[He doesn't stop the man from turning around to leave - after all, this was it. The prelude to their final separation, the ending that had lied in front of them the entire time.
He'll expect attempts on his life, of course. But the two of them simply could not exist together on this stage at the same time, and one of them must exit the play permanently.
And, in the end -
James left for the continent, along with Watson - the man had insisted, despite his (admittedly weak) protests, and most of the gang was quickly apprehended as they traveled in Europe.
All...except for two, of course.
And when he stepped foot onto the soil where the falls were, he knew. There was an inexorable pull on his soul, something that tugged and told him that this was where it would all come to an end.
And on that gray, miserable day...Watson was called away, an obvious distraction, yet...he was glad. Even if he felt nothing beyond the base fondness for humans for the man, he didn't want him to get wrapped up in this - in the moment where a monster split into two ended itself.
Standing there, he finished the note for the doctor and secured it carefully, trusting he'd find it before the winds carried it away - and turned to face the path down towards safety, waiting for that one man to come.]
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[He doesn't stop the man from turning around to leave - after all, this was it. The prelude to their final separation, the ending that had lied in front of them the entire time.
He'll expect attempts on his life, of course. But the two of them simply could not exist together on this stage at the same time, and one of them must exit the play permanently.
And, in the end -
James left for the continent, along with Watson - the man had insisted, despite his (admittedly weak) protests, and most of the gang was quickly apprehended as they traveled in Europe.
All...except for two, of course.
And when he stepped foot onto the soil where the falls were, he knew. There was an inexorable pull on his soul, something that tugged and told him that this was where it would all come to an end.
And on that gray, miserable day...Watson was called away, an obvious distraction, yet...he was glad. Even if he felt nothing beyond the base fondness for humans for the man, he didn't want him to get wrapped up in this - in the moment where a monster split into two ended itself.
Standing there, he finished the note for the doctor and secured it carefully, trusting he'd find it before the winds carried it away - and turned to face the path down towards safety, waiting for that one man to come.]