Who: Freya Mikaelson + YOU / Some Closed Starters Where: Various Wonderland Places When: June/July 2017 Rating: PG-13 Summary: Catch-all for Freya for the AC period. The Story:
Evelyn wrests her cultivated calm back to her breast with both hands. This is still a library, after all.]
Let me see if I understand this properly: You don't trust me, and yet you gave me your brother's name. Clearly you either trust me enough not to publicly out him, or you trust me insofar as you realise that if I went to the network you could chuck some spell at me for silence's sake and hope that it sticks.
[Evelyn is too close to not take offence, and not at the lack of trust toward her - any sensible person would be reticent toward outstretching their hand under normal circumstances, even if these circumstances are far from normal - but at the irresponsibility of it, the recklessness. The contravening statements and actions, the increasingly obvious fact that none of them are accustomed to making compromises outside of those they propose themselves, and Evelyn is beginning to see that immortality does not necessarily equate to wisdom.
Dropping in Sam's name as though it were a redeeming garnish on an otherwise unpalatable entrée is an even greater irony, given the strong and abiding nature of Evelyn's relationship with him. Freya would not know that, but it rankles nonetheless.]
You hastened to inform veritable strangers of the identity of the true perpetrator in the wake of my death; in fact, you were extremely receptive to them offering their assistance. Either you were lying to concerned parties eager to help, or you are purposefully excluding me in the hopes that I can be shooed away like a fly over a teacake.
From where I stand, all you've done is feed me contradictions.
[Ah, so she is aware of who the Mikaelsons are. Good to know. But her face doesn't change from the impasse where she's standing.]
I didn't give it to you, actually, you just happen to know who he is and I allowed you to make the the connection. But given that you know who he is, I trust you not to publicize his name because if you know who he is, you likely also know what he is capable of if put on the defensive. And you want that even less than I do.
[She tips her head to the side.]
As for whom I trust, I've known Sam pretty much since I arrived in Wonderland over a year ago and he knows more about Mirrors than I do. I've also met his Mirror. And to be clear, I didn't ask for Dan's help, he insisted on it, and I didn't tell him no. I am not intending on involving him completely until I have a solution to the problem.
[It's clear she sees him more as muscle than involving him in the research phases, but that's not an underestimation of him, but more her keeping everyone at arms length. It's just how she rolls.
Lucifer also offered his help, but again - Lucifer is her friend and someone she trusts. Regardless, it's clear that paranoia in the Mikaelson family is a bit of a genetic trait.]
Those are the only people that I have addressed this with. No one else has come to me looking to help beyond you, and to be quite honest, that is about all I am comfortable with. I don't particularly do well in teams.
[Aware of who they are, and what they are, to an extent.
Elijah Mikaelson was once forthcoming with her about such family matters in another time, and while he never mentioned Freya by name Evelyn knows of his brothers, Kol and Klaus. Their reputations were, in the most genteel of terms, formidable, and attached to unparalleled bloodshed.
The greater irony is when she brings up Sam Winchester once again, a man Evelyn has known for years, trusts implicitly, and very much doubts is perfectly amenable to the situation as it stands. It is not in his character to let something like this lie. Neither is it Dan's, but as far as Evelyn can tell with her limited experience it is a Mikaelson trait to vastly underestimate others.
If not that, then as a family they hold a very anxious view of perceived outsiders.]
I think you need to get used to that. [She replies plainly, more imploring than cutting.] Many hands make light work, and I know this library better than anyone. Paranoia is only going to make your work slower.
[Freya isn't good in a team for a reason. Her driven focus has her working to the point of exhaustion, and leads to her resenting those around her who aren't working as hard. There is no winning in her mind, as far as this is concerned, but she knows that this is a problem she can't keep stubborning until it goes away.
There needs to be a compromise somewhere.
So she swallows, and neither denies nor concedes, but strives for something in the middle:]
[It's the only thing close to a concession she's been offered thus far, and Evelyn has the sneaking suspicion she won't receive anything else. The most likely turn of events will lead to Freya putting her off indefinitely, cutting her and others out of something in which they are already inextricably caught.
For a very long time, Evelyn executed her own research in much the same way. She trusts her methods, and those of others can be unpredictable - or in the case of work belonging to many men back home, wholly inaccurate. Here she has adopted an attitude of collaboration for the benefit of everyone. Doing otherwise has proven dangerous in the past.
