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Oct. 5th, 2011 08:59 pm
greatlightother: (thinking of all the things)
[Friend/Acquaintance Filter- this is SUPER generous. If you’ve EVER had a decent conversation with her, consider yourself on it.]

Once upon a time… [She laughs a bit here.] Now that just sounds silly, doesn’t it? I always wanted to live in a fairy tale, but…well, the last one I went to wasn’t exactly what I thought it would be. But I always did that at one point in my life. Think of things as better than they really are, I mean.

This place has changed me. Not…for the better, either. I don’t think that way anymore. And…that’s no me.

So I’m leaving. And I really wish I could stay, but I let this place break me. Something I saw coming a long time ago, honestly. I’ll miss you all, but I need to face my life again. Or at least attempt it.

[Infirmary Filter]

It's been a pleasure working with all of you. I know that we have seen our ups and down and that you will continue to see those ups and downs, even after I'm gone. The infirmary has been a source of pride for me and a way for me to go and escape. Just don't forget why we're all really here- to help people. That's it. That's all we have to do.

I'm sorry to leave you right before something happens- but that's just it...something always happens. There will never be a good time. But you're all capable doctors and healers of some kind. You can face whatever happens.

[Private to Four]

Can I ask for one last ride, Doctor?

[Private to O’Brien]

Last chance, comrade. I’m not going to play anymore.
greatlightother: (shock and awe)
[Filtered to Infirmary]

[Sveta's got blood on her cheek and her hands, but she doesn't seem to notice. She's not in her room now, but rather, moving down the hallway.]

Neil...um...Neil Howie and Barron are hurt. They're...in my cabin. Level two. It shouldn't be far.

God...please hurry. Elle's there but...God...

[Filtered AWAY from her friends and people who have publicly protected her]

[This is quite a bit later. She's cleaned up. It's still video and you can see brightly colored flowers behind her. She's huddled near the greenhouse, in the little area that Eddie and Jane have their color garden.]

I'm tired of the fighting. I'm tired of your hatred towards me. It's alright. You're only human, right? That's what humans do. They fight and they hate, no matter what anyone else does. The Light be damned.

I'm not going anywhere.

[OOC: Okay, guys, this is the endgame! There's a note about it here. This is basically her "come and get me" post. I'm going to do first come, first serve on this, honestly, because it needs to get done and IC events have made this less complicated and it's less necessary for a mob type fight. This also follows this log. I'll make an ooc post in a few hours to end the event, so consider this your notice to get in any bad luck stuff!]

-101-

Jul. 8th, 2011 11:27 am
greatlightother: (you hurt my feelings)
[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!]

-100-

Jul. 1st, 2011 07:49 pm
greatlightother: (thinking of all the things)
[Sveta's back, friends! She's on the deck, dressed as if going to a ceremony. A long white dress whispers around her ankles and her hair falls loose around her face. She looks as if she had been crying once, but has since brushed it off, revealing only a few faint splotches of red around her eyes. She sets the camera down and takes a deep breath.]

Destiny. We're all supposed to have one, yes? We're all supposed to follow it. But I never knew you could change it.

[She holds up her hands to show them. They're covered in a faint white dust which she brushes off quickly, creating a small cloud.]

Chalkdust. [She gives the camera a very serious look.] It might as well be bloodstains. [She reaches into a small purse and pulls out a cigarette, lighting it quickly. Yeah. Sveta smokes. Enjoy that.]

Fuck them. I'm not going back.

[Private to Ardent]

I can erase Destiny. They asked me to erase the Destiny of a young boy.

[Private to Howie]

I'm back. [A soft laugh.] Obviously. He didn't stop me.

[Filtered to Friends]

Give me tonight. Then tomorrow, get me drunk. Or something.

[[OOC: So. Apologies for the Sveta spam again. BUT...Sveta's had a canon update, yay! The details of that will come later! For now, she's just a little freaked out. Also, feel free to spam if you want. She'll be up on deck for a while.]

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