IC Inbox - Asgard Eventide

[samantha_grey]

An old, brick edifice stands in front of the burnt-down ruins of a home in the hillside. Mountains rear up in all directions, covered in lush, green vegetation. Nobody comes this way anymore, but you have the sense that anything placed in the mailbox attached to this old structure will be found by someone, the only living person for whom this place still has any meaning.

OOC: Feel free to comment here if your character wishes to get in touch with Samantha Grey directly. Let us keep any such material to PG-13 or less. If you're interested in something that should be matured tagged, contact me via PM and we can discuss it.

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[holmes_fanatic]

[It's actually a lot better than the reaction Conan was expecting. Knowing Samantha had very good reasons not to trust people, the fact that she was willing to consider this -- it spoke volumes for her drive to stop her other self hurting people. Or was it simple desparation?

Either way, Conan had the materials with him to explain fully.]

Do you have time now? Or would you prefer me to come back? It's still very sudden --I don't want you to make a decision you regret while you're fresh from your other half's influence.

[samantha_grey]

[A little of both, actually.]

Now. It's a lot to take in, but I'd rather we get this started than wait to find out later. I want to know, and if we're going to do this now, it might be better we get it done before I think too long.

Truth is, we're out of options if she gets loose again. Another Eve would be too easy to happen. We're lucky I didn't... [and she shuddered, putting her head in her hands and sobbing for a second. It was a partial breakdown. She'd come very close to doing things to Eve she couldn't forgive herself for.]