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Anders muttered to himself as he came upon a clearing in the preserve. (It was one of Nathan's old favorites, chosen on the theory there had to be some memory of magic and power in the ground itself.) He'd brought supplies for a few days away with him: a small satchel of clothes jostled against the staff on his back, and Lachlan meowed from a makeshift sling on his chest.

But the knife in his hand was demanding more of his attention than the cat.

He knew he had to try the thing he'd come to the clearing to do. Blood magic was the only thing he'd looked at that offered even the faintest glimmer of a chance to get him to Kathy’s zombie-ridden version of Los Angeles. But throwing out all he'd heard about dealing with demons, about the risk of becoming an abomination -- it wasn't coming easily.

He closed his eyes and found a rock to sit on, trying to calm his nerves. He almost gave up on this whole mad scheme, but Kathy's words rang through his mind.

I'm so damn scared. I need you. I wish--I wish you were here with me. That you hadn't left me behind.

He'd left her. Now he had to go get her. And if dealing with a demon was what it took, so be it.

He prayed for forgiveness as he raised the blade to his palm.

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[OOC: Annnnd that’s it for Anders on the island for now. Preplayed with [livejournal.com profile] seekstruth. NFB, NFI.]

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