All my possession for a moment of time... [OTA]

Apr 16, 2012 19:18

As it turned out, everyone grieved differently -- and Elizabeth's preferred method was to just not openly do so, ever. Instead to celebrate her father as she thought he might want, to throw him a party. Invite everyone she knew, even if they didn't know him or her that well. And it was keeping her busy enough, along with preparing her lessons for ( Read more... )

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bestmonster April 16 2012, 13:14:22 UTC
Despite the fact that he spent most of his time these days with Violet, Tate still wandered. Ghosts didn't need much sleep after all. And he liked watching people; he couldn't help it.

And this was really kind of crazy, the woman, dressed super-fancy, crying under the table. Tate appeared there, cross-legged, elbows on his knees. "Are you okay?"

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elizabethrex April 16 2012, 13:38:55 UTC
She looked up at him, sharply. "This is none of your business. Leave me be."

Her voice was broken, raspy.

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bestmonster April 16 2012, 13:40:42 UTC
"Why are you crying?" Tate asked softly, face thoughtful and even a little concerned. "Did someone hurt you?" Because he could do something about that, you see.

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elizabethrex April 16 2012, 13:44:14 UTC
She gave him a look that was completely bitter and cynical. "Is time a person?" Her voice cracked again, and her eyes closed, trying to get a hold of herself. "Because he's hurt more deeply then any of the assassins ever did."

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without_athorn April 16 2012, 13:24:02 UTC
Ever since Katherine had found the book about herself in the library and had run out screaming, she'd hated going in there. Still, sometimes she had no choice, especially when she wanted to learn more about modern things. And that was what brought her to the library today.

She rounded a corner, and quite unexpectedly found herself nearly tripping over someone who was hunched over a chair. Steadying herself and gathering her skirts up, she peered down.

"I apologize. I didn't see you there, and..." And it suddenly dawned on her that this was too unusual. Something was not right.

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elizabethrex April 16 2012, 13:41:29 UTC
She recognised the voice. Someone else she had lost, it had hurt so badly, Katherine hadn't been so much older then Elizabeth when she had died.

Now here Elizabeth was, carrying around a memory of a bright woman that this place had seen fit to preserve. "My lady Katherine..." It's a quiet murmur, and she barely lifted her head from her arms.

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without_athorn April 16 2012, 14:24:05 UTC
"Lady Elizabeth!" Something about the sight of Elizabeth curled up on herself took Katherine right back to court, when she would always seek her young cousin out for games or a nice walk whenever the king was in a particularly foul mood and might shout at her.

Kneeling down beside her, Katherine gently touched her cousin's arm. She was not so little anymore, of course, but it mostly felt the same. "Has someone upset you, Elizabeth?"

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elizabethrex April 16 2012, 14:29:42 UTC
She felt reluctant to talk about it, Katherine had already suffered enough -- and why should these things concern her? So she tried to keep it down, hide it away.

"... Just... Just time. The things I cannot help." The history book was still beside her on the floor.

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kiddosgotclaws April 16 2012, 17:54:04 UTC
Beatrix had tried finding out about who or what this place was from talking to people, and found out most were as clueless and baffled by what this was as she was. Tracking was far easier when she had a tangeable target. She was in the library, searching for a book on the history of the village itself. Not overly surprising, she found precisely nothing. She was headed out when she heard quiet crying.

'What in the hell has this place done now?' Was all she could think to herself, as she scanned the room for the source. She saw a woman trying to tuck herself under a table. She slowly walked over, kneeling next to her.

"Are you OK?"

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elizabethrex April 16 2012, 18:14:58 UTC
She turned her head barely at all, saw her out of the corner of her eye before trying to hide it. "Leave me be, it's nothing."

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kiddosgotclaws April 16 2012, 21:13:37 UTC
"I've never seen someone cry over nothing," She tried to look the woman in the eyes, "Are you sure you're OK?" She asked, concerned.

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elizabethrex April 17 2012, 00:00:46 UTC
"... It's not something I can explain." She found the book again, opened up the page to her, her family and pushed it at her.

"It's a cruel thing, to know your fate."

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faramir_hurin April 16 2012, 18:17:02 UTC
I saw her come in but did not go to her. Elizabeth knows I'm here and she obviously knew what she was after as she did not ask for help. I do note that she hasn't left for quite some time and eventually look for her. I'm not surprised to find her in the back of the building but shocked that she's on the floor.

"My lady, what..." I see the book. There really is nothing to be said.

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elizabethrex April 16 2012, 18:22:22 UTC
She didn't look up from where she was hiding. Knew him, because no one else called her 'my lady' save the women for her family.

"Captain. It's..." well she didn't say anything else. Words, they had always been her ally, but they seemed so useless now.

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faramir_hurin April 16 2012, 21:00:42 UTC
"I see the book." I do not know exactly what it says, but I know enough of her history to have an idea of what she's seen.

"Do you wish an escort back to your room?" That might help, not to be in public.

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elizabethrex April 16 2012, 23:58:34 UTC
"No just..." She didn't know. Wasn't sure if she wanted to be left alone, but she knew less how to need someone, even like this.

She closed her eyes again, turning away and trying to get a hold of this. "... I... read... He asked me to. My Father, he asked me to read the books for him, and that we'd do it together." Her voice wasn't much more of a whisper, trembling with the effort of saying it. "He always gave me books. He always was happy for me to learn..."

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the_missingone April 17 2012, 00:17:50 UTC
David spent a great deal of time in the library, studying for his classes and doing research. He had his backpack on and when he came in, he went to go to the table he regularly sat at.

However, he was distracted from his goal when he saw someone under the table. He set his backpack down in a chair and crouched down on his little legs, brows furrowed. "Hello, Elizabeth."

(tada!)

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elizabethrex April 17 2012, 00:22:11 UTC
She was startled when she heard him, looking up. "Little Owl..." She smiled, tiredly. Trying immediately in some kind of order. It didn't work... there was just too much right now.

(omgyey<3)

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the_missingone April 17 2012, 00:27:06 UTC
David stayed squatted there watching her. The book and her thoughts made clear what was going on. "What you read upset you," he noted.

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elizabethrex April 17 2012, 00:31:18 UTC
"Yes. Remember what I said about it being a hard thing to read?" Well, here was proof enough.

"Come here..." patted beside her. "I can explain this too, if you like."

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