WOT: Vacation III

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It was a long way down into nothing.

Sal peered over the edge of the island-like thing that she and her family were on.  Kurt and the kids were doing their thing in the background (in all honesty, she didn't know what they were doing), but she was preoccupied with observing the dizzying drop.

Her hands clutched the tree root tightly as she leaned over even more.  It was breathtaking, the light that came from seemingly nowhere was everywhere all at once, as though the entire world was lit by something beyond it.  Her heart hammered in her chest as she settled back under the shade of the tree, hand resting gently on her stomach.  She felt a vague twittering there, as though the little one inside was asserting her presence.

All in all, things were getting better.  She watched the castle recede as the island moved, and sighed, at peace with everything.

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She tilted her head and turned around slightly, eyes going wide when she saw the newcomer.

"Who - ?"

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It was the young dark-haired Burgite from the war, his face creased into a friendly smile as his blue eyes danced with laughter. "The name's Pete. Ye minds if I sits?"

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"Nice t' meet ye, Pete," Sal said, wondering why this kid looked so familiar. She'd seen him in the war, but it was almost as though she knew him from somewhere else.

"What're you here fer?" she inquired.

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He shrugged and came to hunker near her, a safe distance from the edge, one arm resting over his knee as his twinkling blue eyes studied her. "Havin' a break before I goes out again, I guesses."

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"Ah," she said. "What do ye do?"

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"Fixes things." He turned to watch a turkey fly from one of the massive floating trees to a smaller jungle a little ways away, his profile showing cleanly in the light.

He had Kurt's chin. And Sal's mom's nose.

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She frowned slightly, noticing the similarity, but still not understanding what it meant.

"What things?"

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"Time-lines, mostly." He turned back with a grin that couldn't hide a slightly sad look in his eyes. "Was jes' makin' sure a war went the way it was 'sposedta."

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Sal's eyes went wide. It was one of those moments where things clicked.

"Our war."

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He nodded. "Yeah, b'y."

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"Who are you?"

She knew - or at least she had a general idea - who he was. She just wanted to hear it from him.