[Thread] - (For) One day, what's lost can be found
Characters: OU: Mercury, OU: Azula, OU: Usagi, OPEN~
Where: Loh-Tessera
When: after this entry
Summary: Mercury has reverted to her 'good' self. This is either worrisome, or an opportunity.
Warnings: Emo!good!Merc. Also, Azula will probably punt anyone she feels like.
Posting order: Azula --> Mercury --> whomever
Regrets were following themselves one after another through her mind. Fighting her friends. No, it hadn't started there, letting Kunzite win. Before that, her jealousy and selfishness over her friendship with Usagi-chan. Her cruel streak that had allowed her to let Osaka Naru be attacked. She could say what she liked about the Dark Kingdom's influence, but she had done those things even before then. And she was still the one who'd done them. The darkness that Mars said was in everyone, that Kunzite had seen so much of in her that she had become fascinating to him once it appeared openly.
Openly. Had it always been there?
Having found the inscriptions she'd left on her sword, the girl had decided to search her room as well. Her own taste, she noted with some displeasure, would have been much more conservative, drawing from softer colors and shades. Staring at her from one of her shelves, there was even a plush doll that looked like Kunzite, a cruel joke she supposed, as if even here she couldn't escape his compulsions. A momentary temptation to throw it across the room (dismissed as childish) overtook her. She left it where it was.
Those sword inscriptions made everything more complicated. The Princess was Sailormoon, the Princess had destroyed their world and might again. The Dark Kingdom had apparently sincerely wanted to prevent that. Ami would, in the current future of her world, fight the Princess as her 'good' self when that time came - and lose. Beryl, it turned out, had killed Nephrite, someone she'd almost considered a friend there.
Mercury realized belatedly that she had no idea when precisely Azula or Usagi were planning to show up. Not feeling up to facing Usagi (even a different Usagi than 'hers', as she'd learned), she'd decided it didn't matter.
She wasn't going anywhere anyway.
By the time she first heard someone at the door, Mercury still hadn't been able to summon up the impetus to change her clothing and still looked very much as she had while fighting for the Dark Kingdom.
"Come in."
She was sitting on a chair, wrapped in a blanket, staring rather blankly at nothing in particular, makeup still smeared slightly from an earlier brief run of tears.
(OOC: New subthread as you enter, plz, for anyone who wants to turn up - feel free to stick something in the journal thread to have a more plausible ic reason.)
Where: Loh-Tessera
When: after this entry
Summary: Mercury has reverted to her 'good' self. This is either worrisome, or an opportunity.
Warnings: Emo!good!Merc. Also, Azula will probably punt anyone she feels like.
Posting order: Azula --> Mercury --> whomever
Regrets were following themselves one after another through her mind. Fighting her friends. No, it hadn't started there, letting Kunzite win. Before that, her jealousy and selfishness over her friendship with Usagi-chan. Her cruel streak that had allowed her to let Osaka Naru be attacked. She could say what she liked about the Dark Kingdom's influence, but she had done those things even before then. And she was still the one who'd done them. The darkness that Mars said was in everyone, that Kunzite had seen so much of in her that she had become fascinating to him once it appeared openly.
Openly. Had it always been there?
Having found the inscriptions she'd left on her sword, the girl had decided to search her room as well. Her own taste, she noted with some displeasure, would have been much more conservative, drawing from softer colors and shades. Staring at her from one of her shelves, there was even a plush doll that looked like Kunzite, a cruel joke she supposed, as if even here she couldn't escape his compulsions. A momentary temptation to throw it across the room (dismissed as childish) overtook her. She left it where it was.
Those sword inscriptions made everything more complicated. The Princess was Sailormoon, the Princess had destroyed their world and might again. The Dark Kingdom had apparently sincerely wanted to prevent that. Ami would, in the current future of her world, fight the Princess as her 'good' self when that time came - and lose. Beryl, it turned out, had killed Nephrite, someone she'd almost considered a friend there.
Mercury realized belatedly that she had no idea when precisely Azula or Usagi were planning to show up. Not feeling up to facing Usagi (even a different Usagi than 'hers', as she'd learned), she'd decided it didn't matter.
She wasn't going anywhere anyway.
By the time she first heard someone at the door, Mercury still hadn't been able to summon up the impetus to change her clothing and still looked very much as she had while fighting for the Dark Kingdom.
"Come in."
She was sitting on a chair, wrapped in a blanket, staring rather blankly at nothing in particular, makeup still smeared slightly from an earlier brief run of tears.
(OOC: New subthread as you enter, plz, for anyone who wants to turn up - feel free to stick something in the journal thread to have a more plausible ic reason.)