❀32nd Charm❀ ⇁ video ⇁ various locks
[This is an automated post, sent out the day after Lily died when she didn’t return to stop it. She’s seen too many people die and not come back to risk leaving some things to chance. Feel free to leave notes in response or w/e, she'll get to them when she wakes up]
Locked to the Take Down Bellatrix crew
I just…I wanted to thank you for your help. And that if you go around blaming yourselves for whatever happens, I’m going to hit you when I get back. Each of you. Somewhere painful and highly visible, so when people ask about the bruise you can tell them that you couldn’t defend themselves against a teenaged girl.
Locked to Lois Lane
If you can see this, it’s because something went wrong whilst dealing with Bellatrix, and I’m dead. [a faint smile] I’m sorry, please don’t shoot anyone. I should have set up everything Alliance related so that you can access it. Most of it is set up to be accessed through my business - there’s a written document stating that everything’s to be transferred to you, if I - well. I expect I’ll be back in a week and none of this will be necessary, but if not, Fidelius is yours. Bethany Hawke should have enough training by now to keep it supplied.
Thank you for everything, Lois.
Locked to Catty
If you’re getting this, it’s because I - well, you’ve probably heard the news anyway, at this point. Do me a favour and find that plasteel cylinder of sunscreen, will you? However this turns out, I think you were right about me needing a break. I promise we’ll do something together that doesn’t involve anything war or Alliance related, when I return.
Locked to the Normandy Crew
Whatever happened, I’m sure that Jack and Garrus have filled you in already. [She draws in a breath. This is beginning to wear on her now, thinking about how she might die soon and being terrified she won’t come back] Thank you, for all the help you’ve given me. If you don’t mind, I’d like to stay on the Normand once this whole debacle is over, even though we should have taken care of Bellatrix. You’re all bloody insane, but I…enjoy being around you. So! Don’t go anywhere this week, all my things are in the new Normandy. Revan hasn’t wanted to let go of me the entire year I’ve been here thus far, but if it turns out that I don’t come back after that week, don’t feel obligated to…wait.
Locked to Isolde
…I’m sorry.
Locked to Carver
[She looks away from the camera for a moment, swallowing] After telling you that everything was going to turn out fine and that it was a great plan, it…would appear that it wasn’t. If you’re seeing this, that is to say. I still maintain that it’s a great plan, actually, although the fact that I’m recording this at all is practically shouting ‘hello, I have doubts about the viability of this plan!’, but-
[She breaks off, looking back at the camera and narrowing her eyes] And now I’m all but tripping over my own words, thank you very much. This was never a problem until you kissed me, do you know that? I suppose I don’t really have a leg to stand on, there, considering I started it, but still.
[She’s quiet for a moment, looking down at her hands] I’m sorry. I really don’t know what to say. I want to promise I’ll be back in a week and you can tell me it was a stupid plan and I’ll argue that it wasn’t, but I’m not convinced… [She sighs] This isn’t helping anything.
I care about you, Carver. And I can’t say how much I’m looking forward to spending more time with you, once this situation is over. [She had intended to warn him, to say that she might not come back, and that he shouldn’t dwell on her if she didn’t but the words won’t come]
…I’ll come back. I promise.
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Locked to the Take Down Bellatrix crew
I just…I wanted to thank you for your help. And that if you go around blaming yourselves for whatever happens, I’m going to hit you when I get back. Each of you. Somewhere painful and highly visible, so when people ask about the bruise you can tell them that you couldn’t defend themselves against a teenaged girl.
Locked to Lois Lane
If you can see this, it’s because something went wrong whilst dealing with Bellatrix, and I’m dead. [a faint smile] I’m sorry, please don’t shoot anyone. I should have set up everything Alliance related so that you can access it. Most of it is set up to be accessed through my business - there’s a written document stating that everything’s to be transferred to you, if I - well. I expect I’ll be back in a week and none of this will be necessary, but if not, Fidelius is yours. Bethany Hawke should have enough training by now to keep it supplied.
Thank you for everything, Lois.
Locked to Catty
If you’re getting this, it’s because I - well, you’ve probably heard the news anyway, at this point. Do me a favour and find that plasteel cylinder of sunscreen, will you? However this turns out, I think you were right about me needing a break. I promise we’ll do something together that doesn’t involve anything war or Alliance related, when I return.
Locked to the Normandy Crew
Whatever happened, I’m sure that Jack and Garrus have filled you in already. [She draws in a breath. This is beginning to wear on her now, thinking about how she might die soon and being terrified she won’t come back] Thank you, for all the help you’ve given me. If you don’t mind, I’d like to stay on the Normand once this whole debacle is over, even though we should have taken care of Bellatrix. You’re all bloody insane, but I…enjoy being around you. So! Don’t go anywhere this week, all my things are in the new Normandy. Revan hasn’t wanted to let go of me the entire year I’ve been here thus far, but if it turns out that I don’t come back after that week, don’t feel obligated to…wait.
Locked to Isolde
…I’m sorry.
Locked to Carver
[She looks away from the camera for a moment, swallowing] After telling you that everything was going to turn out fine and that it was a great plan, it…would appear that it wasn’t. If you’re seeing this, that is to say. I still maintain that it’s a great plan, actually, although the fact that I’m recording this at all is practically shouting ‘hello, I have doubts about the viability of this plan!’, but-
[She breaks off, looking back at the camera and narrowing her eyes] And now I’m all but tripping over my own words, thank you very much. This was never a problem until you kissed me, do you know that? I suppose I don’t really have a leg to stand on, there, considering I started it, but still.
[She’s quiet for a moment, looking down at her hands] I’m sorry. I really don’t know what to say. I want to promise I’ll be back in a week and you can tell me it was a stupid plan and I’ll argue that it wasn’t, but I’m not convinced… [She sighs] This isn’t helping anything.
I care about you, Carver. And I can’t say how much I’m looking forward to spending more time with you, once this situation is over. [She had intended to warn him, to say that she might not come back, and that he shouldn’t dwell on her if she didn’t but the words won’t come]
…I’ll come back. I promise.
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