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baedalites ([personal profile] baedalites) wrote in [community profile] multiversallogs2012-04-14 06:15 pm

Noli equi dentes inspicere donati.

Who: EVERYONE.
What: Swap meet.
Where: The Apache and surrounding environs.
When: Sukkardi the 14th of Haneden
Notes:
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Warnings: None yet. Please put warnings up on individual threads.


The Apache is much the same as it always is: dimly lit, with the jukebox playing in the background, and the bartender serving whatever's on tap.
rhinemaid: actress mia kirshner (between his forefinger and his thumb ♠)

[personal profile] rhinemaid 2012-04-16 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
She doesn't recognize it, at first. It doesn't mean anything, it's just somebody's camcorder-- she hasn't even seen one of those in so long, in half a dozen years at least. Not since she was at home, really at home, in Florence with her father, shoving him away from her as he tried to narrate her life into--

She's taking it from Tatiana and opening the playback before she's finished the thought, before she's realized that she's going to. The softening in her expression doesn't last as the video begins to play - but it doesn't twist, either, it's just that odd distant stillness, self-contained, whatever response she's having to this hidden behind opaque quiet. In miniature on the screen, Emery's laughing, the conversation a mix of Italian and English, Hasibe Ozcelik on screen in a bikini with a glass in one hand and a ruler in the other, slapping it against a blackboard as she holds forth on what makes him great.

Ilde doesn't react at all. It's just easier.
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[personal profile] catiana 2012-04-19 11:12 am (UTC)(link)
Tatiana steps back, to allow Ilde some small measure of privacy. She would leave, but she finds herself gently shooing away anyone approaching - people who are curious, people who just happen to wander near.

She tries not to listen to the video, but she can hear the laughter from here and it makes her heart clench a little. Stupid. This isn't about her.
rhinemaid: actress mia kirshner (but you're just troubled ♠)

tw; references to suicide and suicide attempts.

[personal profile] rhinemaid 2012-04-19 11:24 am (UTC)(link)
Some distant part of Ilde is grateful to Tatiana for running that interference - later, maybe tomorrow, this video will be something good to have. It'll make her laugh, seeing Hasi and her father, hearing her uncle's voice when he tells Emery where that camera will go if he doesn't watch it; it'll be something she can share with people she cares about, this connection to her own history. Her own face, young and less complicated, and the way her father used to pull her under his arm--

She remembers that she thought of him as she was dying. In the last moments, when there was nothing but Ilde and blood and the choices that she'd made, she remembers a hitched breath because there was no time left for sobbing and the thought that she never should have written him that letter if she was only going to die a handful of months later. She remembers thinking I did it, Daddy and her last breath was an inappropriate laugh, choked, because she'd succeeded where he'd failed and all she felt was guilt for giving him hope. In that moment, it never entered her mind that he might not be alive somewhere, her letter in his fist, because he is her father and she needs him to be--

It will be good, having this. Later. She closes it; turns it off.

“Thank you.”
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[personal profile] catiana 2012-04-22 11:34 am (UTC)(link)
Tatiana turns her head, eyes widening slightly.

"Oh, um - you're welcome." She could say of course, that it's nothing, but she's never waived gratitude; if that's all you can give in return that can sting like hell, no matter how it's meant.

She hesitates, and then, "I watched some of it. So I'd know who to give it to. Sorry."