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middaeg2020-04-14 02:37 am
crestfallenfor) wrote in middaeg2020-04-14 02:37 am
[Closed] To sleep: perchance to dream
Who: Sylvain and Those planned with (contact me if you'd like a memory!)
When: During the April dream event
Where: The Hall of Mirrors, various memories
What: Memshare memshare memshare
Warnings: Depictions of child abuse and attempted child murder, self-loathing, suicidal ideation, trauma related to the events of war, and allusions to csa. More warnings will be added if necessary, but please mind the warnings on thread toplevels!
[Tonight, the hall of mirrors looks uncharacteristically... alive. Gone are the dusty, simple frames, gone are the clouded glass surfaces, most now appearing bright, shining, alluring, perhaps.
And perhaps one mirror in particular draws your attention. The frame is black lacquer, with the occasional detail in bright, striking red. Unfamiliar individuals will see a banner, emblazoned with a peculiar crest, hanging from the protruding spikes of a pair of crossed lances on the top of the mirror. More familiar individuals will notice that the lances are held in the jaws of a lion and a beast (top), which are also holding the sides of the mirror itself in their claws. Those especially close to him - friends and bonded alike - will notice that the frame has a pattern like rough-hewn stone, with the odd streak of red, resembling a hand dragging blood downwards, and the base of the mirror is a couple, laid out mid-coitus. The male figure looks bored and uninterested at best.
To anyone, the mirror itself looks to be clouded, but in the way that a window will cloud with frost on a particularly cold day, and should it be touched, it will feel as cold - or colder - than it looks.
Perhaps notably - the owner of the mirror is not present to guard it from touch.]
When: During the April dream event
Where: The Hall of Mirrors, various memories
What: Memshare memshare memshare
Warnings: Depictions of child abuse and attempted child murder, self-loathing, suicidal ideation, trauma related to the events of war, and allusions to csa. More warnings will be added if necessary, but please mind the warnings on thread toplevels!
[Tonight, the hall of mirrors looks uncharacteristically... alive. Gone are the dusty, simple frames, gone are the clouded glass surfaces, most now appearing bright, shining, alluring, perhaps.
And perhaps one mirror in particular draws your attention. The frame is black lacquer, with the occasional detail in bright, striking red. Unfamiliar individuals will see a banner, emblazoned with a peculiar crest, hanging from the protruding spikes of a pair of crossed lances on the top of the mirror. More familiar individuals will notice that the lances are held in the jaws of a lion and a beast (top), which are also holding the sides of the mirror itself in their claws. Those especially close to him - friends and bonded alike - will notice that the frame has a pattern like rough-hewn stone, with the odd streak of red, resembling a hand dragging blood downwards, and the base of the mirror is a couple, laid out mid-coitus. The male figure looks bored and uninterested at best.
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To anyone, the mirror itself looks to be clouded, but in the way that a window will cloud with frost on a particularly cold day, and should it be touched, it will feel as cold - or colder - than it looks.
Perhaps notably - the owner of the mirror is not present to guard it from touch.]
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...you know, even though he's crying, there's something that grabs his attention. lance blinks his eyes open and looks at sylvain. he never thought that it'd feel so nice to be in a house of creepy mirrors again. ]
Your...timeline?
[ alternate realities, weewoo. ]
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Mostly about the alternate-hims that left Dimitri's side. At least the him in Petra's memory stayed.]
Mhm... Since getting here, I've... found out that our world's... history... varies, depending entirely on which of the three houses our professor decided to teach when they first came to the monastery. Some people apparently even switched houses so they could be taught by him... or her. It's... not pleasant to think about, honestly.
[Weewoo weewoo]
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Okay, I'm gonna have to calm down before I can wrap my head around this.
[ listen. he's tired from all the crying, and he's still trying to stop his sniffles. he gets the gist of it, but wow, uh. alternate realities. he's not surprised they're a thing...and he'd have a better reaction to this if it weren't for everything that happened earlier.
he will take that moment to calm down though. and once he does, he looks up at sylvain tiredly. ]
...Bernie didn't deserve what happened to her.
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[It's a lot. He can still barely wrap his head around it himself, but... it matters less, here, and that's the important part. Bernie is alive. Lorenz is alive. Dimitri is... young, and, yes, has already been through so much, but... not as much as he could have been.
But once Lance looks up at him, he sighs softly and ruffles his hair, just a bit. It's okay. It's... okay.]
She didn't.
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he lets out a deep sigh. ]
Well...she's here now. All we can do is make sure she'll be okay, regardless of what version of her this might be.