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WILL:

“ I’m sorry, did you say something? I couldn’t hear you over the sound of me being RIGHT. ”

        ❝ you know, i could have REFUSED to tell you. in the interest of honesty, i thought it was important you know. ❞

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WILL:

           “ you know how much I HATE to say I told you so, but… I told you so. ”

        ❝ SMUGNESS doesn’t become you, will. ❞

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Okay…so in Normandy Colonel Korba goes “you should have stayed in England with Professor Tesla”

and reading through the Wikipedia page on the real Montague John Druitt, I found this: “After graduating, he was employed as an assistant schoolmaster at a boarding school…”

WHO KEEPS LETTING THE FIVE TEACH?! GUYS. THIS IS A BAD IDEA.

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CHRISTINA:

“That’s sort of a relief. I just don’t want her being to mad at me for to long, but it’s better for me here, and plus you can keep an eye on me.”

       ❝ i know how hard it can be...coming to terms with the...abnormalities of your nature. I’M GLAD YOU’RE HERE. i got your father through it. i’m glad you won’t have to go through it alone. ❞

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       a wide grin spreads across helen’s lips when helena slips back into bed. truth be told, she’s not typically one for lounging around, but the sanctuary is still relatively empty and helen feels she has quite the EXQUISITE CREATURE already in front of her.

       ❝ well that’s good, because i was rather hoping we could make a day of enjoying each other’s company. what do YOU think ? ❞

               { @theinkisindelible // cont’d }

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CHRISTINA:

@doctorofasskicking

“So, how long was the conversation from mum trying to get you to change my mind and work for the Warehouse?”

       ❝ oh, don’t worry about your mother. i know how to handle her. she saw things my way...EVENTUALLY. ❞

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JANET:

                          ❝ i don’t need a psychiatrist; i need to get home. i need to— ❞  // @doctorofasskicking

       ❝ doctor, i need you to relax for me. i need that before with proceed with anything else, alright ? ❞

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SAMANTHA:

“I don’t think it’s an old saying.” Flopping down, she stretched her leg out. “I didn’t slip past her, she was much more concerned with Jack’s concussion.”

        helen sighed. ❝ just stay off it for now, or i’ll have to put you on bedrest myself. and i would hate to have to call janet and let her know how RECKLESS you’ve been. ❞

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JAMES:

“No, no. The phone would have sufficed,” James said with a chuckle. “How did you convince her that it was the truth? I know her background is .. unique. But that doesn’t preclude the possibility that you were lying, in her mind at least.”

       ❝ oh you know...i broke out a few PHOTOGRAPHS, mentioned some old friends, that sort of thing. but like you said, her background is unique. i think she would have accepted it without proof just to feel a little less ALONE. ❞

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NIKOLA:

            FROM HERE.        ( @doctorofasskicking )

           His face gentles at her change in tone and a long hand rests atop hers ; the touch feels far more intimate than it truly is, his carefully constructed walls falling slightly at her smile.            “ You never need to thank me, Ljubavi. “

       it’s been a long time since he’s called her that. it harkens back to another lifetime. before ashley, before the mess with SCIU, before he’d even technically been considered dead. ❝ nikola... ❞ she feels emotion well up within her, emotion she’s afraid to name because EVERY TIME SHE DOES, it slips through her fingers. she wants to kiss him again, wants to pull him close and not let him go. but they don’t work like that...do they ?

       she turns her head before it OVERWHELMS her, trying to snap herself back into their usual banter. ❝ have you got the power grid up and working yet ? or were you busy examining my wardrobe ? ❞

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Is that a new outfit, or are you simply always this attractive?" Light eyes rake over Helen's form, shameless, an arrogant smirk making light of the intensity in his gaze. He knows the answer, of course, but teasing her is so enjoyable. (post sanctuary for none maybe?)

       ❝ considering most of my wardrobe literally went up in smoke, mostly everything is a new outfit, so thank you for noticing. ❞ she gives him her usual cheeky smile and returns the banter easily, though she’ll admit her cheeks DARKEN ever so slightly. she sobers a moment, and catches his arm, eyes meeting his and her smile now more sincere. ❝ thank you, nikola. for everything. ❞

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Awakening || theinkisindelbile

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HELENA:

            One hundred and eleven years. She supposes that should come as more of a shock than it does, but this had been her intent all along, after all - waking to an entirely different world. And even with her sight still impaired Helena can clearly tell Helen is different ; she sees long, dark hair where there should be golden curls, an interesting development that she’ll be sure to pursue later.             “ Not as glad as I am, I assure you. “        She takes Helen’s hand and squeezes, lips pulling into a ghost of a smile.        “ Now, care to share how you’re still here, Darling? You’ve told me many things, but I certainly don’t recall you ever mentioning this. “

       a soft smile quirks at helen’s lips and she offers a gentle shrug. ❝ well it’s not the sort of thing one really talks about on THE FIRST DATE, helena. ❞ god, how she’s missed this. helen magnus has known many a remarkable woman, but none has made quite the same impact as HELENA WELLS.

