[And despite the hour, Fred's made her way up to the roof again. It's a particularly cold night, enough that she can see her breath as she settles down onto the old blanket she brought with her. She needs to think]
((OOC:Feel free to run into her on the roof at anytime))
I know I can't keep everyone safe, all of the time. It's a ridiculous notion and not as if any of you are incapable of protecting yourselves.
But sometimes I still feel compelled to try.
Because this, what we have together, I don't want to lose it. Not ever.
[But he knows that, ultimately, their fates are out of their hands and subject to the whim of a sentient castle. As happy as he was in Paris, he never forgot that one, simple inescapable truth.]
Making sure all the wards are up and running at both places. Making sure that we both carry vervain in some form on our person. And at least one stake. Other weapons can be whatever you fancy. Checking in at last morning and night. Although, I suspect that it's sort of a given that we'll be seeing each other quite regularly.
Wesley, the tower doesn't have a ward. It can't. Not with Harmony there. I asked Willow about it after I moved in, but anything that's really effective can't be filtered that way.
[It occurs to Fred they never had this specific conversation. Wesley had been compelled not long after she accepted Harmony's invitation, and there'd simply been bigger things to focus on]
But the vervain is simple enough. I still have several plants. The locket too.
[Why had that not even crossed his mind? He inwardly kicks himself. All of this time he'd thought she'd been more protected than she was. It's too late now, however, to worry about had already been done.]
All right, then. I suppose it will have to do. You're still combat training with Elektra?
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But sometimes I still feel compelled to try.
Because this, what we have together, I don't want to lose it. Not ever.
[But he knows that, ultimately, their fates are out of their hands and subject to the whim of a sentient castle. As happy as he was in Paris, he never forgot that one, simple inescapable truth.]
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Of course she wasn't want what they have -- what they've worked for -- to be lost. But there's no way that she can promise it won't be either.
If anything the loss of Spike and Lorne has just reinforced that.
Finally there's another sigh, whisper soft]
Alright. What exactly does 'trying' look like?
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Making sure all the wards are up and running at both places. Making sure that we both carry vervain in some form on our person. And at least one stake. Other weapons can be whatever you fancy. Checking in at last morning and night. Although, I suspect that it's sort of a given that we'll be seeing each other quite regularly.
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[It occurs to Fred they never had this specific conversation. Wesley had been compelled not long after she accepted Harmony's invitation, and there'd simply been bigger things to focus on]
But the vervain is simple enough. I still have several plants. The locket too.
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All right, then. I suppose it will have to do. You're still combat training with Elektra?
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Every Friday, like clockwork.