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And then the pathways slammed shut.

Oh, not all of them. Most of them simply rearranged themselves. But whatever had connected each camp to another had been violently stripped away. They were alone now, and they were easy prey. At least the winds had settled down...

The maze had grown more erratic, however. Instead of speeding up time for all, it was now slowing it down at random in different places. Anyone caught in a sudden bubble of it would find themselves slowing down compared to the rest of the world. Awkward.

[ camp one | camp two | camp three | ooc | note: feel free to mod knowledge of sholeh's gremlin key, dean's unicorn key, and the vault. ]

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lockestheway

"You know, I'm not going to ask," Peter decided. And-- okay, to say he didn't understand it would be a lie, actually, as much as people would love to believe it. It didn't come naturally, not the way that playing with fear and insecurity did, but that was something else.

He returned her squeeze with a slightly firmer one of his own. He didn't let go.

From:

whenshewasnice

"There's nothing to ask about," Natalie replied quietly, glancing up at his face then down again, brushing her thumb against his hand. "It is what it is."

From:

lockestheway

Valentine would have been great at handling this situation, Peter thought, and then immediately berated himself. Valentine wasn't here, and under the circumstances, he'd been handling himself well enough.

That'd be reassuring next time Bean decided to fire insults his way.

"Okay," he said. Pictured himself reaching out and patting her on the shoulder like one of those stupidly awkward guys in the bad comedy films his father used to watch.

Yeah, no. She seemed to know what she needed, anyway.

From:

whenshewasnice

Natalie didn't much care for Valentine, anyway.

She covered his hand with her other one, too – and there was something that she didn't do, there, although the thought crossed her mind. There were boundaries and the question of what was sensible. This was enough.

With another little squeeze, she released his hand.

From:

lockestheway

And Peter was forever going to be half-flabbergasted, half-grateful that there seemed to be at least one person in the multiverse who liked him better than they did his siblings.

He gave her a little nod and stuck his hands in his pockets. "You can hold it together," he said. "And we're not out of hope."

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whenshewasnice

And see, he wasn't even as bad at this as he maybe thought. Natalie gave him something that was not quite a smile, but... Well. She looked grateful, just for a second.

"I'll see you later, Peter."