You feel like there is something you should do but can't think of it

Physically you'd healed from everything ... almost everything, and mentally it had been a few days since you'd gotten hurt. However, having had your spine snapped in half in two places, most of your flesh burned or frozen, your internal organs cooked and not to mention the sand in all your crevices, frankly the call of the bath is too loud to think of anything else.

With Clare beside you head to the bath. The dorm is empty, entire not even the sound of people in their rooms. No attendant in their office by the front door, and empty dinning hall. When you reach the baths and walk into the middle class changing room there isn't a towel off a hook.

Stripping and throwing your closes into a cleaning closet you walk into the bath area. It is as empty the rest of the building save for Clare and you. You dive into the water and let it clean you off.

After a lazy dive you surface and float on your back looking over at Clare as she waded towards you and lifting her legs to float beside you. "You'd think this place had been bombed." You joke to Clare who laughs.

"Nobles, can't handle a simple nuclear explosion or eight." She said back.

"Ha ha," you chuckle at her. "Holy fuck I almost died." That knowledge had been there for a while but only now did it present itself. At least it did so rather politely, no sudden break down in your room or on the walk, it waited until you were beginning to relax as if it were the most gentlemanly of man servants applying the most expect of blackjacks before robbing your blind of all sense.

"That was quite the metaphor." Clare said as her hands touched your shoulders pulling you towards the stairs. She sat down and rested your head on her thighs just below the waters surface leaving your ears exposed. You looked up at her matronly face that did not have her customary slutty smoulder. "Yeah you did." her voice wavered for a moment and she smile and started combing her fingers through your hair. "But you came back to me."

"Said I would." You answered as the mortal terror that had asserted its grip on you relaxed under her gentle affection. "All it cost me was a hand." You lifted up your stump and looked at it. "For now at least." Gabrielle was here so she'd be able to fix that in a few days. "No harm done in the end."

"Tell me what happened." Clare said rather than comment on your glibness.

"After I tackled Delilah away from the -"

"I mean after that. I felt, you," she ran her fingers over your cheek, "disappear for while, just leaving your body behind."

"Like when we talk in our dreams?" You ask and she nods. You take a deep breath and recount everything. The first vision where you cut off your hand, then the bay, the lava tube, Eve's past. Clare made a slight flinch as you mention Phile, you aren't sure but you think you found a line for Clare, sexual manipulation and betrayal is something you should avoid.

"What happened to the poker?" Clare asked still stroking your head.

"Huh?"

"The poker."

"It was just a part of the vision."

She stopped stroking and looked at your quizzically. "You said it was in your hand when you woke up, but I didn't see when I arrived."

You blinked up at her. You had said that hadn't you. "Ah sorry misremembered, can't bring something physical out of a vision right." Clare didn't answer but she did drum her fingers on your head in thought. "Can you?"

"No, it's," she shook her head. "Creating matter with magic should be possible if you believed and understood what you were making on an atomic level but that would take, days of concentration and planning." She patted your head. "You did well. I'll talk with Eve when they've had a chance to cool off, but we should keep Gabrielle far away from them for a while."

"Nah, I'm sure they'll get along like a house on fire." Your joke earns a smile but no laughter. "What Eve went through, Phile, making her like her grandmother." You paused to think of how to put your thoughts into words. "Do you think my mother could have been one of you? She seems, seemed kinda Omniscient."

"Nah, I'd know if one my kind had been here since the last time."

You blink at her. "Last time?" Clare winced and gave you a sorry expression. "What you've been in this world ... wait is Eve your granddaughter?!" Clare chewed her lip for a moment, she'd never lied to you before but she had left some things out so her sister couldn't accuse her of cheating.

Clare sighed and leaned down to kiss your forehead. "Zara was not one of our kind, how she could see the future, I honestly don't know, using magic to the see the future in this world is possible but not even close to her level."

"Oh my god I'm fucking your granddaughter. And so are you."

Clare gave a hearty laugh. "No Eve is not my granddaughter. When my sister were here last time, some new things happened and we left pretty quickly."

"So Eve is your sister granddaughter."

"No, she's never given birth before. Something I'm hope we can change." Clare flashed your a dirty smile. "Can't you just picture it, my sister, belly full of your kids while she rest on her knees look up at as while you fuck my pussy above her face. Listening to her begging to get a chance to taste our cum."

You cleared your throat. "No distracting me with pervyness," Clare pouted. "What the fuck happen, last time."

"I managed to get her to give in to her libido and she fucked a woman. After that she went through a puritanically led existential crisis and we ditch this world until you." Clare shrugged. "Well before Eve's time trust me."

You relaxed into her lap again and closed your eyes. "So what do you think my mother is planning?"

"Conqure the world from beyond the grave."

"Oh absolutely, but I mean before that." You both laughed together and you opened your eyes to look up at her.

"Have to ask my sister, she's the one who stalked you before you were even born remember." You both pause for a few beats. "I made it weird didn't I."

"Little bit yeah."

"Think a quick titjob from your zygote stalker's sister would ease the weirdness?" Clare had a broad smirk and you knew she was proud of that and she squeeze her elbows together to make her boobs push out, eclipsing the view of her face.

"Been waiting for a chance to say that haven't you?"

"No." She said innocently as her free hand started stroking your stomach. "Maybe a just blowjob?" You both laughed. Her hand reached down and finger ran along your length to confirm her serious intentions despite the joke.

You thought about it. A few minutes before you went to check in with Asune shouldn't be that ... wait ... why does checking in with someone make you feel a sense of rising dread ... "OH NO!" You jumped up in the pool. "Did you make me and Delilah invisible when we were fighting, at any point?" Clare shook her head. "So everyone in the city would have heard earth shaking explosions and see two people with wings fighting in mid-air last night."

Clare gave a no committal, "Moon wasn't bright and Eve stopped a lot of the bright flames once you took her away from the academy."

"So, any chance the Queen wouldn't think I'm to blame for the disturbance?"

Clare rolled her eyes. "Relax, she probably doesn't even know your back yet."

"Except that last night there were two flying people fighting and this morning three flying people returned to the academy. People were probably looking up."

Clare thought about it for a second. "Huh. Maybe I should just give you a handjob."