Date: 2013-07-21 04:11 am (UTC)Cooper keeps resignation off of his face.
"To what point?"
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Date: 2013-07-21 04:36 am (UTC)And then, finally, at the park, where Windom Earle made his (frankly most ridiculous) move and where he and Annie navigated a great many things in a rowboat, Moiraine told him that the battle was over.
But it's not over. Apparently.
All of this passes in the moment in which Cooper's gaze slides from Moiraine's face to somewhere in the vicinity of Moiraine's hands, gaze abstracting.
And then Dale Cooper drinks his coffee, and says, "Moiraine, is time linear?"
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Date: 2013-07-21 04:39 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2013-07-21 04:46 am (UTC)"Because if the Dark One wins, and destroys the Wheel of Time and the Pattern itself, there will be no more Ages, and the world and all its Mirrors will be forever lost."
She sets her coffee mug on the table, and smooths her skirt, carefully.
"Although interpretations have been known to differ. Ages have been known to end in climactic events before this. Many of the Brown, for instance, believe that such an instance should be considered a last battle, rather than Tarmon Gai'don in truth. Be that as it may, my point stands; should the Dark One win, everything will end."
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Date: 2013-07-21 04:51 am (UTC)And says, thoughtful, "You wouldn't bring this up if you weren't planning something. Which means you think that action is necessary. Probably action taken by you."
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Date: 2013-07-21 05:05 am (UTC)"She has seen that Rand will fail, if I am not there."
A quiet sigh.
"I had thought that perhaps the aid I gave him at Milliways would suffice, but I cannot now be certain."
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Date: 2013-07-21 05:32 am (UTC)Given Moiraine's past actions... her options may be limited.
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