Светлана Едгарова Назарова

 [Warden Filter]

This is a little late, but...well, the port got in the way of it.

I've spoken to Constable Crabtree and he has agreed to supervise my major wardening decisions for the next two weeks, at which point he can make the decision as to whether or not to continue. No reason to put it up for yet another debate, unless someone absolutely feels the need.

I've included my request to the Admiral. You can show this to your inmates if you wish as proof of activity on your part.

[Addressed to the Admiral; warden filter included]

Take away the cursing ability completely.

[PRIVATE to the Admiral]

Two more gowns for Petronilla to replace the ones she's likely ruined. Make them different, if you will, but still fashionable for her time. I'll deliver them myself.

[Friends filter]

I never did...thank you. If I did, it wasn't enough. It wasn't nearly enough to express how much each and every one of you have made this place tolerable. More than tolerable. If I had to spend the rest of my time here, which I know I don't...thanks to many of you, I know it would be alright.

I'm sorry for what was said and I'm sorry if I made any of you feel like you didn't do enough.

You did.

You did so much more than you know.

I hope that you made it out of port alright. Please tell me that you did and let me know if there's anything I can do. 

[Private to Brax]

Why didn't you tell me?

[Infirmary Filter]

I'm only assuming that, with the nature of this last port, that you might need an extra hand and, really, I'd like to come back and help if that's alright.

[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!]