( open ) Mary was an acrobat, but still she couldn't seem to breathe...

[sorryitasedyou]

WHO: Darcy Lewis
WHERE: All Over
WHEN: 9/21-9/22
OPEN TO: All
WARNINGS: Mentions of violence, death, injury

( ...Mary was becoming everything she didn't want to be. )

"Forget about the bloody gods and listen to what I am telling you"

[thekittenqueen]

WHO: Margaery Tyrell
WHERE: The Village
WHEN: 9/19
OPEN TO: All
WARNINGS: Visions of things that could be triggering

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The specimen room hadn't left her mind, neither had the collection of thoughts and worries it had created in her. As much as she wanted to brush it aside, there were too many questions about what was happening to them. Whether or not it had been an illusion or some game. Then there was the deeper fear, rooted and coiled about her mind. What if none of this was real? The vials, the samples, it was of them, of all of them. Her analytical mind didn't want to take everything at face value, but fear far too often took control.

Her only means of escaping those thoughts was to focus on something else, specifically the ability that seemed to emerge out of nowhere. Perhaps once she could have brushed it aside as nothing, but these visions were coming true. Despite the headache it could cause her, she found herself trying to summon one, staring off into the distance as she mentally struggled to unleash the ability, if only to control it.

It was why she was standing in the open field, just beyond the ruined houses. Her eyes locked ahead at the forest. This was where she had seen the barn in her vision, the first of the images to appear. Perhaps if she concentrated enough, she could find the will to bring those images back. Her head was starting to ache, something that for a moment gave hope, until she realized she was concentrating too hard.

Frustrated, she placed a hand against her face and turned, ramming into someone behind her. "Forgive me." She let her hand fall, a weary smile on her face. "I didn't hear you come up."