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+ Wanted to get it real home-like... +

Who: EVERYONE!
Where: EVERYWHERE!
When: ANYT-- Friday, February 20 to Monday, February 23
Rating: An average PG-13? (Consider warning for explicit sexual or violent content in your thread's subject line)
Summary:
For the duration of this event each character will discover that their room has been replaced with one of their own memories, one that they find themselves particularly happy or "at home" in. More information can be found here.

This log is an opportunity for your characters to describe the memory playing in their room, so that other characters might visit, and watch the scene unfold. To help browse the collection better, please include your character's name, and their room number in the subject line (e.g. Seta Souji - 100, 6th floor) of your top-level comment.

Rooms/Comments may be locked to certain people, or be available for all to see & visit. Log participation is completely and entirely voluntary.

Have fun!

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Michonne looks at her, and it's different, seeing her face to face. So much so that for a second her jaw clenches and she has to look down before shaking her head.

"No. Just walking by and it's...better to know it's not just me. And seeing you...sorry."

She turns to go, her emotions already raw and at the surface without wanting this to be Maggie so badly that she didn't realize how much she missed her, how familial they all really were.

She watches Michonne carefully, taking in her expression and her body language - much like Bela did with everyone she met.

"You don't need to say sorry." Bela calls softly after Michonne, hoping that the other woman would perhaps talk to her. "I know that seeing me isn't easy because of whom I look like."

The girl that Bela didn't know anything about.

"But Daryl was a friend of mine when he was here and I believe that anyone who is a friend of his back home is someone worth knowing. Just thought you should know that."

Michonne pauses, back to Bela for a moment, then slowly turns back, not wanting to intrude, knowing what it would mean to her for someone to keep watching her private moment. It's that she knew Daryl that even makes her stay, makes her linger.

"He's family," she finally says, wanting the importance of him to be known. "Someone else came, might confuse you with Maggie. His name's Rick."

The memory was a bittersweet one, and Bela would appreciate the fact that Michonne would respect the privacy of it. At the same time she didn't want her to not speak with her at all because of whom she looked like, to be a painful reminder of that person.

"Family." Bela echoes, her tone respectful. She could only imagine how the circumstances in their world would strengthen bonds. "I see. Maybe it would be best if you gave him a head's up? I wouldn't want to alarm him." Wonderland was bad enough. "Funny thing is, I have been mistaken before for someone else, Not Maggie and not by anyone from your world."

"I will," Michonne says with a small nod. "Just so he doesn't hug you before saying anything." Because she knows that's what he'd do, that now she's told him about Beth, and he wouldn't hesitate to hug Maggie, to try and comfort her. He's hard and gruff, but he's their leader, and he cares about them. He cares. She's never doubted it.

Her head tilts a little though. "Your face is popular."

"It would appear to be that way. I've just learned to go along with it and not be so weirded out." There were so many other things to be concerned about in Wonderland and being a doppelganger wasn't one of them.

"However, my way of thinking may change if I ever met the other women who share my face. That would be incredibly strange."

She waves her hand towards Jesse. "He isn't in Wonderland anymore. We were close, which you can probably see. Jesse was his name and he helped me through a lot of difficult times here."

Michonne can't argue that it wouldn't be a trip, seeing someone that had your face, that other people knew but you didn't.

"Seems like in this place...you gotta have someone. Or find someone. Have people."

Because shit happened here, and people died and came back, but not in a horrifying way. Still, who would know to check if you isolated yourself? She's suddenly damn glad she has Rick. "Hopefully there's others for you."

"I learned that the hard way. I've always been the kind of person who decided that she didn't need anyone. And it worked for me back home."

Bela realises that she is sharing more with Michonne that she did with some people, but the other woman had already witnessed a private memory of hers so it didn't seem to matter much now.

"There are others around, don't worry. I do have a close circle of friends here." The concern was touching and Bela didn't feel like she was being pitied.

"The majority of people here are the good kind. You should talk to them."

"I've talked to a couple," she admits. "I tried to be alone; didn't like what I was then." All she'd been was an alive version of the walkers, shuffling from place to place, catatonic as they were.

