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The past month- Months?- Had been strange. One night he'd found himself compelled to go out, as though something was calling to him. A silent siren song that had coaxed him into his car and out into the country.

Where had he gone? What had he done?

Those were the questions he had to ask himself when he woke up in the middle of Hyde park in a rumpled suit and a brand new body. ...Possibly brand new. Certainly new to him in that moment, since he couldn't recall much of anything from the past few weeks. His head was pounding, and he was in agony.

A large bird sat upon him. A hawk, he thought absently- Or maybe not. He couldn't seem to focus on it. Not when his gaze was so strongly drawn to all the blood. ...His blood.

"No," he said softly, trying to chase it away with a weak wave of his hand. "I'm free, you can't- He can't," he insisted, right before the world went dark. ...Not that it mattered. It would heal, he would heal. He always did. How else could the punishment continue?

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The effect was fascinating, and Felix wanted much more than thirty-six seconds to investigate it. Did he keep breathing? Did his heart keep beating? Would he be thirty-six seconds older when the bubble ended? There were too many questions to even begin asking them, and Felix had a task to accomplish, anyway.

The wizard's hands moved in complex patterns around the door and part of the wall, where his magic sensed the concentration of electricity that hinted at the security system sensors. Coaxing the energy to stop flowing through the system without triggering the alarm took a bit of a delicate touch. After that, disabling the lock on the door was simple.

"Whenever you like," Felix said, just before the time ran out. He kept one hand raised, holding the electricity in stasis, against its will and its natural course.

The universe was eager to return to its usual business, and there was only a flutter of a breeze to indicate anything had happened as the titan released 'time' from his hold.

"Lovely. How very clever," he added, nodding at the wizard's hand before heading inside.

"Thank you," Felix drawled, holding the magic until they both had stepped through the door. He closed it behind them, and then slowly lowered his hand, allowing the power to flow once more as if it had never been interrupted. Even confident as he was, Felix paused once he'd ended the spell just to make sure that no alarm seemed to sound. After a few seconds, he nodded.

"Well. Where to?"

"I believe the offices are this way," the titan said, speaking softly and gesturing for the wizard to follow. Honestly, he didn't know his way around the club that well, but he had a good sense of direction and a talent for finding things.

Felix knew exactly where Robin's office was. The puck did so enjoy dragging him back there. They were approaching from the other direction, but Felix paused in front of the correct door without question. "Yes, I'm... familiar."

The titan quirked a brow, gaze flickering over him. He didn't look surprised, or interested.

"Let's get in and out then, shall we?" he said, heading into the office, careful not to disturb anything.

Felix followed, with a slightly impish smile as he considered a vulgar comment in response. He was not quite so ill-mannered as to speak it aloud, though. "This is fun," he said instead as he closed the office door behind them. "I don't believe I've ever perpetrated a breaking-and-entering before. Delightful. I'll put it on my list of sins."

"It's not quite stealing from the gods, but I suppose it's amusing enough," the titan replied, scanning the room with that focused gaze that just teetered on the line of unsettling.

Silent, he approached what appeared to be a closet, gaze lingering on something he knew to be the puck's before pulling it open. Inside he could see his coat, and he lifted it carefully off the hanger it had been left on, checking the pocket and finding his keys and a dead cellphone inside.

"Lovely," he said, hooking it over the door as he carefully removed the coat Felix had loaned him and held it out in offering. "I was worried he might have gotten cross and tossed it," he admitted.

Felix was somewhat relieved to have his own coat back, and he draped it neatly over his arm. He didn't feel much like a burglar; oughtn't there be more skulking? "I'm almost shocked he hasn't come storming in. I suppose," he added, more thoughtfully, "that he might have hoped you'd come back for it."

"I suppose he could be watching us right now, waiting for a dramatic moment to burst in on us. ...I imagine if I bent you over his desk and took you from behind, he might come rushing in. He so hates being left out, my little puck," the titan hummed thoughtfully, the words clearly a term of endearment.

