codename_duchess: (High-functioning alcoholism)
[personal profile] codename_duchess
Why're you guys all so freaked about this?

Seriously. This was MirrorBarge. As in mirror of the Barge. It's just us but worse, idiots. We know the MirrorBarge, we've been there, and except for some of you getting insomnia nothing bad carried over. It's like a fucking flood, you guys.

We got through it. We'll do it again. Especially if we can rack up some flamethrowers or something to make it more even.

Date: 2014-05-01 06:29 pm (UTC)
routemistress: (Default)
From: [personal profile] routemistress
I didn't say that, did I? I remember you did. But there's hurts that linger all the same and I'm breaking me arse to try and see I don't add any more to that pile this time round. I'm all for keeping our chins up but making the damage out to be trivial's sort of the opposite of 'elpful.

Did you go through the door?

Date: 2014-05-01 06:39 pm (UTC)
routemistress: (black hat)
From: [personal profile] routemistress
I'm glad it was for you. You weren't affected, were you? You were still you.

Date: 2014-05-01 06:43 pm (UTC)
routemistress: (oh no (Lift In Time cover))
From: [personal profile] routemistress
It's not me I'm working on preparing, Archer, it's every bugger she might touch.

Date: 2014-05-01 06:48 pm (UTC)
routemistress: (o rly)
From: [personal profile] routemistress
Ask anyone with memories of the mirror. And Archer? You armed?
Edited Date: 2014-05-01 06:49 pm (UTC)

Date: 2014-05-01 07:22 pm (UTC)
routemistress: (devil)
From: [personal profile] routemistress
I mean the memories their flood-selves 'ad. Of their whole time on that other boat. Not three days' visit.

Maybe she'll change 'er mind for this jaunt. It's a bit of a special occasion, after all.

Date: 2014-05-03 01:34 pm (UTC)
routemistress: (excuse you)
From: [personal profile] routemistress
...Let me try and explain this, Archer love. When we 'it the other Barge last time, I turned into someone else. I turned into someone whose soul was eroded with fear like it were a disease. Someone who did vile things to people she loved and felt all right about it 'cause nowt mattered to 'er but 'erself and 'er own feelings. I'm not that person. I've spent my whole life fighting everything in me that wants to be 'er, right?

And now I remember being that person. Remember a lifetime doing things that make me want to puke, poisoning everyone she touched. I'm carrying 'er round in me 'ead like a bloody tapeworm. All the time. D'you really think it's not permanent damage if it doesn't show on your skin? Really?

Date: 2014-05-03 03:34 pm (UTC)
routemistress: (devil)
From: [personal profile] routemistress
No. No. I think about all sorts of things but that doesn't make me them. This is remembering being 'er. It feels like me soul's veined through with rot like them Italian cheeses with worms in. It's disgusting.

Look. I'm glad it's been duck's back for you, sweetheart, I really am. The more folk we can bring out of this unscarred the 'appier I'll be. But you've met me. Am I normally frightened of owt?

I'm frightened of this.
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