milliways_bar | (no subject)

Now here is something you don't see everyday. In fact, it was supposed to be impossible. Guess Tim must a lied about that, too. Or maybe it's just that two REAL Tims can't be in bar at one time. Or not. Could just be Tim's decided to break the rules, for something important.

Either way, Tim and Hellspawn are engaged in a rather heated argument. Well, one side of it is heated. Tim is taking the abuse from his 'son' rather levelheadedly.

"You can't do this." Hellspawn rails. "Do you know what I have here?"

"I know." Tim replies quite calmly. "And yes, I can do this. And yes, I am doing this. It has to be done."

"Why? Why does 'it have to be done'" mocking his creator as only Hellspawn can.

"It is intrensic in a Tim to hurt people, the ones he cares about. The life of a Tim nessicitates that we do so, never meaning to. We bring harm just by living. And this place should be quite of it."

"I haven't-"Hellspawn begins to object

But he isn't allowed to get that far. "Molly. Ginny. Agnes. Need I go on? You hurt them without trying. We're both going. That's final. Be glad that i ahve given you time to make your goodbyes."

The masked boy stares at his 'father' for a moment, fuming, before he storms off outside, to get some air. Tim stays seated where he is, his eyes closed, a tear in the corner of his eye.

"It's for the best."

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And there's a concerned looking Molly at his elbow.

"Tim? Are you all right? I could have sworn I saw Jack walking toward the back door..."

A brief nod to her.

"Yes, that was him."

"I thought that the two of you could both be here at the same time."

She's eyeing him warily as she slips into the chair beside him and puts a hand over his.

"Somethings wrong."

"It's not so mucha rule, as a guidline, really."

Typical wizard stetament.

"We're leaving."

"..."

Molly blinks, and her grip on his hand tightens.

"Leaving? As in leaving?"

He forces a smile at her.

"We've done enough damage here, I think. Time to spread it out some."

"But..."

You can't go! You're my brother! You're my friend! It won't ever be the same without you!

"I'll miss you."

A tear falls unchecked from her eye.

He reaches out, pulling her into a hug.

"Sometimes, people have to leave. It's just life."

She buries her face against him and nods unhappily.

She is unashamedly soaking the front of his shirt as she holds onto him tightly.

"When?"

It's probably a little muffled sounding, but she's not quite willing to let him go, yet.

"A little under two weeks."

He's not going to cry. Not in front of her.

That's okay... she'll do enough of that for both of them.

She sniffles and finally loosens her grip on him. She'll probably do this all over again at least once before he leaves.

"You're both going?"

"Gotta be both."

He shrugs, absently.

"I'm going to ensure no Tim ever returns here."

"Not ever?"

Her chin is wobbling again, and a stray tear leaks out.

"Can I visit your world? Or will I just... never see you again?"

He strokes her hair.

"I'll leave youa key, if you so wish."

She nods, fervently.

"I might be able to open a gate. But a key would be good."

She sniffs, and chokes back a sob trying to work its way into her throat.

"I'm sorry... I don't mean to fall apart on you like this. It's just... you were my first friend here."

He strokes her hair.

"I'll always be your friend, should you need me."

Plot!

yep.

"I'll always need you for my friend."

She takes a deep breath.

"I'd better get out of here before I start blubbering again."

She hugs him once more and kisses his cheek.

"Don't you dare leave early."

"Wouldn;t dream of it. I'll be leaving saturday the 20th."

Cause, yup, sneaking out early.

She studies his face for another moment, then kisses his cheek again, and scurries away.

She'll say goodbye to Jack later. She's had enough break for this evening, thanks.