eachdraidh | one | text/video ( backdated to august 4th )

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ok so
fuck. wait.

[the text function switches over to video, which takes a bit longer than expected, because effy has never touched something so high-tech. she learns quickly, though, and doesn't have any trouble fixing up the feed so it shows her face. her face, thin and dusted with freckles and a button of a nose, is unimpressed. in fact, there's hardly much emotion showing besides a small twitch of her brow when she speaks up. around her, it is quiet. her voice is soft with a hint of a rasp. she is smoking.]

Right then. Don't really know where I am, but I don't think I'm awake. You know, how in dreams, it feels like you've been doing something for hours and hours, but when you wake up, it's just been fifteen minutes?

[she glances down, straight hair sweeping in front of her face as she takes a drag from her cigarette. when she looks up, she exhales, smoke dissipating into the air around her.]

Feels like that.

[she gives a sly smile,]

But it isn't a dream, is it?

[with one last flicker of mischievousness in her eyes, she shuts the locket.]

(ooc: effy is also wandering around the castle of caer scima, so if you want to do an action thread and have your character stumble upon her, feel free! i'm up for anything c:)

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[effy may be listening, but as he goes on, the more she begins to want to roll her eyes. she blinks slowly, expression glazed over. halfway through, she's struggling not to zone out, waiting for his lips to stop moving. when she speaks, her tone is dripping with sarcasm.]

Wow.

[she brings her cigarette to her lips, taking a drag before blowing out the smoke softly.]

You really thought this through.

[too bad she thinks most of it is bullshit.]

Edited 2014-08-15 14:35 (UTC)

[This is what happens when you spend a little too much time standing on your head doing yoga with your mother.]

Yeah, well. [A small shrug.] Don't have much else to do here yet. Besides nobody's proven me wrong yet.

No one has? Never spoke to someone who's gone and come back here, then?

[she's assuming that she's right about that, that people can come back if they've been sent home. as if there's a magnetic force pulling them back here, no matter if they've escaped or not.]

Truthfully? Haven't been here that long, but no. I'm gonna guess that's not that common though. [There's a pause though because that's, in his opinion, weirdly specific.] Why do you ask?

Figured if we left, they'd be able to pull us back if they wanted, yeah? I wanted to know if we really did forget everything.

Why are memories so important to you?

I just want to know what I can. Not much else to it.

[she brings the spliff to her lips again, taking a drag, before she speaks again.]

Besides, we'd probably go crazy if we remembered what happened here. Bet someone wouldn't be able to handle it.

Would you be able to handle it? I don't think it's that bad yet. [Yet.]

It's not that. Ever think how messed up it'd be if you knew other worlds out there existed, but no one would believe you if you told them what happened?

[...good point.]

Sure, if you want to look at it in the most depressing way possible. But I'm pretty sure most people would write it off as overactive imagination anyway. I'm an actor. [Like that somehow explains everything...] The thing about people is that there's always a way to convince them.

[she nearly laughs at that. "overactive imagination" "i'm an actor". that doesn't make the situation any less ridiculous.]

There's no proof. They'd send you to the loony bin.

Assuming you said anything at all. Like I said, people can always be convinced of what you want them to believe if you know what you're doing. And anyway I'm sure there're crazier people out there than the ones who believe in some fairy war and imp war or whatever you want to call it.

But at least you're a realist.

[she's really not getting through to him about this, is she? even if some people did happen to believe the stories of this place, it would drive a single person to madness, in a way, knowing there's places like this, and other worlds where people were drawn from that had identical lookalikes, along with numerous amounts of supernatural activity ... it wouldn't be right if the memories stayed in tact. it would mess someone up.

she would never explain all of that though, naturally. she's pretty much done with the conversation.]

Whatever.

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