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entranceway2013-10-24 09:21 pm
driven) wrote in entranceway2013-10-24 09:21 pm
003 ⇏ video & text
[ when the feed clicks on, it's of allison on her bed. she's looking off to the side, a tad worried. ]
So uh- [ her eyes come back to the feed, and she smiles a little. it's tired and a little sad, but she's trying. ] Two things. One, I'm not sure who all knew Lydia Martin, but she went home.
[ allison's not happy about that. not when she knows what's waiting for her. what she's going to see. but allison's already lived through it, so she can't really say much. this shouldn't really be news to too many of the others from home, seeing as she had gone around asking about lydia before making this announcement.
but then her eyes shift again, back off to the side. what the feed can't see is that allison's staring at the mirror hanging off the door to her closet, where she's had various versions of help me, please written in all different markers and make-up and anything that could be written on a mirror. ]
Secondly, anyone know what's happening in the mirrors? [ she's looking off in that direction and something happens, and it makes allison jump. in a matter of moments she's standing up off the bed and moving over closer to the mirror, turning the feed so that everyone can see it now. what the camera can see is that the mirror looks broken, almost shattered, but when allison reaches out to touch it, the pads of her fingers move smooth over the glass. ] Or better question- do we know if it'll stay over there?
[ and that's where she ends it. ]
PRIVATE TEXT TO » Jo Harvelle
so uh
about that talk?
PRIVATE TEXT TO » Cora Hale
you busy?
PRIVATE TEXT TO » Jackson Whittemore
hey
I don't really know what's up with you
but we should talk. or hang out. or something.
So uh- [ her eyes come back to the feed, and she smiles a little. it's tired and a little sad, but she's trying. ] Two things. One, I'm not sure who all knew Lydia Martin, but she went home.
[ allison's not happy about that. not when she knows what's waiting for her. what she's going to see. but allison's already lived through it, so she can't really say much. this shouldn't really be news to too many of the others from home, seeing as she had gone around asking about lydia before making this announcement.
but then her eyes shift again, back off to the side. what the feed can't see is that allison's staring at the mirror hanging off the door to her closet, where she's had various versions of help me, please written in all different markers and make-up and anything that could be written on a mirror. ]
Secondly, anyone know what's happening in the mirrors? [ she's looking off in that direction and something happens, and it makes allison jump. in a matter of moments she's standing up off the bed and moving over closer to the mirror, turning the feed so that everyone can see it now. what the camera can see is that the mirror looks broken, almost shattered, but when allison reaches out to touch it, the pads of her fingers move smooth over the glass. ] Or better question- do we know if it'll stay over there?
[ and that's where she ends it. ]
PRIVATE TEXT TO » Jo Harvelle
so uh
about that talk?
PRIVATE TEXT TO » Cora Hale
you busy?
PRIVATE TEXT TO » Jackson Whittemore
hey
I don't really know what's up with you
but we should talk. or hang out. or something.
[video > private]
Rest of us...you mean you didn't know?
[video > private]
[It's something that he's bitter about, that he could have the wool pulled over his eyes for so long, but it's not as if he was the only one. No, only a select few angels had actually known the reality of the situation.]