entrancelogs | Outside the rain, the heart skips a beat

WHO: Misty Day
WHERE: Forest Edge, Mansion around just about everywhere
WHEN: April 12th through 20th
OPEN TO: Anyone and everyone
WARNINGS: Mild spoilers for AHS Apocalypse. PG for talk of death and animal deaths briefly, will update as needed

Well it's one more link in the chain

For Misty leaving Wonderland meant returning, quite literally, to Hell. To a never ending loop of being forced to murder a frog that she is endlessly bringing back with a power she hadn't known she had, nor could she control at that time. Over and over again, years spent in Hell. Trapped. Wishing for death and release, and finding neither.

Except, that when she did find them, they came with an elegant man with no emotion behind beautiful eyes and a smile full of mystery and promise. He caused fear to grow within her, icy and bitter and cold. A fear she couldn't control, just as her power once had been. Yet she knew how to swallow it, to bury that fear and find a way to move on because, if nothing else, she was home.

Not that home lasted all that long. Long enough to see the White Witch return, to know that the world is ending, and to know that Cordelia is Supreme. The coven is in good hands, if only they can keep the world from ending in flame and destruction.

Which is Misty's first thought when she finds herself barefoot, her unburnt shawl of the White Witch around her shoulders once more, and standing in the middle of the forest. A forest she has charted, the marks she left to mark where you start to pass out just before her.

"Wonderland."

You say that it's been forever - For Gren

All her things are there, just as she left them. It hasn't been long enough for the season to change again, and her garden is just as she left it.

Memories flood back and she gathers her skirt up, grinning as she raises like a wild child for the house, racing up the stairs, seeking out one person, first and foremost. Her run takes her by the lake, and if he's not there she'll be tearing through the mansion, excited and giddy to try and find Gren, to be certain he's still there and that she's not returned to find him gone.

But you know I'm changing

She's returned. She's excited and happy and she spends every moment she has running about the mansion, seeking out others. Those she's met, those she's been friends with, those that are new. She may well be alive again back home, but this place, Wonderland, the people here, they are her family. Just as much as Cordelia is her family, but this place. It's become home, and she's more thankful than she thought she ever might be to be out of Hell but back here rather than in New Orleans.

Outside the rain - For Cisco

Days after Misty returns, she finds a message on her mirror. She's never spoken to her mirror, but now there is a message asking for a favor, of all things. So Misty sets out to find a man named Cisco, hpping to find him and deliver the message.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"It was only a week for us," Juliet tells her. She untangles herself from her arms but doesn't move far away, instead urging Misty towards one of the chairs at the smoothie bar so she can sit down.

"I'm not going to even pretend like I understand how time moves here versus at home, but I take it that it was longer for you?"

"Only a week. Oh dear. I mean, I guess that's good for people here," she says, nodding, considering Gren and if it had been as long as she believed it to be. How long it had been for her on the other side.

Smiling as she moves to the stool, moving to settle in as she draws the shawl about her, no longer burnt as it had once been because of rats in this place.

"I don't know how the magic works but..." She takes a breath, considering that. "Four more years in hell, from what I can gather, and then a few weeks alive again."

Juliet intended to settle down next to her, but the most important point seems to be the last one she mentions and Juliet's eyes go wide in excitement.

"You got out? You're not in hell anymore?"

She nods, smiling tightly. "There was this warlock and... He got me out but..." She makes a face, rolling her eyes. "The world's ending, apparently, and so I won't have that either. Though the worst part... I forgot everything here," she admits in a small voice. "And sure I didn't care there but here... this... Gren and you and everyone and..."

She makes a face, dabbing at her eyes with the hem of her shawl. "It was awful."

"Oh, Misty."

Juliet reaches out, taking her friend's hand and squeezing it comfortingly.

"We all know we're going to forget each other when we go home. It's just something we have to get used to. But you came back." She presses her lips together. "The world is ending? That sounds like a big deal."

She gives a squeeze back, holding tight to Juliet's hand for a minute.

"I know we will, I just... You don't realize how bad it is until you're back here." A year of her life gone. Friends. Loved ones. Those that she had helped, and who had helped her. All of it. Just gone in a blink.

She sighs and nods. "It's so bad apparently. Most are trapped in their homes, and that's just those still alive. Millions are dead," she admits, biting at her lips. "And I don't really know exactly how. I was still in Hell when it all happened."

"That's awful."

It isn't the first time that Juliet is thankful that her world is, more or less, normal. She never worries about going back to a place overrun with zombies, or under the threat of alien genocide, or the apocalypse. She doesn't live a world like that, so it was something she never learned to fear.

"I'm glad you're out of Hell, at least," she offers, keeping her hand tight around Misty's. "You never deserved to be there to begin with."

Misty smiles at that, nodding. "Me too. So is Gren," she admits with a sigh, shaking her head. "We may fix it. Cordelia believes we can. I see those that should have dead, and who they've told me have been dead, and even in Hell like I've been, and they're back and alive but..."

Her expression darkens. "I just don't trust this warlock they're following, and I wish Cordelia wouldn't believe in him just because he saved some that she couldn't."

"Sometimes it's easy to put your faith in people you've seen do some good, even if you're not sure what kind of person they actually are."

She pauses, pressing her lips together and thinking about what Gren told her about Shawn, and how angry she knows she still is at him for lying to her all this time. He was doing a lot of good, sure, but it was all a lie. So did that make everything he had done inherently bad, or did the ends justify the means?

Juliet hates liars. But she's not sure she can hate Shawn.

"If anyone can fix it, it's you. You're an amazing witch. You can change things, I know you can."

Outside the rain, the heart skips a beat

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject