Lara Croft
07 October 2013 @ 11:59 am
[So, this is Lara, sitting at a desk, making notes, looking a little excited by what she's planning. She addresses the device.]





Hello. Lara Croft here. I'm thinking of going on a trip and would like the input, please, of anyone who has gone Underground or even as far as the Clock. Thank you.

PRIVATE TO JOHN )
 
 
(carolena) lady of sorrows
07 October 2013 @ 05:11 pm
[ It is a rare sighting of a calm Carla. She's sitting, perched on top of a wooden stool, paintbrush poised. The odd thing about the scene is that she's in front of a sink, which leads one to believe... she is probably painting on the mirror. ]

You know what you are.

[She has occasionally been notorious for her unsolicited advice, and here is another dollop.]

You don't forget. You see it, every single day.

[Hyper focused on her work, she doesn't take her eyes away from where she is blotting out whatever it is she sees in that mirror. She makes a few more strokes before she picks up the camera and turns it on the piece:]



[A brief showing before she gathers everything up, leaving the bathroom. It reveals her to be in her beach front flat today, and the many large glass windows have yet to be covered. If you have quick eyes or cleverly rewind, you can see the rotting woman in the reflections, little flashes of grey skin and sunken eyes, lank thinning hair.]

You're all ugly.

[Her tone doesn't suggest an insult but acceptance. And if you wish to hang around and watch, she sets up at her large two-paned sliding door and begins to paint there as well:]

 
 
Julie Bastet Grigio
07 October 2013 @ 08:33 pm
[So, guess who's been hiding since seeing R's memory and being turned into a cat?

Julie. That's who. It's a lot to process, finding out that R ate Perry. Though, it's not really finding out if she suspected all along, is it? So the first part goes unfiltered and there's a certain quiet to her voice. It's the sound of someone who just went through something emotionally and mentally draining and only just made it out the other end.]


Hey. Everyone survive the weekend?

[Checking on friends first helps her feel better. Mostly because she's not focused on herself. She's incapable of doing so sometimes.]


Sorry for disappearing. It was partly the City's fault. And some of it was because I needed space, I think.

[And now, the filters.]

Private to R )

Private to Peter )

Private to Meyer )