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Who: You! !oot ,uoy dnA
Where: Wonderland, both Real and Mirror side
When: June 3 to June 10
Rating: PG-13, will vary by thread, warnings for higher ratings appreciated
Summary: A catch-all log for Mirrors and Reals during the reverse espionage event. Anything from Mirrors leading their daily lives, over Reals reacting to the show, to Reals and Mirrors exchanging messages goes here. Just label your locations and sides accordingly!
The Story:

Your own medicine is worth twice the sweetness in the bush, that is what they say! Here is my plan, now make sure you listen well, or you get it wrong, and then I would need to pair you all up, for only two even wrongs set my head back on right, and we've no time for such things, no time at all, do we?

As mighty as the sharpest blade, as stout as the hardest shield, a spool of thread woven from hearts of gold. It must exist, and I must have it! She'll do worse to my head if I search, but you'll help, won't you? I will let you see, and you will be my eyes! All good things come tomorrow - then I'll let you see, and you'll be my eyes, and when it's all done you'll use your own mouths to tell my personal ears all you know, won't you?

All of Wonderland's mirrors are suddenly working in reverse. The Real side can see everything, and the Mirror side is left with nothing but their own reflections. Details of the event can be found here.

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[ Well, this changes things.

She can hear her pulse pounding in her ears, hands shaking as she fights the urge to just shatter the mirror. He was toying with her, trying to bait her into something more... She couldn't give him the satisfaction. ]

No. I'm not answering that you pervy freak.
You're going to give me a straight answer to my question
or I'm done talking to you.

She's alive.

[ if there's anything darcy has over him, it's the ability to take away his drug. sure, she might stop talking to him anyway but-- she might not, either. he just wishes he could see her like this. fiery and purposeful. ]

Anything else?

[ She exhales, a soft thud echoing from her hand resting against the mirror for a split second before she realizes what she's done. Her hand pulls back almost immediately, as though it's been burned. Darcy can't say she's upset to not see that stupid smirk. ]

How long have you been watching us? [ No, not us - c'mon Darcy. So, she scratches it out and re-writes it correctly. More direct. ] Me. How long have you been watching me?

Not long. I was only made two month ago, you know.

[ but he knows if he drags it out too much, she'll cut him off. still, he can't quell every urge he's having in her presence. ]

You look lovely in a gas mask.

[ Well, he should try to quell them. He really should. Especially when those words come out of his mouth. The eyeliner in her hand drops and she's backing up from the mirror. Backing away from him. He'd seen that - seen her in one of her most vulnerable moments with Steve. Had presumably seen their violent deaths...

And now was just casually throwing that out there like it was nothing. Like he was talking about the weather and not something she still hadn't fully gotten over, may never get over. She's not crying, won't cry - though she's close. The text goes out to Blake and she can't breathe. So, there's no response for now, just an awkward pause from her - showing that he'd finally struck a nerve. ]

[ ray's eyes move over the mirror, waiting. hopeful.

he fidgets. it's so unfortunate that he can't watch her reaction in this moment; watch the gears turn as she thinks back through the past few months of her life with a new element involved.

he fidgets. being this out of control had started off exhilarating.

he fidgets. now it was beginning to push in at him. he tries for more: ]

You know, even though I can't see you, it's like we're here together. Really together. You're so good to me.

[ She couldn't leave it on that note. Couldn't let him think he was doing something good. Think that he'd won. Darcy picks the eyeliner back up, making a decision then and there to make sure he understood that she wasn't playing around. ]

You make me sick.
If I ever see you on this side, I'll kill you.

[ And with that, she's wiping down the mirror, removing any traces of herself from it. She wasn't going to give him the chance to fixate on her handwriting or her messages. As far as she's concerned, she's done with him. Blake would be arriving soon and then she'd be able to begin to process everything. Figure out how to tell the people he'd decided to mention that they'd been watched. Figure out if he was just going to come after her or if it was going to be a full Avengers mess.

A problem for tomorrow. ]

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