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[It sounds as if she's just finished crying. There's a clink as she drops a spoon onto a dish and she finally speaks up.]
I said...I hope it goes down. [There's a nervous giggle.] But I don't know where down is. [Pause as the ship rumbles a bit. She takes in a trembling breath.] Looks like I was right, though.
Who knew that I would have them back? Who knew it would work like this?
I looked out my door today and saw the Darkness. I didn't know that Light Sorceress could curse people like this. Because that's what it is, you realize. It's not a flood. It's not...anything the Admiral has done. Condemn him if you like. It's more futile than usual.
[She turns on the camera. Those mentioned in the post who could see the curse will be able to see the vortex around her, invading her room.Barge magic, yeah]
I almost destroyed Moscow last time this happened. Last time, it was unintentional. Last time, they could talk me down from it and I could be saved from their...alternative method. [A bitter laugh.] Death.
They said once you pick a side that you can't change to the other one. Light to Darkness...all of that. I don't see why. It's so much easier to hate like this, isn't it? When you've been pushed so far, when so many people have kicked you in the face, it's easy to fall.
That's what power is, isn't it, O'Brien? [She reaches forward to turn off the transmission before she starts crying again. Then pauses.]
Someone might want to check on Petronilla. [BECAUSE SHE'S NOT. That's all!]
I said...I hope it goes down. [There's a nervous giggle.] But I don't know where down is. [Pause as the ship rumbles a bit. She takes in a trembling breath.] Looks like I was right, though.
Who knew that I would have them back? Who knew it would work like this?
I looked out my door today and saw the Darkness. I didn't know that Light Sorceress could curse people like this. Because that's what it is, you realize. It's not a flood. It's not...anything the Admiral has done. Condemn him if you like. It's more futile than usual.
[She turns on the camera. Those mentioned in the post who could see the curse will be able to see the vortex around her, invading her room.
I almost destroyed Moscow last time this happened. Last time, it was unintentional. Last time, they could talk me down from it and I could be saved from their...alternative method. [A bitter laugh.] Death.
They said once you pick a side that you can't change to the other one. Light to Darkness...all of that. I don't see why. It's so much easier to hate like this, isn't it? When you've been pushed so far, when so many people have kicked you in the face, it's easy to fall.
That's what power is, isn't it, O'Brien? [She reaches forward to turn off the transmission before she starts crying again. Then pauses.]
Someone might want to check on Petronilla. [BECAUSE SHE'S NOT. That's all!]
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 07:17 pm (UTC)It won't happen, Sveta. I can persuade you to stop it, I am sure of it, and nobody has to die, nobody has to suffer... please, it doesn't have to end like that, the Barge isn't that terrible - and those parts of it that are can change.
I don't intend to leave you trapped here, we'll get you a way out in the end, I'm sure of it.
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 07:18 pm (UTC)You're not sure about it, Neil. You're not sure about anything.
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 07:26 pm (UTC)And I'm certain you wouldn't let us all die or suffer. Not in the long run. Just as I'm certain that there are things here which make it worth it.
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 07:29 pm (UTC)I know, Neil. I know that. But I can't.
I won't change it. I hate it here too much. I hate myself for this too much.
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 07:38 pm (UTC)It needs to realise that, but a lot of us do. A lot of us really know how damn fortunate we are that you stood up to them, and we know you now.
You can stop this. You've stopped so many other things, so this time, you have to overcome yourself and stop it, but I know you can.
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 07:40 pm (UTC)I...can't. It's not that simple.
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Date: 2011-07-08 07:49 pm (UTC)Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 08:18 pm (UTC)Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 10:27 pm (UTC)[He paused and scratched his head a little,] There are so many people here who really, really believe in you. Care about you. And... as terrible as it is, Sveta, doesn't that count for something against the weight of awfulness there is here?
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Date: 2011-07-08 10:31 pm (UTC)Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 10:42 pm (UTC)But listen to me. Everything horrible about this place can be changed. That is half the point of this place. Change is possible. It always is, half the point of this place is exactly what you have done - even under great pressure, you can resist and do the right thing. Even against adversity, you can do that. You have a lot of worth within this place and we know it. A lot more of us know it than you would ever think. The amount of people I've talked to which just want you to be safe is astounding, and it... it will only continue that way, Sveta.
You're not here to be treated like you're stupid, or manipulated, because so many people here genuinely do respect you. Genuinely do see how you have so much value and...
I can't leave you alone. I love you and I don't want to see you like this.
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 10:51 pm (UTC)And I can't stop it. It's...I have to stop hating it. And I can't.
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 10:54 pm (UTC)[He put an arm around her, he just couldn't help it,] I can help you. I can try, Sveta.
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 10:57 pm (UTC)Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 11:00 pm (UTC)Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 11:03 pm (UTC)[She looked down.] Just stop.
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 11:04 pm (UTC)[He paused]
The alternative is unacceptable, I won't stop.
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 11:11 pm (UTC)I'm sorry I can't...
I'm not that person you thought, Neil. [A long pause.] I never was. You knew that, didn't you?
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 11:18 pm (UTC)I didn't have this illusion of you being some... amazingly pure and perfect person. I know better than anyone that behind those kind of people linger a lot of dark, repressed thoughts. That you shove your anger and your desire to do harm away, because you know you're better than that.
But sometimes, it slips. Sometimes, you can't keep it up. [He paused.] You never conned me into thinking you were someone you weren't. It's like the people who think I'm a naive little boy because I'm from the middle of nowhere, have principles and have never had sex. I'm not that person. There's a lot of things I think about, but never do. And sometimes, you can't quite keep that up.
I can see that. I'm not disillusioned. I wouldn't be here if I was.
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-08 11:36 pm (UTC)[And fear was more powerful than any other emotion.]
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-09 12:12 am (UTC)Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-09 12:24 am (UTC)I'm sorry I did this. But...I wanted it.
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-09 12:31 am (UTC)[He paused.]
You... if you're sorry, you can find it in you to stop it.
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-09 12:44 am (UTC)I am sorry! I didn't want this mess! But now that it's here, I...it won't go away!
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-07-09 06:37 am (UTC)I know, Sveta, but it can go away. Because I know you hate this place, and I know it must be damn difficult to make it go away, but it can and you can find the will, I know it.
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