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No Way Home
He seeps in through the imperceptible seams around the crystal window. The oily purple smoke he currently inhabits the form of swirling in agitation around the second floor of his tower, unable to bring himself into cohesive physical form from sheer anger.
That anger manifests outwards when the form of air changes to that of fire. Ixis Naugus screams his fury and frustration, flames flowing over his room in waves, consuming everything in the room that isn't stone. Books, parchment, blankets all catch fire, collateral damage in the mage's supreme outrage.
But the flames soon weaken, gutter, die. Everything is scorched black all around him but he couldn't care less. He is left defeated, falling to his knees, his staff slipping from his hand and clattering to the ground.
There is no way home. His Mobius is gone. He doesn't know how, but the doctor's done it. Reality is rewritten and he is locked out of it. Trapped. Exiled.
His anger has dissipated with the flames and Ixis Naugus just slumps further to the floor in despair.
That anger manifests outwards when the form of air changes to that of fire. Ixis Naugus screams his fury and frustration, flames flowing over his room in waves, consuming everything in the room that isn't stone. Books, parchment, blankets all catch fire, collateral damage in the mage's supreme outrage.
But the flames soon weaken, gutter, die. Everything is scorched black all around him but he couldn't care less. He is left defeated, falling to his knees, his staff slipping from his hand and clattering to the ground.
There is no way home. His Mobius is gone. He doesn't know how, but the doctor's done it. Reality is rewritten and he is locked out of it. Trapped. Exiled.
His anger has dissipated with the flames and Ixis Naugus just slumps further to the floor in despair.
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He's quiet a moment.
"...I suppose now is as good a time as any to admit I miss her. Were she by my side, none of this would seem so...chaotic."
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"It's easier to deal with things with a friend around." Were they more than friends? It's not really her place to ask, and now is really not the time to bring up his children either. "What do you think she would do, if she were here?"
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"She was quite incredible and I don't know if I ever properly told her that." This loss of all of Mobius and the life he's known is sort of bringing things back to the surface. Other instances of loss.
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"She knew. I'm sure she knew, because she knew you. She'd seen you at your worst and at your best. And if I can tell, being notoriously bad at this 'feelings' stuff, I have no doubt she'd figured it out."
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A darkness passes over Naugus' face as he slips his hand free of Verity's and curls it into a tight fist. That fist soon bangs hard enough on the table that it makes his teacup rattle.
"He's taken everything from me! Uma died because of his toxic city! The Arachne died in the same prison capsules that drove me mad! And now this! I cannot express how much I hate him!"
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"So don't let him win. Get them back."
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The mage looks over at Verity slowly, his ears doing a few confused twists and twitches as he tries to piece together what she's saying.
"What do you mean?"
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Time travel of varying kinds beyond the normal isn't unheard of where she's from. People go backward, forward, diagonally, weaving through forgotten pasts and dead futures and sometimes even on purpose. Why couldn't he?
"If you could open a portal through time, you could bring them here."
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You can nearly see his mind racing in that moment, eyes darting slightly, ears doing more of those thoughtful twitches.
"No, no. I don't know a thing about time. My realm is the elements. To hazard this would be foolishness." He sounds more like he's trying to convince himself of that notion than actually stating it, though.
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He could stop Eggman before he ruined it all.
"...How could I do this? And wouldn't I meet with myself? Paradoxes and the like."
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The questions make her smile, but she puts on a more serious expression before she turns to face him. "It would be tricky. I don't know magic, you know that, but there might be someone or something around here that could help with that part. As for the planning... that'll take a lot of time. The more things you try to change, the less likely you are to be successful. There's no way to predict how a single change will affect other events you want to influence. I have some books about time travel and alternate dimensions if you'd like to borrow them. They're mostly theoretical, but the principles are generally sound."
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"I feel this is also something prudent to keep under your hat, Verity. I don't need people knowing a personal undertaking like this. Or like your Loki, assume the worst that I would ever consider chronomancy combined with Nexus and portal magicks."
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"Of course I won't tell anyone. Why would I?"
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"Neither of you behaved entirely well, and you clearly got on each other's nerves. Like I said. I won't be inviting him back here. And since he has nothing to offer that could possibly interest you, wouldn't it be better to put him out of your mind?"
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"I'm sorry. You're being kind and patient and I'm being petulant in return. I'm just...very bad about letting go of a slight or a grudge." Very, very, very bad. The absolute worst. He will fume on things for years. It's what keeps him so spry in his advanced age.
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