[[half interlude/half open post + entropy manipulation: a fatalistic warning]]

[forgethertoo]

FOR EVERYONE

Aornis is mildly irritated. For all everyone in this place talks about fresh starts and second chances, she doles out some measly nightmares and eradicates a few non-essential memories and all of a sudden, everyone is acting as though they've discovered a grand villainous conspiracy. It's irritating because she should feel flattered that she's caused this much trouble with so little action. After all, she can sense it. Every mention, every ping.

The problem is, the current situation doesn't feel evil enough. Would her brother Acheron be proud of her for what she's done so far? No. It's not quite as bad as her brother Styx's "evil deeds" but it all feels rather pathetic. She's well aware that she's the villain of this place, in terms of the narrative. That particular narrative intent is so strong, it's nearly hitting her over the head with it. Although she can't tell who the hero is supposed to be, it is perhaps time to fully step into that role. She is a Hades, after all.

At the moment, she's debating her options. She could just wipe everyone's memory and start fresh. That would be the easiest way to handle this situation. It's a distinct possibility. There's a slight issue with that plan... but she's taking care of it. Aornis is currently rolling over these issues with a Moscow mule somewhere public, if anybody would like to speak with her...


FOR SOMEONE IN PARTICULAR

It's a small coincidence. Very small in the grand scheme of things. In a hallway off to the side of the main area of the mansion, a sheet of paper sits on the floor, undiscovered and unnoticed up until now. Perhaps it was dropped by Susan and Lancelot when they were moving the boxes of papers inside. It's an application for a library card; very nondescript in nature. Name (William Jones), DOB (January 13th), Sex (M), City and State (Boston, MA). The rest is blank as if whoever started filling it out had been interrupted.

Comments

[forgethertoo]

"Maybe if we ever figure out how to get out of here."

[vineleaves]

"So far I haven't been able to figure out any sort of way for any of us to get away, I don't guess you've had any other luck?" To be fair he hasn't tried, he's sort of just taken everyone's word on it. "You could come to my world and meet the man. He's been living in New York for the past however many years it's been since I brought him back."

[forgethertoo]

Aornis gives him a wry little smile. "Believe me, if I knew how to leave here and travel, I would."

[vineleaves]

“I cannot believe we have lived in this house together for so long and I had no clue I was missing out on such lovely conversation! Oh I do wish we had spoken sooner!” It certainly would have helped his conversation with Laertes from the other day if he could have simply let him know not to worry. There’s clearly nothing menacing about her at all.

[forgethertoo]

"I'm always around for a chat," she says, slightly bemused by his enthusiasm. "Travel, fashion, drinks. I was in Paris for a fashion show when I was pulled here."

[vineleaves]

"I was in Arizona, visiting with some friends. Woke up the morning after a party and there was snow everywhere and I was not dressed for the cold, it was terrible."

[forgethertoo]

"I arrived when the weather was still mild, but it's nothing compared to the Canary Islands or Bali."

[vineleaves]

"A trip to the beach sounds perfect right about now. Taking a nice nap in the sand while everything's warm... that's what I need right now, I think."

[forgethertoo]

"Well, according to the calendar, there's only four and a half months until summer." That does sound terrible.

[vineleaves]

“Ugh! Don’t remind me! It ought to be spring by now, I should be meeting my sister¹ for our annual catch up parties, instead it’s snowing and there’s limited food and no grocery store to restock from.”

1. sister/cousin/aunt

[forgethertoo]

"If this place has a specific genre, it must be a tragedy."

[vineleaves]

"Oh, no, don't say all that. If we don't admit it out loud we can still pretend this is a comedy. We're just in that usual point of act two when things slow down a bit so the actors can catch their breaths before the big happy showstopping finale. Don't worry, I'm sure we're all going to be fine." He offers a smile.

[forgethertoo]

"Well, if you say so, I'll just have to believe it."

[vineleaves]

"Don't worry, I know what I'm talking about." He really doesn't, but doesn't he sound so confident in that?

[forgethertoo]

She gives him an encouraging look. "I'm sure. Well, Dionysus, I have something to attend to, but it was a pleasure to meet you."

[vineleaves]

"Oh, the same to you! Any time you want to chat please come find me, this was so lovely!"

[forgethertoo]

"Absolutely." She nods a farewell at him and she's on her way.