Taking a steady breath Evelyn sighs, stepping aside that Freya might pass.]
[Freya's paranoia and isolation has taken it's toll on her over the years. While she knows, in abstract, that Evelyn is right, no person can survive on their own with no help from anyone else. But that doesn't mean she's willing to relinquish that control.
At least not yet.
She glances to Evelyn, if only to acknowledge that she was heard even if Freya won't necessarily listen, before taking a deep breath and striding out of the library with another word.]
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Evelyn wrests her cultivated calm back to her breast with both hands. This is still a library, after all.]
Let me see if I understand this properly: You don't trust me, and yet you gave me your brother's name. Clearly you either trust me enough not to publicly out him, or you trust me insofar as you realise that if I went to the network you could chuck some spell at me for silence's sake and hope that it sticks.
[Evelyn is too close to not take offence, and not at the lack of trust toward her - any sensible person would be reticent toward outstretching their hand under normal circumstances, even if these circumstances are far from normal - but at the irresponsibility of it, the recklessness. The contravening statements and actions, the increasingly obvious fact that none of them are accustomed to making compromises outside of those they propose themselves, and Evelyn is beginning to see that immortality does not necessarily equate to wisdom.
Dropping in Sam's name as though it were a redeeming garnish on an otherwise unpalatable entrée is an even greater irony, given the strong and abiding nature of Evelyn's relationship with him. Freya would not know that, but it rankles nonetheless.]
You hastened to inform veritable strangers of the identity of the true perpetrator in the wake of my death; in fact, you were extremely receptive to them offering their assistance. Either you were lying to concerned parties eager to help, or you are purposefully excluding me in the hopes that I can be shooed away like a fly over a teacake.
From where I stand, all you've done is feed me contradictions.
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I didn't give it to you, actually, you just happen to know who he is and I allowed you to make the the connection. But given that you know who he is, I trust you not to publicize his name because if you know who he is, you likely also know what he is capable of if put on the defensive. And you want that even less than I do.
[She tips her head to the side.]
As for whom I trust, I've known Sam pretty much since I arrived in Wonderland over a year ago and he knows more about Mirrors than I do. I've also met his Mirror. And to be clear, I didn't ask for Dan's help, he insisted on it, and I didn't tell him no. I am not intending on involving him completely until I have a solution to the problem.
[It's clear she sees him more as muscle than involving him in the research phases, but that's not an underestimation of him, but more her keeping everyone at arms length. It's just how she rolls.
Lucifer also offered his help, but again - Lucifer is her friend and someone she trusts. Regardless, it's clear that paranoia in the Mikaelson family is a bit of a genetic trait.]
Those are the only people that I have addressed this with. No one else has come to me looking to help beyond you, and to be quite honest, that is about all I am comfortable with. I don't particularly do well in teams.
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Elijah Mikaelson was once forthcoming with her about such family matters in another time, and while he never mentioned Freya by name Evelyn knows of his brothers, Kol and Klaus. Their reputations were, in the most genteel of terms, formidable, and attached to unparalleled bloodshed.
The greater irony is when she brings up Sam Winchester once again, a man Evelyn has known for years, trusts implicitly, and very much doubts is perfectly amenable to the situation as it stands. It is not in his character to let something like this lie. Neither is it Dan's, but as far as Evelyn can tell with her limited experience it is a Mikaelson trait to vastly underestimate others.
If not that, then as a family they hold a very anxious view of perceived outsiders.]
I think you need to get used to that. [She replies plainly, more imploring than cutting.] Many hands make light work, and I know this library better than anyone. Paranoia is only going to make your work slower.
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There needs to be a compromise somewhere.
So she swallows, and neither denies nor concedes, but strives for something in the middle:]
I'll need to speak to my brother.
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For a very long time, Evelyn executed her own research in much the same way. She trusts her methods, and those of others can be unpredictable - or in the case of work belonging to many men back home, wholly inaccurate. Here she has adopted an attitude of collaboration for the benefit of everyone. Doing otherwise has proven dangerous in the past.
Taking a steady breath Evelyn sighs, stepping aside that Freya might pass.]
No man is an island.
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At least not yet.
She glances to Evelyn, if only to acknowledge that she was heard even if Freya won't necessarily listen, before taking a deep breath and striding out of the library with another word.]