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closureisformovies) wrote in ph_logs2025-05-07 02:27 am
[OPEN] And I'll dream each night of some version of you
Who: Alice Dyer (closureisformovies), Samama "Sam" Khalid (huntingtruths) & you!
What: Alice and Sam arrive back from their canon update
When: Early May
Where: Around, locations in prompts
Warnings: Reference to gun violence; typical horror protagonist things; specifics in headers. Magnus Protocol Spoilers up to Episode 40.
Notes: Open prompts for both Alice and Sam will be down in the comments! Body of the post is meta/closed to Sam.
It's just her luck, really. Goes to talk to some spooky external— thing and don't even die because it's dangerous, oh no, that'd be too logical. She was prepared for that risk. Getting accidentally shot by her overeager bodyguard she didn't ask for? That's the level of absurdity that her life is made of, these days, so of course that's what happened instead.
(Gwen Bouchard, when she fucking sees you again...)
The memories hit when Mortanne welcomes her back and with it, the fact that Sam was here, too, the first time, so if she's here again, then surely— maybe— she almost doesn't dare to ask but she does and Mortanne says yes, and, well, after that it's all she can do not to cry with relief.
She's alone on the ferry, except for ferryman. It's the most nervewracking few minutes of travel of her life and she spends it shifting from foot to foot, scratching at her arm, pulling at her hair—nervous, scared, anxious, excited, she doesn't know. She just knows that Mortanne wouldn't lie. So she pays her fare, steps off the boat, and then stands on the dock to wait.
She's not going anywhere until he turns up. She doesn't care how long it takes.
closureisformovies), Samama "Sam" Khalid (huntingtruths) & you!What: Alice and Sam arrive back from their canon update
When: Early May
Where: Around, locations in prompts
Warnings: Reference to gun violence; typical horror protagonist things; specifics in headers. Magnus Protocol Spoilers up to Episode 40.
Notes: Open prompts for both Alice and Sam will be down in the comments! Body of the post is meta/closed to Sam.
It's just her luck, really. Goes to talk to some spooky external— thing and don't even die because it's dangerous, oh no, that'd be too logical. She was prepared for that risk. Getting accidentally shot by her overeager bodyguard she didn't ask for? That's the level of absurdity that her life is made of, these days, so of course that's what happened instead.
(Gwen Bouchard, when she fucking sees you again...)
The memories hit when Mortanne welcomes her back and with it, the fact that Sam was here, too, the first time, so if she's here again, then surely— maybe— she almost doesn't dare to ask but she does and Mortanne says yes, and, well, after that it's all she can do not to cry with relief.
She's alone on the ferry, except for ferryman. It's the most nervewracking few minutes of travel of her life and she spends it shifting from foot to foot, scratching at her arm, pulling at her hair—nervous, scared, anxious, excited, she doesn't know. She just knows that Mortanne wouldn't lie. So she pays her fare, steps off the boat, and then stands on the dock to wait.
She's not going anywhere until he turns up. She doesn't care how long it takes.
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Gerry takes a massive gulp of beer, then sighs.
"Alright anyway. So it sounds like your Celia might be from my universe."
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"I'll pay— for your stamp—" she gets out between laughs. Sinking down in her chair until she's almost disappeared beneath the table, she tries to get the laughter under control and sorely fails to do so for another good thirty seconds before it starts working. Utterly insane. God, she needed that.
"That's—" she clears her throat, bites back another wave of reflexive laughter that tugs on her aching cheeks, "that's kinda what I was thinking, yeah. Sam said the people that he met over there talked about Fear and the end of the world and stuff. And it'd sure explain her... everything, she was always so vague and weird about everything outside work."
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Then, a thought. "Actually. There's one I haven't talked much with. I think her name's Melanie. Plus, Jon also just got back from a visit home and he's--- different now. I think I have some asking around to do."
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Alice clicks her fingers a few times, "Sam mentioned her. Melanie, I mean, he said he was being put up by her and her... girlfriend, wife? Partner, whatever. He only gave me the basics so you'd probably have to ask him more about what was actually goin' on over there, or about Celia herself, but he definitely mentioned that name."
Not that she's sure they can trust anything Celia told either her or Sam, at this point. Impossible to say what was lie or truth.
"We were also being kinda... stalked by this one External, before it disappeared with Sam."
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"The sort of thing that makes people tell it their worst fears until they die in uncannily relevant ways. There was this—" she squeezes her eyes shut and breathes out, "this girl, she drowned on dry land right in front of me, talking about endless oceans or whatever. A few other cases like that came in. It traced us back to the OIAR. Tried to attack Bouchard and then Sam. I only caught a glimpse of it, but..."
She shakes her head. "It was all eyes."
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Alice is all geared up to ask more about this Eye stuff before he record scratches in real time. "Uh—yeah? Gwendolyn Bouchard. She's annoying but she's, like— well okay she's not harmless she's dangerously incompetent and self-absorbed but—what is she like evil in your universe? That'd explain some things."
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Alice snorts. "Fuck if I know, mate, the only thing she hates more than me or marginal tax rates on the wealthy is talking about her family. They're stupid stinking rich and like, aristocrats or whatever. So—maybe? 'Elias' sure sounds like the kinda name those types give out. Same name genre as Gwendolyn."
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"...okay now you're having me on. What, like, Magnus like namesake of that goddamn institute Magnus? Is everyone in my fucking office connected to the Magnus Institute but me. Am I being punked."
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Alice thunks her head against the table. "Every new thing I learn about this bloody institute makes me wish I'd been the one that burned it to the ground—"