notafuckingnut | [002] I had visions, I was in them, I was looking into the MIRROR

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[002] I had visions, I was in them, I was looking into the MIRROR

What the fuck just happened. Somebody tell me that kind of shit's normal around here, because if it's not I'm gonna have to ask what the hell kind of protocol you have for a crash in fucking SPACE.

[ooc: Richie is unaffected. Mirror!Richie is a bundle of insecurities and repentant puppy!eyes and anal-retentively clutched self-control - he's convinced if he tries this whole behaving and being Good thing hard enough for long enough his brother will come get him - sooo consequently it will quickly become fairly obvious to anyone who's spent any amount of time with him thus far in the Mirror!Verse that yeeeeah he's SUDDENLY GOTTEN "BETTER". Or at least gotten a hell of a lot closer to it. *gasp*]

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[Richie was wandering about as is his wont, very much enjoying this new development now that he'd gotten kind of an idea of what was going on. At the dancing blonde, however, he stopped in his tracks to watch for a bit, partly because whut is she doing and partly because, well. Dancing blonde.]

[Claire caught sight of Richie and smirked, ceasing her song, for now.] Well, if it isn't the rapist turned prude himself. How is that working out for you, anyway, Richie? Still not bedding anyone?

[Blink. Blink. And yes, he's acting harmless at the moment, although he's actually looking at her and not being particularly subtle about it because subtlety is clearly for squares and people with patience.]

Um. What?

[Confusion; he didn't know she knew about his rap sheet.]

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[She may or may not have read that her Barge had apparently merged with some other one, but she won't jump to that conclusion yet, that this here guy isn't the Inmate she's come to know.

Hands on her hips, Claire gave him a look, stepping forwards once.]

As I recall, someone tried to seduce you quite recently, but you have no part in such affairs.

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[He licked his lips, half out of uncertainty, half in anticipation, and gave her a small smile.]

Oh yeah? Who, uh. Who tried?

[He tried to sound all nonchalant about it, but it didn't quite hide the eager edge.]

[She dropped her head back and sighed.]

You're not my Richie, are you? Does that truly mean there is another me popping about? That this is an alternate version of the Barge?

I'm not the pussy version everybody seems to be expecting, yeah.

[Pause]

...Why, is that bad?

[He wasn't missing out on anything because he wasn't that one, right? Now he was a little worried.]

Either I'm on the alternate or you are, fuck if I know. All I know's practically everybody's acting like we're stuck in the fucking Twilight Zone.

No, you most certainly are not, with a mouth like that.

[She snickered, looking at him curiously. He was the first alternative version of someone else she had met.]

It is madness, yes? Certainly cannot be easy for those expecting someone else, especially when a relationship has already been established between the previous two. Are you familiar with my other half, for lack of a better description?

[Nod nod]

Oh yeah, she showed me around when I first got here. Kind of a tease, although, you know. She says she isn't.

[He gave a shrug, as if to say "girls; what are you gonna do?" Because CLEARLY this status of hers has nothing to do with anything on his end. ]

A tease? Why, I never. Poor, baby. I feel for you, truly. I would like to extend an apology on my lesser's behalf. Course, if we're stuck here permanently, it may no longer be of issue.

[...Don't say things like that, Mirror!Claire. You give him Ideas when you say things like that because he can't help but read too much into it.]

...Really? 'Cause I mean. If you're just gonna go doing the same thing where you say one thing and then just take it back later...

[...Not that it will stop him. But, you know. It's annoying. And she looks the same.]

Trust me, dear Richard, I do not waste my breath and I mean what I say. Were I not already engaged, I would even considering showing you just how serious I can be. But, alas, Viserys is already on a rampage since Snape and Molly attacked him. We wouldn't want his wroth extended in your direction, now would we?

[Blink. Blink. Mirror!Claire, you're using words that are beyond his education. He's already having trouble actually paying attention to the words as it is, why must you go confusing him with ones that are out of use?]

...His what? I'm not all that worried about a guy whose name sounds like something you buy in a tube.

[She had never heard her finacé referred as such and it was cause for laughter. She politely covered her mouth.] A tube. [Sigh to regain composure.]

And his wroth. Anger, wrath, rage. He attacked me yesterday, you know. Would have bludgeoned me to death were I not able to withstand such things. So if he is suddenly brave enough to take up arms against me, I would take care. He's crazed now.

[He took a cautious step closer, head tilted in curiosity, expression one of puzzlement. ...Over multiple things, since he wasn't previously aware of her ability, but one thing at a time. He watched her carefully, intently, as if she were the ONLY person in the entire world.]

Why're you still with him, then? If he did that?

[...And now we enter predator mode. Oh dear. It's never a good sign when he starts acting like a Normal, Concerned Citizen.]

[Family. Duty. Honor. Those were Tully words, and yet two of them applied to the situation the two Targaryens found themselves in.]

Because I have to. All Targaryens are wed to one another, have been for years. It's my duty. And I think he is finally starting to progress. He was such a sniveling little whelp before, but now, I reckon he may be ready to lead in the future. Which is why I'm here in the first place. To ensure he comes to be stronger for the good of the family.

[Never mind that only yesterday she learned she was, as Viserys put it, a 'brooding mare', making her that more desperate to ascend with what little grace she now had. ]

All...whats?

[Confusion and puzzlement]

Targaryens. It's the name of our House, our...surname, as you call it. As yours is Gecko.

So...you're fucking your brother. Cousin. Or something. And he tried to kill you yesterday.

[Just so he has this all right.]

Aye, more or less. Not that I was any more composed.

...Oh, of course not.

[Like he knows the situation. He's mostly just smiling and nodding at this point, and probably zoning out as far as attention to words goes if only because it's getting surreal and it's more interesting to look.]

[Claire offered a grin.]

Well, I promised my Inmate a CES visit. I shall see you later, Richard.

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