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Who: Charlie Bradbury and all you crazy kids out there!
Where: Mostly the library, but she can be found in the kitchen stocking up on snacks, too.
When: 9/17 and on
Rating: pg?
Summary: Charlie is trying to brain up riddle things and keep herself busy and useful. The mirrors are coming and shenaningans are afoot! This is a catch all for the event, so any mirrors come her way!
The Story:

One Charlie Bradbury has practically moved into a corner of the library.

Her presence is obvious, even when she isn't curled up in one of those super comfy chairs with a book in her lap. There's not a whole lot in these books that can help her with the riddle set before them, but at least it's something. Keeping her brain busy usually helps in the sudden epiphany department, and that's exactly what she's hoping for.

There are breaks, naturally. Food runs to the kitchen, since pulling food out of a closet still seems real strange when she thinks about it. Plus, she doesn't really trust the closets - she's pretty sure they're mad at her.

Which is silly, but whatever. Being paranoid keeps her safe.

Ish.

Point is, Charlie has now moved into the library and she's working hard. There are at least three notebooks full of scribbles, ideas she's struck with that she needs to get down to run across someone else. Riddles could be fun, but in this case it was a little more dire. She's not sure if that's a good motivator, or if it has her so nervous she's just screwing up all over the place.

It's possible anyone who walks through those library doors are going to be accosted by one energetic redhead who is on a mission.

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Wow, rude. She folds her arms over her chest, frowning at him as she loses a bit of her fear. Not that she's going to get super mouthy with the guy, but there is a line, bro. No name calling.

"I guess he didn't get a chance to warn me this go around. What, are you one of those out to destroy his life forever? I know some mirrors are all about ruining stuff just to ruin it."

Mirrorside must be some kind of level of hell that she hopes to never see. From what she's heard of it, she's sure she isn't missing much.

"Besides, you're over here and everything, why are you in a library? Don't you have sabotage to cause?" There's a bit of sass leaking into her tone without her noticing.

He should have known not to expect any level of critical thinking from someone who considers themselves a friend of the Real James, and so he sighs.

"Has it ever occurred to you that it might be the other way around?" he asks. "That he might want my life ruined because he can't cope with a more Slytherin version of himself?"

The Real James does sort of have a problem with all Slytherins as a unit. It's plausible that even if he hadn't witnessed him killing people in that chess match that he would still be warning people against him. The opposite of good is naturally evil, or so the Real James assumes.

"...Are you really complaining that I'm not causing sabotage?" He doesn't say the word this time, but the way he looks at her says pretty clearly how he feels about her level of intelligence.

"No, I'm just saying is all. Everyone goes on and on about mirrors being all evil and stuff."

Even though from what she's been able to gather, they seem more like...minions or something. Which sucks in a big way, she's sure, but from what she knows they don't seem really bothered by it.

"So, you're saying his whole anti-you thing might be because you're more Slytherin?" She doesn't look convinced. Sure, it could be true, but there has to be something more. "No other reasons?"

Of course they don't seem bothered by it. Imagine what would happen to them if they showed any sign that they were.

"Reals don't know us as well as they think they do," he says. "But I suspect that's the root of our differences, yes. But I'm not going to sit and outline all of them for you."

If there's something more then she'll just have to figure it out for herself.

It's on the tip of her tongue to point out that nobody knows mirrors well because the mirrors don't try. Then again, people realside don't really try, either.

Being diplomatic is hard.

Instead, she swings her arms at her sides, just a little frustrated. "Well, you haven't tried to murderize me, so I'd say general mirror consensus isn't right. Everyone acts like you guys are going to kill everyone in sight, is that a thing you've all done before?"

"Not collectively," he says.

He can't recall a time when every Mirror was ordered to slaughter every Real Thing they found. The Queen of Hearts does not care much if the Reals live or die though, so some see that as room for creative leeway in following their orders.

"...But I have."

It's the perfect opportunity to make it clear that she absolutely should be afraid of him. He's cold and almost clinical about it. There's no remorse, but no sadistic joy either. It's just a fact - he's killed Reals before.

His answer has her lips pressing together. Charlie's not dumb by any means, and she knows she would be in big time trouble if a few people learned she was actively engaging a mirror in convo. Especially after Dean warned her away.

So, yeah, she's pretty nervous about the whole thing. She can't just write off a whole group, even if it's an uber bad idea to be talking to them. The whole separation thing just doesn't make sense to her - they're all trapped there the same, aren't they?

"Well..." She trails off a little as she crosses her arms. "Was there a good reason?"

"A human chess match," he says. Then, realizing how that might seem, he meets her eyes. "A literal one, between the Queens. I was the Mirror Side Queen piece, and there were a number of casualties."

He doesn't look as though he regrets those deaths, but he doesn't gloat either. The only bit of pride he has at all in it is the fact that the Queen of Hearts chose him to represent her on the board, as the Queen piece. He's considered valuable to her, or at least that's how it seems.

"Some of your number took it personally," he adds. "I assume it's because they don't understand how chess works."

Well, that kinda answers her question. Sorta. She can't say she would consider that a totally justified reason, but then Wonderland forces them all into crazy situations they can't control.

"Probably more along the lines of it's hard not to take killing people personal and all." She says it kinda like Duh, dude. "Was killing a required part of the game?"

Which will tell her plenty. Charlie feels like she's already spent too much time delving into the world of mirrors as it is.

He shrugs.

"The term is capture, but we were required to fight our opponents and defeat them."

So, he killed them. He wasn't the only one, but it was the clearest, most obvious way to win. He brought his opponents to the ground successfully, without wasting a moment of time. He was efficient, and so he has no regrets.

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