[musebox au for Miles]
Sep. 7th, 2018 06:17 pmCalling it “the crossroads” was, in Reeve’s opinion, a rather on-the-nose descriptor. But he appreciated the place for what it was — not Vegas, firstly and foremost. The fact that people came and went freely here was fascinating to Reeve, especially with the free exchange of information that accompanied travelers. It seemed that once open to the crossroads, any world could establish a permanent portal here. If he could utilize that information in reverse, he could open portals home for himself and Miles. No one would stop them from leaving — or from traveling from one world to another, if they chose.
Except that he hadn’t figured out precisely how to open those portals just yet. His own home was still out of reach, and while he’d been successful opening portals in general, none of them matched the world Miles called home either.
He’d keep trying, if only because he believed Miles wanted to find a way back. He did as well, of course. There was no telling if the time disruption was still in place, and the WRO couldn’t be left unsupervised indefinitely. But Reeve was less anxious to leave this place than he’d been to leave Loki’s domaine — especially because he wasn’t quite sure what would happen between him and Miles if he managed it. Life in the crossroads was good, and that wasn’t something Reeve had been able to say often in his life. He liked it here. He was in no hurry to leave the life they’d built. And he wouldn’t be sharing that thought with Miles any time soon. His gunshy lover might well bolt just at the words. Maybe he’d open a portal directly to his world through sheer panic. The thought made Reeve chuckle to himself, pausing his calculations and setting the notebook down at their coffee table.
Except that he hadn’t figured out precisely how to open those portals just yet. His own home was still out of reach, and while he’d been successful opening portals in general, none of them matched the world Miles called home either.
He’d keep trying, if only because he believed Miles wanted to find a way back. He did as well, of course. There was no telling if the time disruption was still in place, and the WRO couldn’t be left unsupervised indefinitely. But Reeve was less anxious to leave this place than he’d been to leave Loki’s domaine — especially because he wasn’t quite sure what would happen between him and Miles if he managed it. Life in the crossroads was good, and that wasn’t something Reeve had been able to say often in his life. He liked it here. He was in no hurry to leave the life they’d built. And he wouldn’t be sharing that thought with Miles any time soon. His gunshy lover might well bolt just at the words. Maybe he’d open a portal directly to his world through sheer panic. The thought made Reeve chuckle to himself, pausing his calculations and setting the notebook down at their coffee table.