ariadne (![]() ![]() @ 2010-11-16 07:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | !@event, !closed, *log, ariadne, eames |
WHO: Ariadne and Lt. Eames
WHAT: Trying to explain things. The operative word there being "trying."
WHERE: Ariadne's apartment (604A)
WHEN: Backdated to yesterday evening, after this.
RATING/STATUS: Incomplete, closed, probably PG-13
As the events at Colligo went, this one seemed downright benign on the surface. Confusing and maddening, sure, but at least nobody was in imminent danger of having their brains eaten. In the literal sense, anyway.
Of course, Ariadne mused as she headed to unlock her door, they could be said to have their brains metaphorically eaten and then spit back out. Some people apparently just had different memories. Like Regulus, who was being far too nice about waiting around for their coffee or drink, given that he was normally a wizarding bigot who hated most normal humans. And then there were those who were changed physically as well. Phillipa was a teenager and thought she'd been stuck in Colligo for the past ten years - and Ariadne was afraid to ask just what she herself had been doing for those ten years.
And then there was Eames, ten years younger and looking to her for answers. That was unusual. Ariadne started making tea for both of them, and then on second thought pulled down the bottle of vodka from the cabinet. He might need a stiff drink to get through all this.