entranceway | Video; early morning of 01/19

[The woman who pops onto the screen? She doesn't look at all pleased. She's disheveled and incredibly sore, but at least she's been able to have a shower since things have returned to normal. She'd woken up in her own bed, having muddied up the sheets -- so, okay, she's still pretty annoyed.

Still, it had occurred to her that she'd done something a little bit irresponsible the night before. It had been motivated by anger, certainly, but it isn't as if she'd killed the man -- still, she needs to get it off her chest and just make sure that he's -- you know, still alive.

She clears her throat.]

Uh, all right -- this message is especially for Alistair, or for anyone from his world -- now that this thing is working again.

I was attacked in the forest last night by someone accusing me of being a demon, so I thought that you guys might know him. I knocked him out and left him tied up outside the tavern, so I don't know where he'd be now.

[She scowls.]

And just to clear it up for anyone who might be wondering ... I'm not a demon.

[She motions to her hair.]

I mean, do you see a set of pointy horns? I have no interest in your immortal soul, okay? So further attempts to end me? Not going to be dealt with so gently.

[It's a bit of posturing since she's never actually killed anyone, but...they don't need to know that.]

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[She's glad to hear the sympathy in the woman's voice. Not many people really seem to know or understand what it's like, honestly. She nods.]

That's harder to do than you'd think.

[Trask had personally tortured and killed many of her friends. Seeing past that blinding rage, the thing that had been keeping her going for so many months...it was hard.]

Have you tried?

[ Her tone suggests honest curiosity, not doubt of Mystique's methods. The other woman peers with concern at her; there's something deeper in her expression that suggests a personal investment in the subject. ]

It may be hard, but... can it be done?

[She takes a deep breath and glances off the camera. It isn't exactly a good subject to talk about, even if it's been a little while since everything went down.

She nods eventually, though.]

...yeah, I tried. I don't know for sure if it worked, but I guess if the world is still intact in a few decades we'll know either way.

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It's much the same with... well, life in general, isn't it? You never really know what sort of impact your actions will have until later. Sometimes much later.

[ Robyn means it in a kindly, encouraging sort of way, and hopes very much that she isn't just about to depress the other woman. ]

You would never have expected Wonderland, would you?

[Mystique is a hard person to depress further when she's thinking the way she is. Depression wasn't a useful emotion, anyway.]

I wouldn't have, no. And you're right. I guess I should just be thankful that I had the opportunity to even try to change things.

Exactly. Not everyone can say that they were given another chance.

[ There's still a little smile. ]

If I see the man who attacked you, I'll be sure to give him a piece of my mind.

[ c: ]

[She nods, then.]

Thank you, I appreciate it -- especially since we barely know each other.

Well, we're all trapped in this mansion, aren't we? I think we ought to help each other, when we can.

[ Since they can't always manage it. ]

-- yeah, we should. Just my thoughts.

But -- still, thank you.