"I guess though..." She takes a deep breath, lets it out, and in a lot of ways, Bela's getting more than Michonne usually gives, too. "You get used to people taking, where I'm from. They take what the can, leave you to die, unless you get lucky as hell and find a good group. I found a good group."

"Based on what Daryl told me about your world, I'm not surprised that there are people like that there." It's stated gently and with understanding, two things which Bela wasn't used to doing.

"I'm glad that you managed to find some of the good ones. I can only imagine how difficult it was to be on your own."

Michonne wants to make an effort, to not be...tense, to have some kind of connections here, and she gestures with her head toward the door. "I'm going down to the dining room. If you need to get out of here, just for a while..."

The offer is open ended, and she won't be offended if Bela says no, if this memory is a good one she wants to sink into for a while.

"I'd like that." Bela says finally, deciding that a break would be of benefit to her. It was a good memory and seeing Jesse again, even one that was constructed entirely from her thoughts, was something to treasure. "I could use something to eat anyway."

She looks over at the memory of Jesse for a moment or two longer, then back at Michonne. "I'm ready to go when you are."

Michonne's not usually one for company, not when she's upset. But the conversation is grounding and it helps her focus. And she has no reason no to go back to her room for a little while.

Heading out of the room she rubs a hand over her face, features a little weary before leading the way downstairs. "You feel someone else's emotions, too?"

Bela follows her afterwards, quickly falling into step beside Michonne as they descend the stairs. "I do. At first, I wasn't sure what was happening. I thought that maybe it was down to how I was feeling but apparently that's not the case."

A strange thing to experience.

"It's not the worst event to befall us."

It's strange, to feel what Rick's feeling, and yet, at the same time, they're the same. They've lost the same, they think similarly. He seems a little more chaotic, she's more subdued, but it's familiar. It doesn't feel out of place, anyway.

But, Bela's comment has her curious. "What's the worst thing?"

The person that Bela connected with was unknown to her before they met and yet, she felt that she and Daenerys shared similar traits. Bela hoped that they would meet up again at some point.

"You were here when those giant, humanoid monsters attacked, yeah? I'd consider that one of the worst. Killer angel statues. Wonderland breaking apart into sections. Zombies."

Perhaps she was referring to a more personal situation. "This place can change personalities, turn people against one another. But it also has those who aren't so good. Who kill."

Running a hand down her face, Michonne just lets out a breath. "Sounds like anyone who said this place is like a vacation doesn't know the meaning of the word."

This isn't a vacation. It's just a different type of bullshit every time they turn around.

"Yeah." She nods. "I suppose it depends on what their world is like in the first place. For all we know, it could be worse than here."

It also depended on if others even had a life to go back home- Bela didn't, and being here meant that she would live.

"You seem like the kind of person who could handle the events. Given what you've been through back in your own world."

"I can handle it," Michonne agrees. "Doesn't mean it's not bullshit. I get it. Perspective. But these..." She takes a deep breath and lets it out. "These memories. Things are bad at home. Lost my kid there." It's a revelation that comes with a glance up at Bela.

"This place is a joke. People die, they come bak. Shit comes, goes away. All it does is make me hate knowing there's a world where people don't have to be gone forever. Don't come back monsters."

"Oh." Her voice suddenly becomes hushed at Michonne's words, not expecting her to tell her that. "I'm so sorry, Michonne. I can't imagine the pain you must be in." Bela has never lost anyone close to her, let alone a child.

"I never thought about Wonderland like that before. Probably because my experience and the place I come from is different to yours. As for monsters, they do exist in my world and I've been fortunate enough to not encounter many of them."

She stops outside the dining room, turning to look at Michonne.

"If you need to talk about it, I will listen."

Michonne isn't sure, really, what she even wants to say about it. Looking up at Bela, she manages a thin smile of gratitude.

"Then I know who to go to when I have something to say," she promises, giving her a nod.

"It is the least I can do." Which sounded like a cliche, but if she and Michonne were to become friends, Bela had to make sure that she was happy enough to talk to her. Be it something trivial or serious.

Pushing the door open, Bela gestures for Michonne to go ahead. "After you."

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would you like to wrap this up here? i can bother you in event stuff :>

Sure thing :D