Event log: Mirror, mirror

[hadrielmods]

Who: Anyone and everyone!
What: Hope gives everyone mirrors with visions of their most hopeful future inside.
Where: Throughout the city.
When: March 14th-18th
Warnings: None so far!

On March 14th, all characters will stumble across mirrors at some point on their daily journey. Maybe your mirror is right under your pillow, maybe it's on your bedside table, or in the sink in your bathroom. It could be in a random store that you're scavenging, or somewhere along the path that you're taking to go to a friend's place. Wherever it is, it's positioned perfectly for you to find it- though you might want to be quick so someone else doesn't nab it first.

Each mirror is predetermined to hold one person's future and will be placed somewhere that they can find it on that day. Upon looking in their own mirrors, each character will see a version of their future that will fill them with hope. This vision has to be possible- or they have to think it's possible- even if it's unlikely. Picking up someone else's mirror will not change the image inside; you'll instead see that person's vision for their future.

In addition, during the first four days, until March 18th, characters will want to look into any mirror they can find, not just their own. So be a little careful if you want to guard your innermost hopes- someone might be trying to peek.

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Comments

[unfollowing]

[Maketh clearly doesn't know what it's like to be only as strong as regular trips to the gym make a person. Emily isn't weak by any means, but she's not a soldier, for fuck's sake.]

Go fuck yourself.

[She doesn't need Maketh's help. She has friends. She'll be fine.]

Give me a week. Then I'll hit you back.

[Honestly, Emily isn't expecting to, but if it'll make Maketh stop obsessing over this damn point, then so be it.]

[mismanagement]

[Imperial cadets are encouraged to ignore pain and recover quickly from injuries. There are classes on this. Maketh happened to receive very good marks in the Academy. In every subject.

Maketh nods slowly.] All right.

[This, at least, she can understand.]

[unfollowing]

[Goddamn hurray for Maketh and her creepy as fuck training.

Good. Maketh is dropping it. Now if she would just--]

Get the fuck away from me.

[Once she says that, Emily shuts her eyes tight and winces, wrapping one arm around her middle. She'd rather be alone as the pain and the shock pass more completely.]

[mismanagement]

[Yeeeeah the Empire's fun like that.

Maketh thinks about saluting, but decides that would be inappropriate. She doesn't think Emily is dying, or anything like that. So the best thing is just to turn around and leave.

She does that.]