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[vitaelamorte]

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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[squandered]

Just in case,

[ he repeats, almost- sweetly, and takes a final step towards the mirror. He prefers it when he can see what he reaches for, but this exception will be worth the risk. The Knight-Commander's hand pushes through the glass, and holds the book out for Jowan to take. ]

[ttlynotabloodmage]

[It's still not too late to just ignore it, to turn and leave, but Jowan reaches out anyway, his hand closing around the book and fingers brushing against the demons unavoidably as he accepts the gift doubtfully.]

I'm not going to use it. [He feels the urge to write again once the hand has retreated.]

In fact I'll just hide it, make sure no one else can use it either. That's all. You'll see.

[squandered]

[ Mmmm, funny. The Knight-Commander presses himself against the mirror, as if on the verge of breaking through whole. He whispers, his lips nearly brushing the glass. ]

Jowan. If that was all you wanted, then you would let it burn and be done with it. But you wouldn't waste my gift like that, would you? Just in case.

[ttlynotabloodmage]

[The demon knows him too well for Jowan's liking and for a moment he stubbornly tries to tell himself that he will just burn it and be done, but another part of him knows he won't. It makes him wonder if it's really such a terrible thing to just read about it, find out if there's anything helpful in the book. He won't actually do any of it after all! Surely just knowing is all right?

He can't bring himself to voice the lie either and insisting further will just make it clear how right the demon is, so Jowan just holds the book to his chest, staring at the creature with Cullen's face pressed so close to the mirror, then takes a step back and another, until he can make himself turn and flee the room with his prize held close.]

[squandered]

[ Speechless, are you? he asks after a while, but the silence only confirms his suspicion. His plaything, alas, is finally gone. Not without the book, he hopes, and leaves in search of someone else to help him pass the time. ]