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the displaced; mods (displacedmod) wrote in thedisplaced,
@ 2018-09-14 22:02:00

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Event: Unseelie Court Ball
WHO: The Displaced and a bunch of fairies.
WHEN: From midnight until 6am. Technically early Sunday morning.
WHERE: Another dimension
WHAT: The Unseelie Court invites you to a ball. (Make sure to tag your characters as you add them). Masks arrived shortly after the Abducted were taken the prior night.
TRIGGERS: TBD

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THE UNSEELIE COURT BALL

You wanted a ball. The Unseelie Court was more than happy to oblige.

FOR THE DETAILED DOCUMENT, CLICK HERE.

CODE BY TESSISAMESS

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Re: the trial takers.

firststeps
2018-09-17 03:05 am UTC (link)

"No," she said again, eyes flashing away from the card and up to Luke. "That is absurd. Who demands someone apologize to themself?" She countered, more bite in her tone than she typically tossed his way, but it didn't feel as if it was because of him. It was because she didn't want to admit that it felt right and there was still the pull to look towards the mirror.

There was a stubbornness in Rey's eyes as the next desperate attempts were thrown out. An apology to Han Solo, for gutting out a portion of the Falcon when she was alone and had taken ownership of his ship as it sat grounded in Chicago. For acting as if she had any right to do so. Another apology to Han, as well as Leia, for revealing too much of their future by accident and weighing down their hearts. An apology to Steve Rogers, for not having it in her to try to regain his friendship. Each one of these brought another flash of heat to the card and Rey'd even dropped it at one point, only for it to find itself back in her hand, with her pressing her finger tips to her lips. Frustration was mounting in her and the pressure was growing because she was more than aware of how the clock was ticking down. And all the while, she ignored the pull to look back to the mirror.

And then she heard the name of the woman on her card. While Rey had been completely drowning out most of the guest, all of this that was happening was for Gabrielle Delacour. It was like a beacon call and Rey's eyes caught sight of the man. She watched him for a moment, her hand crumpling the card in her hand, and when she turned her eyes away, she knew Luke was right. She looked to Luke for a moment, long and hard, before turning her gaze back to the mirror that had been trying so strongly to get her attention. It felt like being thrown back this time because there was no resistance.

Suddenly, all she could see was the line of duplicates. She'd done this before. She'd been here before. Duplicates of herself as far as the eye could see. When she'd last been in this position, she'd reached out and pressed her hand to the mirror, begging to see her parents. Back when she'd still held onto the belief that protected her from the truth. She'd rather believe that they were going to come back than accept that she'd been thrown away as if she was nothing.

She'd believed that for so long. Even during her years in Chicago and a portion of her time here. It was only with her memories, and some time, that she was able to begin to push that feeling away. She wasn't nothing. She wasn't nobody. And she had told herself she needed to stop allowing that feeling. She'd made that promise in Leia's company, though it wasn't spoken to the General. It was a promise to herself.

And now she needed to make peace with herself, too.

She moved through the line of duplicates, nothing to distract her, just a black abyss and another and another and another of herself as far as she could see. But eventually, just as it had on Ahch-To, it came to an end. And she finally stepped to final spot in line, a row of herself back that mimicked her motions, all followed her lead as she stared ahead at the one anomaly. There was no mirror now. In front of her was herself, yes, but not a duplicate. The young girl who had turned pained eyes to the sky and begged for a sip to turn around. This version of herself was looking ahead at the Rey of the present, watching and waiting.

Rey dropped down to a knee in front of her younger, expectant self, and drew in a breath. "You were never nobody," she whispered, voice strained as she did so. "I'm sorry I made you hold onto that," she added, chest tight as she did so. And her younger self turned her gaze upward to look at her, just for a moment, before smiling.

And then Rey was back in the swirl of the ballroom, staring ahead at her reflection, and the card that she'd crumpled in her hand burst into a poof of smoke.

Gabrielle was free.

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