anon;

[impureheart]

The past cannot be changed. That much I know, but how do you steer the future toward the path you were once on? Is it possible without losing everything you have in the present?

-Marian

Comments

Re: anon;

[goodgrace]

Then you're not willing to do anything. You're selfish.
You don't know it's nothing until you try. You're never going to get a guarantee.

anon;

[impureheart]

I know I'm selfish that's what got me into this mess in the first place.

[ Jefferson you little pissant. ]

[goodgrace]

So stop. Do something unselfish and trust you won't plummet to your death.

anon;

[impureheart]

You say it as if it's so easy.

[goodgrace]

When you love someone with all your heart, it's easy. Nothing is worth having if you don't have them to share it with.

anon;

[impureheart]

I know.

[ It's almost a small bit of concession. Instead of questions and arguing against him as she was, like she was trying to convince herself to stay hidden away, behind the "Red Queen" where it was safer, she just agreed. For all that she had, she was absolutely miserable. ]

[goodgrace]

You have to try to get it to work.

anon;

[impureheart]

Leave it to you to decide I should keep trying the most seemingly impossible tasks.

[goodgrace]

Seemingly impossible doesn't mean impossible.

anon;

[impureheart]

And yet very much implies improbable.

[goodgrace]

Try it anyway. You're going to regret not trying.

anon;

[impureheart]

Regret is a familiar friend.

anon;

[goodgrace]

Let's stop hanging out with that friend.

anon;

[impureheart]

Have to give up all my friends too? You are strict about this leap of faith deal.

anon;

[goodgrace]

One leaper in one leaper out. You can't bring your friends on your leap of faith, sorry.

anon;

[impureheart]

Sure I can't just push one off with me?

[goodgrace]

Positive.

anon;

[impureheart]

[ It takes her a while to respond this time, though after a while. ]

Meet you at the other end of the rabbit hole.

anon;

[goodgrace]

See you there.
Don't lose your head on the way down, darling.

anon; 1/2

[impureheart]

No promises.

[ "Marian" won't reply after that. Off to go face her destiny. ]

locked;

[impureheart]

[ About 20 minutes before curfew, Anastasia sends him a message. ]

My room, now.

action;

[goodgrace]

[ He reaaally hopes this entire thing didn't turn out as terribly as it could because he's probably going to get a Queen's rage now.

And still goes anyway. Maybe he did go mad? No no... He's showing up, one knock on the door and then lets himself in without waiting for a reply because he's assuming that nobody else would be expected here ]

Soooo-?

action;

[impureheart]

[ No, they wouldn't. Not right now anyway. Ana's still wearing red, but it's mostly because she doesn't have wardrobe of another color yet. She would have stayed in her jumpsuit but the bottom was all wet from the snow and it was nearing bedtime anyway, so she'd changed into her night gown and robe a little while ago. When he comes in, she's already standing up, playing with the crown and looking down at it. Her eyes dart to him and before she can give herself a chance to hesitate, she meets him halfway and holds the crown out. ]

You can still use the bathroom as long as I'm in here but you have to take it. Show him you've got it before you get rid of it.

[ She was already pretty sure that Jefferson knew who she was after all. ]

action;

[goodgrace]

[ She gets a questioning look in return -- one of surprise but then he looks down, nodding once, with a soft smile on his face. The crown gets taken from her. ]

As you wish. I take it you landed safely on your feet then?

action;

[impureheart]

[ When he takes it, her grip on it makes it obvious that she's a little hesitant, but she's still doing it. Everything happened so quickly earlier that day. It was settling in now, as she gave things up and tried to figure out what to do with what she had. She was a little nervous, but she managed to let go of it. ]

As safe as one can be here.