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lydiascreams) wrote2014-09-30 11:34 am
lydiascreams) wrote2014-09-30 11:34 am
[017. I reveal nothing, both played fate.]
[Open Spam]
[Her body is still shaking from the scream, from watching Zane kill Vergil when she wakes up in her bed. Her bed. They are back. And she almost rushes right out of her room toward the infirmary when she realizes she has a katana and a necklance in each of her hands. Her hands that are covered in blood. Both items that she retrieved from Vergil's body.
So instead, Lydia takes time to shower, to both clean herself and pull herself together. She knows from experience that, after something like that, no one needs a reminder of what happened, of how terrifying all of it was walking around the Barge. And it helps her, too.
But as she sits down to put on her make up (not bothering to cover the bruises around her neck this time, either. She survived again. Twice). But when she checks the network as she gets ready, her stomach drops again.
Allison, Mr. Powers. Both of their messages tell her something is wrong. Worse, they tell her that things aren't normal. They tell her that some people are still switched even thought they are already on the right barge.
Or maybe they she is on the wrong barge. Their rooms were the same for the most part.
So Lydia ventures her way out of her room and into the hallway slowly. The mountain ash line underneath her door tells her that she really is back in the right Barge. But then, she has plenty of werewolf enemies in the mirror barge, too. She heads toward the Infirmary to check on Vergil. And once she's done there, she makes her way straight to the seventh floor, using her key to get into Stiles' room ]
[Open Video]
[A few hours later, it's pretty clear to Lydia that this is the normal barge and that there are plenty of mirror people in there still. Which means she needs to be careful and pretend to be her mirror self for as long as possible. A couple of people already know who she really is, but she trusts Stiles, Allison and Mr. Powers not to out her.
So she puts her best glare on and starts the video. Very visible bruises on her neck both from when Jackson tried to strangle her and from the necklace that Zane used against her have already formed.
If someone she trusts contacts her, she will just switch to private and tell them the truth.]
What the hell is going on?
[ooc: Lydia is not switched. More info here.]
[Her body is still shaking from the scream, from watching Zane kill Vergil when she wakes up in her bed. Her bed. They are back. And she almost rushes right out of her room toward the infirmary when she realizes she has a katana and a necklance in each of her hands. Her hands that are covered in blood. Both items that she retrieved from Vergil's body.
So instead, Lydia takes time to shower, to both clean herself and pull herself together. She knows from experience that, after something like that, no one needs a reminder of what happened, of how terrifying all of it was walking around the Barge. And it helps her, too.
But as she sits down to put on her make up (not bothering to cover the bruises around her neck this time, either. She survived again. Twice). But when she checks the network as she gets ready, her stomach drops again.
Allison, Mr. Powers. Both of their messages tell her something is wrong. Worse, they tell her that things aren't normal. They tell her that some people are still switched even thought they are already on the right barge.
Or maybe they she is on the wrong barge. Their rooms were the same for the most part.
So Lydia ventures her way out of her room and into the hallway slowly. The mountain ash line underneath her door tells her that she really is back in the right Barge. But then, she has plenty of werewolf enemies in the mirror barge, too. She heads toward the Infirmary to check on Vergil. And once she's done there, she makes her way straight to the seventh floor, using her key to get into Stiles' room ]
[Open Video]
[A few hours later, it's pretty clear to Lydia that this is the normal barge and that there are plenty of mirror people in there still. Which means she needs to be careful and pretend to be her mirror self for as long as possible. A couple of people already know who she really is, but she trusts Stiles, Allison and Mr. Powers not to out her.
So she puts her best glare on and starts the video. Very visible bruises on her neck both from when Jackson tried to strangle her and from the necklace that Zane used against her have already formed.
If someone she trusts contacts her, she will just switch to private and tell them the truth.]
What the hell is going on?
[ooc: Lydia is not switched. More info here.]
In the halls; opps.
He figured he must have passed out in someone's room, everything was a blur, and he couldn't recall much aside from hitting on 'blondie'. He figured she used some kinda magic mojo on him. Slipping off the bed he was more concerned suddenly that he was fully dressed... well as dressed as he gets.
Walking out of the room he realized when he saw where he was... that was his room. Something strange was going on. So he set to exploring, and as luck would have it they would pass on the stairs while she was heading to the infirmary. Messy white hair, blue leather coat and no shirt, over brown leather pants and untied work boots was the sight walking up the stairs, with guns. one at each side and a large broadsword over his back. He grinned at Lydia and nodded, Mirror Lydia was cool as hell. He assumes it's her.]
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And Lydia does stare. She stares and takes him in. The grin on his lips unlike anything she's ever seen on his face before. And even the way he's wearing his clothes looks different. Mirror. She needs to be careful.
He seems friendly enough, though, so she manages to come up with a grin right back, even if it's delayed.]
Vergil. Any idea what the hell is going on in this place?
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He stops walking when she asked her question, reaching up and idly scratching at his unstyled hair.] I dunno Red, but the world's a bit topsy turvy, eh? I think the admiral's fucking with us.
[ Vergil also didn't like to curse in front of women namely, not unless his temper was raging. His mirror, didn't care.]
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[She rolls her eyes and nods her agreement. At least this mirror isn't automatically trying to kill her. And considering how calm he is, she's assuming he's a Warden. Most inmates are usually showing some form of PTSD. Which means he's probably dangerous. So she shouldn't linger. Just in case.]
Guess I'll go find something to entertain myself with. [And her mirror self would probably mean either jumping Stiles, or hurting an inmate. Possibly risking her own life while taunting Scott.]
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True enough, but hey it keeps us on our toes, am I right?
[ he grinned a bit looking her over, in an almost leering way.]
I may have a few ideas to keep you entertained. [ Of course he would hit on her. He loved seeing her work on the Mirror barge, and he's not realized it's not her yet.]
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But Lydia really doesn't want to make things awkward with Vergil when (hopefully) he gets back. She just hopes he doesn't have memories of something happening between them? Yeah. Definitely not thinking about that.
She still has a part to play, though, so she grins and lifts a hand to his bare chest.]
I'm sure you do, sweetheart. I might take you up on it later. [She lets her hand drop.]
I have something else in mind right now.
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The grin stayed in place as she spoke, and at the hand on his chest. He shrugged some.]
Whatever you say babe, don't ride the kid too hard.
[ He mean's Stiles.]
I'll catch you later then, yeah?
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I make no promises. [Lydia grins and waves a hand at him as she walks away.]
See you later! [And hopefully she will be able to avoid him the rest of the time.]
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He gave a playful half wave and went on up the stairs.]