[Bianca holds the mirror in her lap, half-looking at it, her fingers idly tracing shapes on its surface as she sips her tequila.]
It's ...no, it's not a long story. In fact, it's a miserably short one. But it may require a long story to explain the circumstances. Hadriel isn't my first multidimensional nexus point, you see. When the door caught me, I was fleeing the wreck of a multidimensional Barge. That's where I met him - after a fashion.
Edited (because you never spot the typos on the first run) Date: 2016-08-11 05:07 pm (UTC)
[ somehow, the most surprising part of all of that is that she didn't know this about bianca in the first place. it almost figures that there's more of these dumps somewhere, making people miserable. ] Go on. [ if anything, kate's more curious as to why bianca is bringing this all up to her now, what she has in mind by telling this story, or by letting kate see her hopes splashed out on the screen of that mirror like a silent film. ]
[Bianca's voice slips into a rhythmic singsong rhythm when she tells this story.]
The Barge is a great ship that navigates the sea between realities. It works as a sort of afterlife for those who die without attaining their full potential - they come aboard, learn and grow, and eventually go back to take up their lives. Or brand new lives. There's no requirement to return to their own worlds. The ship's Admiral also chooses people to work there - those whose experience and nature makes them fitted to help others realise themselves.
There are two Barges, or there were. Like matter and anti-matter, they are opposed in nature and philosophy, yet linked on a quantum level.
I worked on one, and Jack on the other - he knew my mirror, and I his.
And then the two collided. For a month the two ships battled for supremacy. For a month I was displaced onto the other barge, a replacement for my other self. I sought him out from curiosity, at first. I was ...close with his counterpart. I thought a mirror version of him would be amusing.
[She laughs softly, a throaty sound perilously close to a sob.]
The very first thing he did was rescue me from an inmate who decided I should be murdered for everyone's safety. He dropped down from a stairwell and carried me away.
[ Lord, and she thought learning about the murdercave was headache inducing enough. Kate's chin rests in her palm as Bianca talks, half-lulled by the cadence of her storytelling. She doesn't need to say a word - Bianca can manage this description without any prompting. ]
At once?
[ There's a slight, small hint of scepticism there. There's being attracted to someone immediately, Kate can understand that - she can even understand, believes in, clicking with some people so immediately that it feels like you were always meant to have them in your life -, but loving someone? It's a bit much. Love is for years of knowing and trusting. ]
At once. I already knew him, in a sense. His double was a dreadful man, for the most part, and mad as a box of venomous frogs - but he was so clever. He could be terribly charming, when the mood took him.
[She's in full-on nostalgia mode now, and rubs the nearest hyena's ears with a wryly fond expression.]
Jack, though - Jack was like meeting a real prince after growing up surrounded by frogs. He didn't trust me at all - my own counterpart had filled his poor head with the most ridiculous horror stories - but his first instinct was still to help.
[She sighs.]
Rey reminds me of him, a little. A warrior with a soft centre. It's my great weakness.
[ If there's anything Kate knows of Bianca, it's how strongly she feels things. How much she talked about Johanna was proof positive of that, how she strides through the hellhole that is Hadriel all fire and unpredictability. She delights in things, even in the shittiest of situations.
(Kate is, honestly, a little jealous. It's been a long time since she looked at life as anything but a series of events she has to get through in order to fulfil some duty - to Marc, to her family, to all their memories. Whatever it is. It's something she bears rather than embraces.)
It's part of the reason she's happy to let Bianca ramble, in the same way she lets Faith have her speeches. They're both fire, endlessly consumed by life in one way or another. It's also why she can't stop the small smile that she covers with a hand.
(Those horror stories might not be all ridiculous, she thinks, but they may also be outweighed by the good qualities that Bianca manages to possess.) ]
You think if we got one of these mirrors again, our visions would change?
[ Kate's reasonably sure hers would remain focused on home, but less to do with the future that seems so far off and more to do with the immediate. Getting home.
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Date: 2016-08-11 04:32 pm (UTC)It's ...no, it's not a long story. In fact, it's a miserably short one. But it may require a long story to explain the circumstances. Hadriel isn't my first multidimensional nexus point, you see. When the door caught me, I was fleeing the wreck of a multidimensional Barge. That's where I met him - after a fashion.
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Date: 2016-08-14 08:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-08-16 05:48 pm (UTC)The Barge is a great ship that navigates the sea between realities. It works as a sort of afterlife for those who die without attaining their full potential - they come aboard, learn and grow, and eventually go back to take up their lives. Or brand new lives. There's no requirement to return to their own worlds. The ship's Admiral also chooses people to work there - those whose experience and nature makes them fitted to help others realise themselves.
There are two Barges, or there were. Like matter and anti-matter, they are opposed in nature and philosophy, yet linked on a quantum level.
I worked on one, and Jack on the other - he knew my mirror, and I his.
And then the two collided. For a month the two ships battled for supremacy. For a month I was displaced onto the other barge, a replacement for my other self. I sought him out from curiosity, at first. I was ...close with his counterpart. I thought a mirror version of him would be amusing.
[She laughs softly, a throaty sound perilously close to a sob.]
The very first thing he did was rescue me from an inmate who decided I should be murdered for everyone's safety. He dropped down from a stairwell and carried me away.
I loved him at once.
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Date: 2016-08-17 09:00 pm (UTC)At once?
[ There's a slight, small hint of scepticism there. There's being attracted to someone immediately, Kate can understand that - she can even understand, believes in, clicking with some people so immediately that it feels like you were always meant to have them in your life -, but loving someone? It's a bit much. Love is for years of knowing and trusting. ]
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Date: 2016-08-23 04:25 pm (UTC)[She's in full-on nostalgia mode now, and rubs the nearest hyena's ears with a wryly fond expression.]
Jack, though - Jack was like meeting a real prince after growing up surrounded by frogs. He didn't trust me at all - my own counterpart had filled his poor head with the most ridiculous horror stories - but his first instinct was still to help.
[She sighs.]
Rey reminds me of him, a little. A warrior with a soft centre. It's my great weakness.
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Date: 2016-08-23 07:54 pm (UTC)(Kate is, honestly, a little jealous. It's been a long time since she looked at life as anything but a series of events she has to get through in order to fulfil some duty - to Marc, to her family, to all their memories. Whatever it is. It's something she bears rather than embraces.)
It's part of the reason she's happy to let Bianca ramble, in the same way she lets Faith have her speeches. They're both fire, endlessly consumed by life in one way or another. It's also why she can't stop the small smile that she covers with a hand.
(Those horror stories might not be all ridiculous, she thinks, but they may also be outweighed by the good qualities that Bianca manages to possess.) ]
You think if we got one of these mirrors again, our visions would change?
[ Kate's reasonably sure hers would remain focused on home, but less to do with the future that seems so far off and more to do with the immediate. Getting home.
But would Bianca still see Jack? ]