Imprints in Stone [AU]

[Carver Amell]

Carver heads for the oval, squatting on the edge of it, looking down into it. That's where I was standing, isn't it? "Maybe some booze?"

[Bethany]

"Whadda you mean?" Bethany asks curiously, poking around the treasure piles. "Huh. All one piece..."

[Tethras Clan]

It's a little hard to be sure, given the way the hideout is expanded but... yeah. That's where the sofa he'd been on should be. It  doesn't damage the floor at all, just the space above it: a oval sphere of space that is simultaneously white void and perfectly clear.

[Carver Amell]

"It started because I got drunk, right? So if I pretend to get drunk, then you and Silence go off to find Merrill...?"

[Varric]

"Couldn't hurt," Varric allows as he sticks his head into the treehouse. "Kitty beds. Because of course. Anyone see anything?"

[Tethras Clan]

"The not cat-cat cats won't play," Hunter offers. "Even when I sniffed the bitch not cat-cat cat. She yawned and licked her paw. Cats always play chased when I sniff them."

[Carver Amell]

"I mean, she removed the spot where I was standing," he point out. "But otherwise no."

[Varric]

"Removed it?" Varric asks, glancing over at Carver. "Hideout looks pretty here to me."

[Carver Amell]

He double-takes. "Wait, you don't see this?" 

Then he steps forward, into the bare spot. "Can you still see me now? I'm in the middle of it."

[Bethany]

"Carver!" Bethany screams, looking around wildly. "Where is he? Where did he go?" Hunter starts barking, rushing around sniffing while the other two present go on alert as well.

[Carver Amell]

He steps back out. "Okay, so you can't see me at all if I stand there?"

[Tethras Clan]

And then he's tackled- first by Hunter, then by his sister. Both of them babbling about him vanishing.

[Varric]

"The hells was that? What did you- how did you do that?" Varric demands, also moving closer and stashing Bianca again.

[Carver Amell]

"I-- I'm fine! I was only gone a few seconds!"

[Bethany]

"I-" Bethany shudder, pressing her face into his shoulder. Soft. Soft amour? "I couldn't- you- you were gone. It was- it felt like forever, like you were... never."