[Six - Right Through The Eye] [Wonderland Plot]

[the_effect_she_has]

[When the journal opens, there are drops of water that drip down on the page. They are erratic, so it is not rain. The faint smell of salt comes from them, and when the shaky writing appears ... well, you can only assume they are tears. Because they are.]

Peeta is ... gone. He's gone ... home.

[There are more spatters on the page, and then a shaky breath.]

Peeta is gone, and there's a mirror here in the front hall. Since I don't have anything left to lose, I figured I'd just go through it. And if I die? All the better.

[There's the angry wiping of her eyes.] I don't care anymore, do you understand? You took the boy I loved, and I don't care what happens to me now. So you can go to Hell, Castle. Straight to Hell.

[She breaths out.] See you on the other side.

Comments

[assassino]

Friends beyond a mirror? That makes little sense to me... and does Peeta's absence mean you should go against what he would want for you?

[the_effect_she_has]

There's a mirror in the front hall. It's ... well. It's enticing people inside. I was just going to jump in for the hell of it. [And she still is.]

[Which is why she snorts at Ezio.] He's not here. And I don't even know if he's still alive ...

[assassino]

I have not seen it, but I know better than to trust witchcraft.

[He's trying to be patient. Hysterical girllllsssss.]

You should not assume the worst until you have the truth.

[the_effect_she_has]

Don't. Even I don't do that.

[She was all but growling.]

I'm going through. Period.

[assassino]

I cannot stop you, but though you are a stranger to me, I worry about your safety.

[the_effect_she_has]

...I wouldn't worry too much. Mostly because I'm either going through with friends, or the other side apparently is insane.

[assassino]

I think there is always cause to worry when such concerns are present...

[the_effect_she_has]

You might be right, but I'm far past worry.

[assassino]

And nothing can convince you to wait until your panic passes?

[the_effect_she_has]

Not a damned thing.

[assassino]

I knew your lover, briefly. He spoke fondly of you. It would be amiss of me to let you go without notice.

[the_effect_she_has]

Well, if you want you can come with us on our trip through the mirror. I seem to be leading a field trip at this point.

[Disgruntled? Just a little.]