       ❝ let’s just say there was an experiment at oxford, and everyone involved got certain...GIFTS. mine has allowed me to still be here. ❞

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HELENA:

     FROM HERE.

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            “ I- thank you, although you hardly need to indulge my nervous habits. “        She sighs, sinking into Helen’s touch until the older woman pulls away. Helen’s fingers working in her hair is soothing, but her mind still races.             “ Thank you Helen, really, I’m simply… trying to wrap my head around it at the moment. “         God, she’s done it now, hasn’t she? She and Charles barely manage to scrape by as it is, and the Warehouse-             But then there it is, the part she hasn’t gotten to yet. Might as well get out with it.             “ Right. Nikola. I don’t suppose you have any suggestions on how not to frighten him with this? “

       helen’s hands FREEZE for a moment. nikola. she should have known, honestly, but the thought of him as a responsible adult, never mind a parent, is so utterly laughable she hadn’t even entertained the possibility. 

       but there it is.

       ❝ i... ❞ her words are stuck in her throat and she has to clear it to jump start her brain again. ❝ NOT REALLY, i’m afraid. honestly, with nikola, i’ve found it’s best to just let him have his tantrum and go from there. hiding things only makes him CURIOUS. and then he finds out anyway and you look like you were hiding things from him. ❞

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SAMANTHA:

“It’s fine, really. If it wasn’t, Janet would’ve slapped a bed rest on me.” If she’d had the time to look at it before Sam booked it off base, that was. 

       ❝ mhm. because soldiers have never mysteriously slipped past their cmos before. i’ve been playing this game A LONG TIME, samantha. what’s that old saying ? dont play a player ? ❞

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JAMES:

Feeling his years today, James looked tired and worn out as Helen looked up at him. Her hand on his and the kiss to his cheek meant more to him than he would ever let on. The walls he had built around himself grew thicker every day. Helen was one of only a couple of people who could get past them and really see James.

Eyes closing as he felt her lips on his cheek, James didn’t see the sadness in her features and that was probably for the best. Only opening his eyes again once he’d heard the click of the cog fitting into place, he blushed from embarrassment, despite himself.

“I couldn’t get it to fit,” he said holding up his hands. “Intricate machinery and big hands do not mix well.”

He tried to move his leg and found he could do so once again. Letting out a long breath, he gave Helen a small smile - trying to hide his humiliation and frustrations at his body. But he doubted he could truly hide any of it from Helen.

“Thank you.”

      ❝ ah. and to think they always said there was no advantage to a woman’s fragile body parts. ❞

       she was TEASING of course. the humiliation wasn’t hard to see, but helen wasn’t once to call attention to people’s insecurities. she cared about james. she would only address the emotional wound if it seemed to fester.

       ❝ of course. anything to help my NEAREST AND DEAREST. ❞ he got another smile from her. ❝ you don’t have to be ashamed of your age or disability with me, james. i hope you KNOW that. ❞

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       ❝ to be fair, i told her about the five of us more than all of us specifically. besides, you weren’t exactly AROUND to ask. would you have had me hold a seance ? ❞

              { @doctorjameswatson // cont’d }

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Awakening || theinkisindelbile

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HELENA:

            “ If this isn’t real, I’m certainly doing a better job of deluding myself these days. “             Shaking hands leverage herself farther up the pillows she’s propped against, her gaze fixed on the shape she’s identified as Helen - wherever they are is blessedly dim, at least.             “ How long has it been, then? “        The only marks of time she can judge from are in her own fragmented mind ; what had seemed so unfathomably long in her thoughts but that had no practical application here, the hypersensitivity she felt to every sound and touch.             Has it even been so long, if Helen’s here with her?

        how long has it been ? bloody hell. that’s a question, isn’t it ? even for helena, it’s been a long time. FOR HELEN, who has now been through most of her timeline twice, it’s been even longer.

       ❝ by my calculations ? ONE HUNDRED AND ELEVEN YEARS. nearly twelve. i’m very glad to see you again.❞