[videro/action] Rainy day blue(berry muffin)s

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

-video-

[The area with the ovens may be practically flooded out, but Jessica has a wagonful of magic dirt and she's not afraid to use it. There is now a small kitchen in one of the arena's interior halls, with the implements of baking scattered about and one very busy young woman very angrily using them.

[She notices the mirror's on her and glares at it, vigorously stirring some batter.]

Okay, I get it: build, but don't bother trying to make things better or useful. Because you assholes are so much more powerful than we puny mortals could possibly aspire to be, ever. Just accept that we're your damn pets now. Fine, whatever.

-action; arena-

[Later, as the smells of baked goods permeate the halls, Jessica is stalking the area with a wagon full of pancakes. And muffins. And cookies. And cupcakes. And also a bulbasaur in the back, happily enjoying a few set aside for her. Sooner or later, she will find you. You will receive delicious baked goods. You have no choice in the matter. The power of Angry Jessica compels you!]

Comments

[hopelessdreamer]

[she shakes her head.]

Both nations have their own rulers, but they tend to defer to the Order because of the Score. Or did. Things got a little chaotic recently.

[she stops for a moment, realizing Jessica probably has no idea what she's talking about.]

The Score...it's a prediction of the future. The future of the planet and all the people living on it. If people followed it, they thought they were guaranteed peaceful, prosperous lives. The Order of Lorelei controlled Score readings and kept the parts that would cause public unrest secret.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

So how do you know all this?

[hopelessdreamer]

[she laughs wryly, sitting back.]

It's...a really long story. But the basic idea is...someone tried to tear the whole system down, and I sort of got caught up in it.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

[She nods approvingly] How'd that turn out? I mean... that's a lot to go up against.

[hopelessdreamer]

[she sobers visibly.]

Well enough. People are...living more freely now. But they're not used to it, so there's been a lot of confusion.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

[Her eyebrows rise.] You mean it actually worked?

[hopelessdreamer]

[she grimaces.]

Honestly, it's...way more complicated than that. There weren't just two sides...but...overall, the world is moving forward now.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

But you did what you set out to do, right?

[hopelessdreamer]

[she'll just go with the easiest answer at this point. Talking about it is making her a little homesick.]

Yeah. We did.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

At least you've got that, then. Sounds like a pretty impressive deal to me.

[hopelessdreamer]

Impressive...?

[her lips quirk into a wry smile. All she can think of is Van's laughter while she stepped backward and fell--]

[she's not her best friend, she's not the type to dwell on things, but it's still fresh. And she doesn't really want to trouble this girl with a stranger's problems.]

The fact that the world can change--yeah. I'll agree with you there.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

It's... pretty cool, knowing someone that could do it, too. Especially since you're so young. I thought you had to be like at least fifty.

[hopelessdreamer]

I hope I don't look that old; I'm only twenty-one. [she laughs a little at her own joke.] Anyway, it was a group effort. It helped that some of that group had royal influence.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

Hah, no, I figured you weren't that much older than me.

Political influence probably helped, yeah. But still. I mean... maybe there's hope after all. [She half-smiles.]