lydiascreams | [030. Everybody's gotta find their way out. Shining through the dark.]

[Friends]
[Lydia doesn't look too happy, but it's hard to tell what, exactly, is off about her. She's definitely concerned and overall, there's something heavier about her posture, her expression.

She's sitting by her desk and beside her communicator is, a pile of the books given to her for Christmas about the supernatural and about banshees. She's been studying.]

I know a lot of people have been feeling off since we got back from the port. I was in the infirmary myself for over a day. But there's something else going on. Something about the Barge is different, I don't know what, exactly. But I can feel it.

It's not death, but almost like a shadow. We all need to be careful. [She knows not everyone she considers her friend knows she's a banshee. But she cares about them so she wants to warn them. She's just not ready to announce it to the entire barge and cause panic.]

[Andrew]
[That's not the only thing worrying her, however. She has her warden item, her key, in her hand and is looking down at it when she starts the video to her inmate.]

Hey. I think we need to talk.

[Spam - Kira]
[She has heard about Kira being awake again after her time at the infirmary. She hasn't been over there to see her yet, though. And she hasn't really talked to her since the day she learned about Jackson.

And she knows it's about time for her to apologize. Or-- at least make things clearer. So she makes her way over to Kira's room and knocks on her door, hoping she's actually there so they can get this over with.]

[Allison]
[She feels silly, leaving her a message like this. But she used to write her texts before coming here, before Allison's arrival. Of things she needed to talk to her best friend about. And she has been talking to her in her room, but right now she feels like she can't leave because she has research to do. To stop someone else from getting hurt. So this will have to do.]

I need you to wake up. If something bad's about to happen, [And it is.] I need to know for sure you're okay.

[Jean]
[She's been meaning to do this since he arrived, but there's been so much going on, she never actually followed through with it. But now that she's talking to him again, she figures he's waited long enough.]

Hey Jean, can I ask you something?

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You're probably right.

You never met another banshee from your world?

No. [She pauses, takes a deep breath, then goes on.]

My friends met one, briefly. She knew I was in trouble and she could hear me. I didn't realize this at the time, but it was almost like we are all connected. Like we can hear each other the same way we hear the dead.

Of course, she was in a mental hospital, I assume because she admitted to hearing voices.

[It's the first time he's heard of the concept of a mental hospital, but since Cambridge explained mental health as being akin to the treatment of physical injuries, it makes more sense.]

...and nobody knew she was telling the truth, because that's all a secret, where you're from.

[Lydia nods slightly, pursing her lips together.]

Magic, and the supernatural. Most people try to find logical, human explanations to all of it. They're too afraid to accept it. And-- when it's real, they assume the person is crazy. I thought I was going insane for a long time before I was able to wrap my head around it.

I'm sorry.

...I'd like to help, however I can. Nobody ought to feel like they don't understand what they are.

I just wish I knew what I could do to- help.

Thanks, Merlin. I really appreciate your help.

[She takes a deep breath, hesitating before going on.]

I feel like there's one thing I can do to try and find answers. But-- I'm not ready to do it yet.

...what is it?

Go home. Search through my family history, see if I can find anything unusual. Ask my mom about it in a backwards way that she won't notice. [But...]

I need to get my deal, first. I can't go home when things are still the way they were when I left.

[He nods.]

Have you spoken to anyone else on board? There are people here who've travelled a lot, seen a lot. They may not have the same kind of banshees in their world but they might be able to help you.

I have.

I spoke with Vergil and now Dean. Vergil has met banshees in his world before, but they were different. [And then there's Sylvanas who's an actual banshee on board, but they don't exactly get along.]

And Dean knows of them. Most of the other banshees are dead, though. And I'm not. My body is pretty much just human.

They weren't able to tell you anything that would help you? I'm sorry.

[He had to spend more than half his life having to work things out for himself. He wouldn't want that for anyone else.]

It's difficult with all of us being from different worlds.

I learned some when I was-- a different me, the one from another barge. She had control over her abilities. [But she's a terrible person.]

[He hesitates, not sure what to make of that. As much as he doesn't want to change the subject, this seems important...?]

There are other Barges?

[Oh. He doesn't know. She doesn't mind the change of subject much, though. This is important. So she nods.]

Two others, at least. With different versions of us. [One where Alan, a guy version of her best friend, lives. And the second one...]

The one we keep running into, is what people call the mirror barge. There are versions of all of us in there, but they're different. They had different experiences, they became someone else along the way. Most of them are not good people.

[Trying to process this. Not straightforward.]

So you - you met another version of yourself?

Not-- exactly.

[This is just a complicated question overall, but at least Merlin is smart.]

When the barges collide, only one version of you exists. So the first time it happened, I was in her head for a few days. I remember what happened during that time. And I also remember some of who she is, what led her to the barge and everything.

The second time, she was in my head. But I had control. So I assume she has my memories now.

I think I understand.

[Kinda. Mostly?]

What was different about your other self, that gave her control?

She had someone who taught her about it.

The werewolf who bit us, she joined his pack. [And became a psychopath by association, apparently.]

He knows a lot about most things supernatural. But he can't be trusted.

[He nods grimly. Yeah. He know exactly how people can be sucked in by people who are terrible for them, just because of what they know.]

...what did it mean for her, though? What could she do that you can't?

That's the thing.

She had more control over what she sensed overall. But she didn't use it to try and figure out who was going to die, or how. She didn't try to help anyone.

She had control in blocking it all out. And she used her screams as a weapon, to hurt others. Especially the werewolves. [Which is why knowledge from her other self isn't such a great help.]

They're stronger and sharper than mine. Although I managed to do that once when I was getting attacked.

[030. Everybody's gotta find their way out. Shining through the dark.]

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