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maskormenacelogs2017-03-03 08:06 am
ewenique) wrote in maskormenacelogs2017-03-03 08:06 am
under the fog there are shadows moving
WHO: MK & friends. or acquaintances. or people she harasses.
WHERE: various.
WHEN: throughout March.
WHAT: MK is shady and weird, others endure her.
WARNINGS: themes of depression/death/violence. Some spoilers for Orphan Black: Helsinki in one of the starters.
( SPOILERS for Orphan Black: Helsinki. )
She has been careful. Slow, even, to move and begin and to construct. She still needs to understand this place better, but there is one thing that she knows, and that is that she will not be made a victim. She may run, and she may hide, but she is not a scared forest creature, or a child. She belongs to shadows, now, or they belong to her. Since her return, MK has found herself—
Fortified, perhaps that is the word. No more playing by the rules of other people. There is Veera Suominen, the girl that died with her sisters, and there is 3MK29A, the ghost that will haunt all those responsible. And here there must be more: there is Marja, the public face, and now perhaps she will need to be a wizard, as well, a master of spells and deception.
In the great scheme of things she wondered if she was Dorothy, wandering a yellow brick road. Niki, though, was not Tin Man or Toto or Lion or Scarecrow. Niki was more important, more essential. Jade and Justyna and all of the others, they were important too, but Niki? Niki had been everything. She has cast each of them in different parts. It is foolish, though: her sisters are dead, and the stories written about them do not bring them back to life, only confirm that terrible things happened to them. There had been mirages, moving incarnations of her sisters that haunted her, and MK’s response had first been to cry, and then to rage, and now she is throwing herself into work to try and forget how it had felt to see Niki and their sisters judging her - despising her for being living, rather than dead and with them, or for dragging them into this whole disaster.
MK sits behind her collection of screens, and starts to type. There are new dangers, now. There is more work to do.
ELENA — FRANK — ROBBIE — SARA
WHERE: various.
WHEN: throughout March.
WHAT: MK is shady and weird, others endure her.
WARNINGS: themes of depression/death/violence. Some spoilers for Orphan Black: Helsinki in one of the starters.
( SPOILERS for Orphan Black: Helsinki. )
She has been careful. Slow, even, to move and begin and to construct. She still needs to understand this place better, but there is one thing that she knows, and that is that she will not be made a victim. She may run, and she may hide, but she is not a scared forest creature, or a child. She belongs to shadows, now, or they belong to her. Since her return, MK has found herself—
Fortified, perhaps that is the word. No more playing by the rules of other people. There is Veera Suominen, the girl that died with her sisters, and there is 3MK29A, the ghost that will haunt all those responsible. And here there must be more: there is Marja, the public face, and now perhaps she will need to be a wizard, as well, a master of spells and deception.
In the great scheme of things she wondered if she was Dorothy, wandering a yellow brick road. Niki, though, was not Tin Man or Toto or Lion or Scarecrow. Niki was more important, more essential. Jade and Justyna and all of the others, they were important too, but Niki? Niki had been everything. She has cast each of them in different parts. It is foolish, though: her sisters are dead, and the stories written about them do not bring them back to life, only confirm that terrible things happened to them. There had been mirages, moving incarnations of her sisters that haunted her, and MK’s response had first been to cry, and then to rage, and now she is throwing herself into work to try and forget how it had felt to see Niki and their sisters judging her - despising her for being living, rather than dead and with them, or for dragging them into this whole disaster.
MK sits behind her collection of screens, and starts to type. There are new dangers, now. There is more work to do.
ELENA — EARLY MARCH.
MK is idly browsing when she sees it - a woman walking down a street, where the lighting could be best described as “adequate, barely.” One of the lights flickers, and her brow furrows a little. She twists, looking to another part of the screen, and frowns at the sight of five men. A touch of the screen, and she can sharpen part of the image - something catching the small bit of light there is, and she swears softly. Knives.
It takes her a few moments. She doesn’t know the woman’s name or her contact information, only her location, and she is still learning the nuances of her abilities.
Her fingers grasp at one of her burner phones tightly, the fingers of her other hand twisted tightly into her hair.
Ring ring. )
I'm gonna assume this is EARLY March and before her mirage starts following her around
Hello?
YES a+ also I'm so sorry for my slowness
( MK's voice is altered by a device, blurring her accent and her age as she tries to speak quickly. ) Go left. In case the men ahead hear your voice, you need to go left.
( One of them is looking in the direction that the phone ringing came from, and MK's jaw clenches. )
no subject
All right. I'm going.