knocked the wind out of my soul [open]

[postictal]

Who: Tim Wright and oh god not another event log
Where: Anywhere
When: September 18th - 22nd
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Between a trip to the Mirrorside and a visit to the Core, Wonderland was playing havoc.
The Story:

[ deeper and deeper we go ]
[ where there is no light ]

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[choosetruth]

"I know." She doesn't blame him for his actions, really. A child losing control of powers he doesn't know he has is a tragedy, but no one can blame the child. It's not until the attempted cover-up that it becomes a conspiracy. She's pretty sure Tim had very little say in much that's happened to him. He's in a funny position... too powerful to be ignored, not powerful enough or not ambitious enough to leverage himself into a position of control.

Tim's not her real target. He's just her way in.

"You didn't know. But someone did. Someone saw what you can do, and they've been protecting you ever since."

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"So...who?" He's the one looking at her as though she has the answers - even if she wouldn't be talking to him, some part of him knows, if she did. How's he supposed to help? Rummaging through people's brains? He doesn't do that; tries his hardest not to.

But it's not a question of trying. It never really is.

(How long? How long has this been veiled from him?)

(Who? God, who?)

"And how'd this only reach me now?"

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He doesn't know anything. She wishes that were surprising, but honestly she suspected as much. He's being used, and people in power don't usually give their pawns much information. Still, it's disappointing. It would be nice if things were easy for once.

"Not someone you know personally, probably. You're a telepath. They wouldn't risk it." She frowns. "Who have you talked to?"

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"I didn't..." There it is, now. The shame, drooping his shoulders. Bowing his head. You just sat nice and quiet in your corner, Timothy, didn't you? Didn't bother trying to pry. Did exactly as you were told like a good little boy. Looking for answers just wasn't on your radar.

Even if those answers might have finally soothed years-old wounds.

"People kept saying 'no,' or that - there was no news." One hand creeps up to cling at his arm, wrapping halfway around himself. "Eventually, I guess I stopped...asking."

He learned there was no point in it.

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"I know it was a long time ago, but if you can remember who those people were, I might be able to dig up more information." She has more leads to follow. Tim doesn't need to know about all of them. But she'll always take any more she can get.

In any case, this is about getting Tim on her side. He might not have paid attention before, but now maybe he will.

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"I don't...I could try asking. Looking back, but..." But it was never about him. It was never - why would it be? He's used to all of it being about him, a little too much. His issues. His inability to control his powers. His frustrations manifesting in the world, in the minds of others. His lack of self-discipline.

His problem.

And she was just...the collateral. Wasn't she?

"What was her name?" Don't let it eat at you. Be useful while you still can. "If I can...if there's something I can do, if there's some way I can - I can help..."

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Georgia stares at him through her sunglasses for a moment, trying to read his intentions. Whatever she sees seems to be enough because she nods sharply. "Jessica."

She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a business card. "You can access a lot of resources I can't." Even with mutant parents, she's still just a human. She can get away with a lot of things other humans can't, but that only takes her so far. Tim may be watched more closely than her, but he can get away with more. And that's not even going into his mental powers. What she wouldn't do to be able to read minds sometimes. "Ask around. Let me know if you find anything."

hey shana just as a quick side note: fuck you

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The name doesn't ring a bell, but he shouldn't be surprised. This isn't his specialty, but that doesn't mean this isn't his fight. He can access a lot of resources, all right. Plenty of them, and he can't ever turn off the power that lets him do that.

"Okay." He stares at the little line of text on the business card. Breaking the law, straining his limits - but if anything comes of this, he doubts he'll be the one to suffer for it. Not with a human scapegoat helpfully presenting herself to the slaughter.

"...thank you." His shoulders have slumped, but the words are sincere. "For...telling me."

love you too <3

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She nods. "It's what I do." Even if usually it's on a bigger scale than this. Still, one person is a start. They can get Jessica's story told. "Call me when you learn anything."

And with that, she turns and walks away.

Except she doesn't get very far until she slows, blinks, and looks around. Finding herself in Wonderland again. "...huh."

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Tim nods. It's...not great, to see her go. Not when she might be the only link he has to her, to this nurse whose mind he ruined and ravaged completely without thinking. But now that he has a name, maybe he can start somewhere.

Jessica.

He can find her now. Find her family. Help her, even. He was the one that broke her head - surely, if anyone could fix it, it could be him.

She's out there.

All he has to do is find her.