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[sunnydalealum]

It's not worth the effort, at this point, to make herself firmly visible.

Instead, Meg concentrates on making her voice as loud and solid and present as possible as she zips through the building, ignoring such petty obstacles as walls and floors and extremely surprised lawyers and mentally checking off sites of battle: "All out! Everybody out!" she shouts to Wells and Spoon, and "They're coming down, get ready!" to Buffy and the others in the lobby, and "We're all done, it's time to go!" to River and Spike, and "Find the others, get out now!" to Harth and Mel, and then back to the first group again, as fast as she can.

Everyone has to hear.

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[dreamer_fray]

Harth eyerolls around a semiconscious Juliet.

"Yeah, and I'm the Emperor Fabulus," he says.

[sunnydalealum]

Amy's fists clench, but she doesn't make a move.

"Just admit it!" she shouts.

And then, much lower: "You're from the future, aren't you."

[slayer_fray]

Mel gives Harth a sheepish look.

"What ga... stop that already... gave it away?"

[dreamer_fray]

"I don't want her waking up! She's unreasonable!"

Also, probably really pissed off. Harth does, however, loosen the hold enough to check on Juliet's state. She's very definitely unconscious, with a throat bruised all to hell, but she'll live. He slides her to the floor with exaggerated care and an eyeroll for his twin.

[sunnydalealum]

"But what are you doing here? Now? What's this about?"

Amy's only barely paying any attention to Harth now. This is important.

[slayer_fray]

Mel makes a concerted effort not to look like she's trying not to look at Harth, and lies outright.

"Saving your life."

[dreamer_fray]

Harth...




Says nothing. Conspicuously.

He pats Juliet idly on the head, keeping his expression blank, and waits to see what Mel comes out with next.

[sunnydalealum]

"...what?"

Amy stares.

"From what? Why me? How...?"

[slayer_fray]

Mel shakes her head and raises a finger to cut Amy off.

"Sorry. Paradoxes... doces? - can't give you too much.And we have to go soon.

"But get out, OK, Amy? Stop listening to them."

[dreamer_fray]

"Yeah, 'cause... Lawyers?" Harth puts in, possibly unhelpfully, as he saunters over.

"Even I know there's something wrong there, and not in a fun way."

[sunnydalealum]

She's nodding, a little dazedly. "Okay. Okay, but ..."

[slayer_fray]

"Sorry."

Mel glances back at Juliet to check she's breathing, placing a hand on Harth's shoulder.

"We only got a few seconds before the timeline reasserts itself. I'm guessing everything'll be OK, now."

Her other hand, holding the gun, rests against the holster, and now presses against the Security badge. She gives Amy a winning smile.

"Just follow your consien..."

And then they're just not there anymore.