*Peter gives each child a hug, then waves as they are lead upstairs to bed. He slumps back on the sofa and stares at the fireplace.
He could just walk through it.
It's undoubtedly still connected to his house. It might be warded by a quick call to The Machine and he might be able to break those.
He could leave.
He could take what ingredients he'd need and run.
He could brew his own potion, administer his own cure. Live or die freely rather than locked in a tiny cell.
He might even survive.
Peter gets up and walks over to the fireplace, almost in a trance, fingers tracing the outline of wards he can see but not move, not without The Machine's help, anyway.
He drops his hand.
And what of The Machine?
What would happen to her.
Her vault is safe enough for the moment; whilst he has John's backing, but without it? If John cannot or chooses not to protect The Machine, then brilliant as she is... it would only take a few well placed explosives to ruin her.
He wanders back to the sofa and sits down once more, determinedly gazing out of the window instead. He'll not leave the children behind.*
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Re: Lunchtime the same day
Date: 2012-10-14 08:42 pm (UTC)*Peter gives each child a hug, then waves as they are lead upstairs to bed. He slumps back on the sofa and stares at the fireplace.
He could just walk through it.
It's undoubtedly still connected to his house. It might be warded by a quick call to The Machine and he might be able to break those.
He could leave.
He could take what ingredients he'd need and run.
He could brew his own potion, administer his own cure. Live or die freely rather than locked in a tiny cell.
He might even survive.
Peter gets up and walks over to the fireplace, almost in a trance, fingers tracing the outline of wards he can see but not move, not without The Machine's help, anyway.
He drops his hand.
And what of The Machine?
What would happen to her.
Her vault is safe enough for the moment; whilst he has John's backing, but without it? If John cannot or chooses not to protect The Machine, then brilliant as she is... it would only take a few well placed explosives to ruin her.
He wanders back to the sofa and sits down once more, determinedly gazing out of the window instead. He'll not leave the children behind.*