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

[elizabethrex]

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

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[kiddosgotclaws]

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?"

[elizabethrex]

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."

[kiddosgotclaws]

"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.

[elizabethrex]

"... 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."

[kiddosgotclaws]

Beatrix looked at the picture, and realized who she was talking to.

"But this is just one person's view of history. Why would that upset you?" She asked, curiously.

[elizabethrex]

The list of what was upsetting her right now was too long to even start.

"If it was opinion that mattered -- that I could ignore. It's what happened." All of it, there was so much to mourn for.

[kiddosgotclaws]

"Is this where you came in from? The end of it, I mean?" Beatrix asked.

[elizabethrex]

"... No. I came from after the War with Spain." She did't really care if the woman knew of it or not.

"The worst of it happens after I am dead. And the way I die. My people who I failed. All of it... I just..." She shook her head, trying to find words, as more tears hit her dress.

[kiddosgotclaws]

Beatrix sat down across from her on the floor, just giving her full attention.

"I don't think I'd want to know how I died," She said, shaking her head at the thought, before adding, "I don't understand, how can you say you failed your people? I'm from 2003, and England is a superpower."

[elizabethrex]

"I die the way I... I'd rather be shot by an assassin, then the way I die." It horrified her, completely.

"... That's comforting to know. But I chose the wrong person to take my crown, I caused in the end, what I had killed and my whole family had killed for, to stop."

[kiddosgotclaws]

"But you're alive here. Who's to say you can't change that when you go home? I'm not sure exactly how this place works, but if you know that's not how you want to pass on, who's to say you can't change it?" It was really all Beatrix could think to say in regards to her death.

"You don't seem like the type of person to enter into that decision lightly. You must've believed at the time that it was what was best for your people, or I doubt you would've done it. Nobody can predict the future. Not even a queen."

[elizabethrex]

"It wasn't so much a choice... my body just... gave out on me. Life too harshly lived, apparently." She frowned, sighing.

"This isn't prediction, it's already happened. If it changes, your world changes. Games of Kings affect more then just my personal life." That she understood, this was her fate. Fate, once again she was consumed by it.

[kiddosgotclaws]

"I hadn't thought about it like that." Beatrix admitted, before getting quiet a moment.

"You do know most people would take the easy way out. Take this information," She pointed to the book, "And use it to their advantage, regardless of the consequences. The fact that you wouldn't makes you better than ninety nine percent of the people I know," Herself included in that number, "If you accept it as fact, what specifically has you upset?" She asked, curiously.

[elizabethrex]

She couldn't help but be a little sarcastic at that. "That's like saying that just because you are about to get a slap in the face, does it stop it from hurting when it hits?"

She sighed. "It's not just one thing, either. It's... so many things. So many complicated things I can't even --" she shut off, looking down at her hands.

[kiddosgotclaws]

Beatrix chuckled at that.

"Good point." She said, with a smirk, before her face turned serious again, "But you have nothing to really feel badly for. You led your people the best you could. Well enough that they recognize your and your family's name still in my time. I mean, my history knowlege is limited to what I learned in high school, but even I've heard of you. Do you really think that, if you made so many mistakes or failed your people, people in my time would remember you? Most people that fail bairly make a footnote, and are swept under the carpet pretty quick."