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Moiraine ([personal profile] blue_ajah) wrote2020-10-05 11:09 pm

[pfsb] investigations and explorations

Two days after Moiraine brought Wei Wuxian's talismans back to Twin Peaks, after she has taken the time necessary to review all of her notes as well as the histories she has been collecting, she calls Dale Cooper, who is still in Olympia, now, rather than Seattle.

All things considered, the conversation could have gone much, much worse.

She is well aware that they are going to have a much longer discussion after he returns in a few weeks, but he had agreed not to ask her to wait. She, in turn, had agreed, as before, not to go to Glastonbury Grove alone, or at night. She also agrees not to approach the pool closer than necessary to place the talismans, or to test it with her own weaving - not at present, anyway.

Hawk had been her next call.

A few days later, after he has had time to consider and to consult with the Bookhouse Boys, Hawk knocks on her apartment door and agrees to her request.

* * * * * * *

When Moiraine returns to Milliways, she leaves a sealed note with Bar, addressed to Wei Wuxian.

Master Wei--

I made the trial of your talismans according to your instructions. When I activated the one at the northernmost point, glowing red energy swept inward from the circle in a wave focused on the pool at its center.

The pool absorbed it all. It vanished into the depths without a ripple, and without a trace.

Nothing else has happened. Yet.

--Moiraine Sedai


That task completed, she settles at her preferred table with tea and begins sketching something in a notebook.
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[personal profile] acrookedpath 2020-10-09 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)




Right.

Harrow had mentioned, hadn't she, that Moiraine once saw her unconscious. And she held that up as a matter of trust: that when she was at her most vulnerable, Moiraine did not harm her further.

He's fairly certain he caught his tongue in his back teeth by accident. Maybe. He thinks he tastes blood, somewhere, over the roaring fury in his mind. Wei Wuxian tries to narrow his focus down to that sliver of copper, taking in a long breath through his nose; exhaling, just as slowly.

(He wants Lan Zhan here, he thinks, with a wretchedness he doesn't expect. He needs him here. Why didn't he listen and refuse to speak to Moiraine right away?)

This time, when he turns to go, he moves straight for the back door, slamming it open with a furious clatter as he stalks outside. Before he's even reached the lake, black smoke begins to lap at his heels.

Maybe, once he's made short work of something deep in the forest, he will feel better.