ᴇғғʏ sᴛᴏɴᴇᴍ (
mdma) wrote in
eachdraidh2014-08-07 08:01 pm
one | text/video ( backdated to august 4th ) | open to both courts
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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:)
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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No, don't be. The queens should be apologizing for this, should be sending us straight home.
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[ she says it without even really thinking about it, an automatic response. but she's quick to move on. ]
But I agree, a lot of people shouldn't be stuck here. People who have good things going back home, at least.
[ mooooving on! ]
Which court did they bring you into?
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Unseelie. Yourself?
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[ which she takes a second to think about ]
You'll probably run into Thomas. Or rather, he'll see you, and make a point to approach you.
[ uh, wow why would she bring that up though? she has no idea how to explain why ]
We've been through a lot together. And he's the best person I know.
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[she has to ask. maybe they're just really good friends, but in at home, no one just friends. something always had to happen in between friendship and lovers that never really settled nicely.]
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[ it seems weird to call him a brother, but in some ways maybe that was accurate. ehh. ]
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[at home, she means. it's nice that they grew up together and all, but she's more interested in the 'mess'.]
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A man-made virus called the Flare spread like wildfire, took out most of the population, and is in the process of destroying the rest. The world's been that way for about fifteen years now.
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That's horrible. Is being here better than home?
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[ but who really knows if that'll last ]
How about you? Where are you from?
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[and her friends, and even school, but she doesn't want to go into it. she can't reveal anything that might give away how upset she is. even talking about it is hard for her, but she makes it seem effortless.]
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I've never been to a party.
[ sigh teresa ]
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Never? You mean in your fucked up apocalypse world, no one ever thought they'd want to have one giant party before everything went poof?
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Maybe we should make one happen.
[have the courts meet halfway and start a giant party in the forest. there must be some neutral ground somewhere.]
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Do you think we could? I don't know the first thing about planning a party, let alone planning one in a castle. Unless we didn't have it in a castle.
[ her expression brightens a bit, like that was some genius idea. oooo, a party iN THE WOODS. bet nobody's thought of THAT before. ]
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[can't have the courts finding out about it too easily, can they?]
Tell your friends, if you can. We should bide our time; wait until everyone's settled, yeah?
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We should give it some time, yeah. Long enough to figure out what this place is all about, at least. Good idea.
I'll, um. I'll let you know if I find a good place for it, in the meantime.
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Exactly.
[she gives a tiny nod,]
Text me later.