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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

[infernalis]

Well... [ He leans in, quirking a brow, looking as if he's about to share a secret. ] Do you know the people she cares about? Do you know who she's close to? I'm sure you've watched her enough by now, so you probably do.

[ Then, he leans back, picking up his drink and considering it. ]

You've got to earn their trust. Maybe her's, too. They naturally think we're all evil in the stereotypical, mustache-twirling way, so that has to change before you can do real damage. Little jabs an insults are easy. You have to work toward the end game.

[fatalistics]

[She nods, impressed, raising her glass in his direction a little.] I like the way you think. She's closest to Stanford Pines and that bumbling mage, Jowan. I'll start there, nice and slow.

[infernalis]

[ Sam doesn't recognize either name and, frankly, doesn't care. It's the thought that counts, right? ]

I'm sorry we haven't spoken before. [ He says, leaning in just slightly, flashing her another smile. ] So many of the other Mirrors are... [ And he groans, rolling his eyes. ] Honestly? Infuriating. And simple.

[ Blah blah blah, the Queen and her orders... whatever. ]

[fatalistics]

Likewise. It's refreshing to meet someone with vision. [Besides, she reflects, it's not as though playing with little old Elizabeth is going against any orders of the Queen; it just doesn't do anything to help her either, and Liz is more than all right with that.]

[infernalis]

[ "Vision," huh? He likes that. It soothes his hungry ego. ]

Have you ever been over there? [ Sam asks, with a jerk of his head that she may catch to mean "on the Real side." ]

[fatalistics]

[Elizabeth shakes her head, a tight black curl falling over her shoulder as she does so.] I haven't found the right opportunity just yet.