Title: Know Your Quarry
Fandom: The Magnus Archives
Challenge/Prompt: Rare_Ship_Treasure_Trove - Blood and Thunder; Genprompt bingo - Repeats and Repetitions
Content Warnings: Implied/referenced canon-typical violence, but nothing graphic.
AO3 Link: here
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After everything, he didn’t think he would ever be here again.
Yet here he is like nothing’s changed.
Last year (it was last year; it’s been six months; he has to remember that) had been a flurry of activity. All this scrambling around looking for answers. Now there’s nothing but the Archivist’s purpose, the cold, mechanical, endless grind. Without the pretense of working hours there’s nothing to stop him for sinking into it and it terrifies him, how easy it truly is.
Yet here he is.
“Stop,” the Archivist says, but the Admiral just purrs and sprawls across Jon’s lap.
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They still don’t know when, or where, or, or—anything at all, really, beyond whatever breadcrumbs Elias deems acceptable—for all the good they do. The Unknowing is looming overhead like a bad cold and they—that is, he needs to—track down Breekon & Hope, track down puppets and circuses through stacks of unfiled statements—pick up Gertrude’s trail and pick at her leftovers—so much to do, so much—
There’s really no time for this.
“One minute,” Jon says sternly, but the Admiral just purrs and shoves his head into Jon’s good hand.
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