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driftfleet2015-10-20 11:18 am
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2015-10-20 11:18 am
Entry tags:
- !event,
- ahsoka tano,
- coil lenn,
- margaret "peggy" carter,
- nami,
- natasha romanoff,
- nelkeila tarid,
- nyssa al ghul,
- octavia blake,
- one,
- phèdre nó delaunay de montrève,
- r. daneel olivaw,
- rapunzel,
- remy lebeau,
- riku,
- robin redbreast,
- rogue,
- santanico pandemonium,
- shawn hunter,
- sokka,
- stefan salvatore,
- steve rogers (ou),
- steven quartz universe,
- stiles stilinski,
- syeira,
- tadashi hamada,
- tekhetsio,
- the vision,
- vash the stampede,
- vima sunrider,
- wanda maximoff,
- wrath,
- yamanaka ino
...And also these.
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But if you aren't here to perform, are you here to watch? We're all either on the stage or in the audience. No waiting in the wings allowed.
[Seems perfectly rational, for all that it's half nonsense. But when the room you're standing in looks like it sprung straight out of a Stephen King novel, rational ain't quite what it used to be.]
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Uh... that depends on the show, I guess.
[If those were her only two options, then it really did depend.]
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[It isn't meant to be pleasant. Natasha's mind isn't a pleasant place. There are pleasant memories, maybe, but it's clear outsiders are not privy to them. Not right away, anyway. For all that the room is ominous, though, the Natasha-shaped figure on the shelf isn't threatening. Not really.]
Life. Do you watch, or do you join in? Not the kind of show you can stay undecided about.
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[Semantics, maybe, but Rogue also doesn't like the inference that her life, her choices are a performance. So she hesitates to take the Natasha-shaped figure's fork in the road.]
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[She's waiting for an answer, ever so patiently. See? Ankles crossed, hands on her thighs, head cocked to one side.]
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[Life as a metaphor, that is. She's been a bit busy trying to just... survive it.
At the figurine's expectant posture, though, Rogue does think about it. What is life?
An often quoted phrase comes to mind first. Life is...]
Pain. [But that wasn't all of it, though.] Joy, too. Struggle. [A longer pause.] Hope.
[...yeah. That sounded about right.]
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Emotions? Sounds much more confusing than a show. But struggle...is it a fight, then, do you think? Are you just trying to survive?
[It's just small talk, her tone says, but her eyes and forward-leaning posture seem anything but casual.]
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[Though that might not have been a direct answer to the figurine's question, it was her instinctive response. It is also not her habit to talk directly about herself, her goals, and so if the question is to be answered directly it would have to be asked again. Or perhaps that was answer enough, the quick certainty of the first response and the slower feeling of her way throughout the rest.]
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[She approves of the instinctual response, is patient enough listening to the rest, but a small frown creases her brow. There's still no answer to her question, no purpose to this. So she asks the natural question.]
So not just survival, not a performance. Hope, pain, struggle. Did you come here to compare philosophies, argue the definition of life? Or was there something else?
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I don't really know why I'm here. [A shrug, glancing around.] Last thing I knew, I was goin' to sleep... next thing I knew I was here.
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[Joy, too, but it's so much more fleeting than the rest. Hard to find, impossible to capture. Easier to keep even the word a secret, held between the lips. She gestures to the painting.]
Everyone comes here for a reason, but no one has to stay if they don't want to. The exit's over there.
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Everyone comes for a reason?]
What do ya think that reason is?
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Usually, it's because there's something they want to see. Is there something you've come to see?
[Everyone comes to see a show. The metaphor should be obvious enough.]
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Is there somethin' you wanna show me?
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Podorozhnitsa dolls are made for children. Giving them faces is considered bad luck. Invites evil in. Have you ever seen one?
[She holds it out, offering the slightly-more-than-fist-sized bundle to Rogue.]
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[And not sure what she thinks of a faceless doll (and finding a faceless doll all too metaphorically familiar), Rogue hesitates before, yes, reaching out to take the doll.]
cw implied waterboarding
[A moment longer and there's the sound of gasping breath, long moments of it in between longer silences, the sound of water splashing. The longer it goes on, the more the listener may become aware of their own breathing, of restraints on their limbs. Of immobility and helplessness. Trapped. There's the sound of a different voice. Two voices, one older and harsh, one young, ragged but determined. "Tell me your name." "Natalie Rushman." "Make me believe you." "Natalie Rushman, born November 23rd--" "Nyet. Again." And then there's the water again, and a voice trapped behind it--]
cw implied waterboarding
Experiencing it was no picnic either, but that she was used to - the unpleasant memories of others.
Very carefully, she set the doll back on a shelf.]
Bastards.
[It's said with very precise elocution for such a Southern drawl.]
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I am what they made me. What does that make me, would be the logical follow-up.
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[It's an instinctive answer, no hesitation behind it, followed up only by the slight jutting upwards of her chin -- because screw them, that's why. As if they have the right to define us just because we were in their control for a time.
They can make us, they can mold us, but in the end once we're out and we look back -- then we are more than their fingerprints. We have to be.]
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Funny sort of math you've got there. I am more than what I was made to be? Sometimes I wonder. Sometimes I wonder if I didn't just change the labels.
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We don't always make the right choices, though, do we?
[Still thoughtful. More philosophical than anything, but no less true for that--she's made her share of truly awful decisions. Chosen poorly. Chosen without caring about the consequences.]
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