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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.

Comments

[oversight]

[ When the call comes, there's no preventing Blake from coming to Darcy's aid. With Mirrors running rampant on the other side (and his own suspiciously inconspicuous), he knows there's bound to be trouble. He'd said he was retired, but there's not setting side helping a friend, especially one as special to him as Darcy.

Arriving at her room, he's quick to assess what's going on. The blood is haunting, but not an unfamiliar sight. Mirrors had a knack for being a little eccentric about almost everything. ]

Darcy, I think we oughta cover everything up, yeah?

[ Enough fabric pulled out of the closets and a person can hide almost anything. ]

Then maybe you come and stay with me...

[sorryitasedyou]

[ She shouldn't have talked to the mirror. Shouldn't have encouraged it... But there were a few things she needed to know. Darcy hears him, knows what he's saying is a good idea, however her feet just don't seem to want to move from that spot. ]

He's been watching me for over a month. He saw... He saw me die -- my talk after it with Steve. Everything, everything he could possibly creep on, he did. [ She gives a hollow laugh, crossing towards the mirror. ] That's my mirror's blood. She's still alive, but I don't know... I don't kn-- [ She brings a hand to cover her mouth, fixated on the handprint as hot tears roll down her cheeks. Shattering the mirror is something she should do, and yet she just can't seem to get herself to go get the tools and take care of it. ]

[oversight]

[ Torn between removing this image from their sight and attending directly to Darcy's obvious upset, he wavers for a second in an uncertain place. And then reality snaps back into place and he remembers he needs to take care of her first.

Reaching out, he pulls her against him, turning her away from that gruesome message, arms wrapping tightly around her. ]

Let's not let him keep watchin', then. C'mon. [ Gentle persuasion. ] Anywhere but here.

[sorryitasedyou]

[ She doesn't pull away from the embrace, burying her face in his neck for a long moment. She lets it out for a long moment before working to get herself back under control. Her breaths are shaky and uneven as she finally pulls back, giving a little nod before wiping at her face. ]

Okay.

[ There's one thing she wants to do before they go, though. Holding up a finger, she swallows hard before moving away - crossing to one of the drawers in the bathroom to pull out a hammer. It says something about life here considering she kept one in the bathroom. The object weighs heavily in her hand as she moves back to the mirror... And yet, despite everything she wants to do, she can't quite bring herself to break it. ]

[oversight]

[ John takes the hammer from her hand, carefully and with guarded intent. He doesn't want to remove any benefit this might bring her, but by the state of her, Blake doesn't quite think even breaking this mirror will help. ]

I got this, don't worry 'bout it...

[ But just in case she manages to work up the gumption, he lingers for a moment, expecting that she might take the hammer back if given the right personal incentive. ]

[sorryitasedyou]

[ She doesn't argue, even though it's tempting, because there's a serious concern that she might not manage to break it. That her hitting the mirror might bring Ray's mirror back. She didn't want to see or hear that again. Couldn't............ but --

She'd been through this before and last time she couldn't shatter the mirror on her own. Maybe this time it needed to be different. She pauses, half way to the door - turning around to look at him before reaching for the hammer again with a soft sniffle. ]

Why don't you wrap up the other mirrors while I deal with this... I should -- I need to do this.

[ Because the more she told herself that, the more she'd believe what she was saying was true. Granted, if he came back in and she was still standing there with the mirror intact, then he could actually do it. She had to try, though. ]