Smiling, he pulled on his coat and buttoned it up neatly.

Felix leaned back against the desk, one hand poised as though to support himself, and gave Prometheus an arch look as the titan buttoned up his coat. "Oh, that wasn't an offer?" he lilted, half a purr and half a tease. "It wouldn't be the first time I've been taken over this desk, but I'm sure it would be memorable."

"Oh, little phoenix. If I were inclined, I'd want to innovate, not offer a repeat performance," the titan said blandly. "Come, lets go before our luck runs out."

If? Felix indulged in half a moment of feeling rather insulted before he realized a much more interesting word Prometheus had said. Phoenix. There was a pet name no one had used on him before. He probably only meant it as a reference to Felix's hair and his magic... but might it be something else? Something more? The wizard frowned in confusion, trying to puzzle it out. Still, he pulled away from the desk.

At the last moment, before following Prometheus out, he paused, and turned half of the things on Robin's desk to face the opposite direction.

Prometheus was silent as he walked, retracing their steps, but not opening the door. He'd let the wizard handle that.

Felix thought he could, perhaps, see what Robin might see in Prometheus, but there was a distance there that the wizard couldn't quite breach. Perhaps he was beginning to understand why their relationship was contentious.

When they reached the door again, Felix swirled one hand to interrupt the electricity as he'd done before, but he'd forgotten how fickle lightning could be. It danced out of his grasp, tickled along his magic, and Felix's odd eyes went wide. "Oh, sh... go. Go now!"

His admonition carried just the hint of a half-hysterical laugh.

The titan didn't rush, not really. That wasn't his style- Not at the moment anyway.

"What, you don't think getting arrested would be an adventure?" he asked, walking only slightly brisker than usual as he pulled his coat tighter around himself.

"Not really, no!" Felix hissed, backing through the door as Prometheus cleared it, working furiously, but the electricity slipped through his fingers just as the door fell closed again. He had no idea if the alarm would sound or not, so he reached out for the light in the alley and began to draw it toward himself, deepening the shadows on instinct.

The titan watched this, gaze curious and assessing. Generally he didn't flaunt his power- Mostly because it rarely occurred to him to use it. It was so weak compared to how it had once been. However, it was powerful enough that snapping his fingers stopped the alarm and cloaked them in darkness. Clearly, he could have gotten them in and out without issue- He'd just wanted to see how the wizard would do it. He liked watching people solve puzzles.

There was a soft sound as he flicked his lighter, and a beat later a soft flame lit up their immediate space as he lit his cigarette.

"Thank you for helping me get my things, that was remarkably kind of you."

Felix allowed his own magic to fizzle out when he felt the sudden and simple power eclipse his own. He'd known Prometheus had something, but he'd never expected a display of total reality-altering power with a snap of the fingers. For a long moment, Felix just stared at him. And then, very quickly, he took a step back -- only then realizing that the darkness was much deeper than he had expected.

"Kindness had nothing to do with it," Felix answered, because he always deflected any insinuation that he might be at all nice. "You had my coat."

"Does that act usually work, phoenix?" the titan asked curiously. "It's very good- Bit less effective when you're cowering though."

His tone was light, and he smiled faintly. "Well, you have your coat back now, so I suppose our adventure is over."

A frown creased Felix's pretty features. He truly didn't understand what Prometheus meant by anything he'd said -- aside from the 'cowering' bit. His chin lifted; predictable defiance. "I would say that all things must end, eventually, but I suppose that isn't really true, is it." Not for Prometheus, certainly.

In a further bit of contrariness, he summoned his little green witch-lights. No matter that he might be seen. He'd prefer to see. Then, Felix bowed, and not even mockingly. "Good evening, then, Prometheus."

"Good night," the titan replied, a faint smile on his lips as he watched the red-haired wizard go.

Well, that had been interesting, but he supposed he ought to head home- That's what he was thinking as he glanced at the puck's club one more time before heading off down the road.

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