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[ ohay asgard, ever seen the look of someone who's literally just gotten out of bed and scrambled to check the bracelet? because now you have. and he looks awful. if it was possible to look sleep deprived after what he's sure was the longest night (or maybe even multiple nights) of sleep he's ever had. of course, it wasn't just a normal sleep -- hence the franticness of everything he's doing right now.

it's a bit uncharacteristic, but jackson's had the video feed running for a minute or so as he stares at everything in disbelief. it might be the look of a newcomer if it wasn't for the fact that he's in his room at Thor and he doesn't look surprised at the network itself, but at the fact that it's still here. ]

I don't know if anyone— [ dreamt they were back home? no, no, that wouldn't work. what if no one knows what he's talking about. ]

I need someone — anyone — to tell me what day it is. [ his words are coming out too fast and he takes a deep breath to steady himself. ]

And what's the last thing that you remember happening here? I don't mean like you just waking up and getting food, but something major.

Whatever it was, I need to know now.

[ filtered to scott, stiles, allison, and derek ]

i need to talk to you. right now.

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[ Several times, but - if he's going to make a point, he ought to use something he knows Jackson will understand to be anything but a light matter. He lowers his eyes and swallows for the brief moment before answering. ]

It has happened twice now to my sister.

[ He lost her to it. She remembered and now she is gone. ]

Edited (what is grammar shush) 2013-01-11 06:01 (UTC)

[ it's that expression, that hesitance and pause, that makes him suspect that arthur knows exactly what he's talking about. and if other people know about it, maybe have even experienced it -- dreads pools in his stomach at the thought of reality crashing in. not only the one of asgard, but of everything that has happened back home. ]

Twice. You mean the sister that you told me about.

[ he's quiet on his own because he wants to ask so many things, but obviously arthur isn't morgana and he'd probably be limited in his answers. ]

And what, every time she thought she remembered more from back home?

The very same.

[ Arthur drags a hand across his mouth, scratching his chin with the slightest shake of his head. He doesn't particularly like being the bearer of bad new, confirming the boy's fears, but he'd rather have him understand the situation than think himself delusional. ]

She didn't think it. She knew. They were ... events of her then-future, of our pasts. She learnt of years within hours of sleep, things we'd never told her and couldn't've known otherwise.

[ They'd tried to protect her, foolishly. Liars, the lot of them. ]

[ arthur won't know it, but jackson's own situation mirrors morgana's. minus the part where he turns evil and tries to kill everyone -- oh wait. but he thinks of everyone from beacon hills who'd come from times he didn't know of, from the "future". he can recall allison trying to convince hm that he'd become the kanima and he couldn't possibly comprehend it.

but that was all before he's seen it, lived it, felt it all for himself. ( or the closest he'd come to doing so, he's still not sure. )

he frowns, wondering how this mystery sister of arthur must've dealt with it. maybe he can ask about her? ]

Would she have believed you if you had told her? [ because he couldn't comprehend it. ] I wouldn't say I've been through years, but a lot happened.

Edited 2013-01-11 08:44 (UTC)

[ While they might not exactly be what Arthur considers a friend, he'd tried to console Jackson once before during a time of duress, much the same as he would any of his Knights-in-training. It's not something simply forgotten or dismissed. He'll answer whatever he can, but the King can hardly claim to know his sister's mind. Not anymore. ]

Much can change in even a short period of time, for better or worse. [ Typically worse. ] She believed what little we spared her and she despaired of it ever coming to pass. Now that it has past, though -

[ A noncommittal shrug and his eyes flicker away for a moment before returning to Jackson. ]

- You've to choose what to do with the information given you. I've long been of the opinion that Asgard leaves room to forge your own path in spite of the years gone by outside the walls of this realm.

[ this sounds suspiciously like a "you choose your own destiny" kind of talk, which normally he'd have brushed off and thought little of. but for all the reasons jackson has to dislike asgard, arthur's brought one up to counter them.

no one here, except maybe those from home, knows what he'd done. or dreamt he'd done. it doesn't make the fact that if any of it occurred, it was horrible and he'll likely be unable to sleep properly for weeks (not without remembering the kind of blood that soaked his hands, anyways).

but if no one knew about it, maybe that'd give him the chance to keep things under wraps. to make sure nothing like that happens here - even without the possibility of turning into a kanima, something could always go wrong. so he bites the inside of his cheek as he listens and thinks about what the other has said. ]

Maybe. I don't know if Asgard's supposed to do something as nice as that. [ as giving people another chance. he's still got to think about it. when there isn't another person chatting with him perhaps and he can be left alone with his thoughts. after all, jackson's not entirely stupid. just incredibly stubborn, so if any kid of change is to happen, it'll be on his own terms. ]

You didn't say what she did with that kind of information. [ it's left open, so arthur only needs to answer it if he wants. ]

[ Arthur isn't so sure it's a kindness, the second chances given to the Travellers. The people deceased living again, the betrayals and losses brought to light and being unable to do anything about them; more often than not, those "second chances" seem just as difficult as the first, if not moreso.

As in the case of Morgana. Arthur's lips purse, a bitterness on his tongue that he may never be rid of. He's not angry. He's just tired. ]

She left.

[ When he returned from his brief visit to Camelot, he'd forgiven Morgana ever trespass that came to pass in the year lost between them. Her every evil, every cruelty; he let it all go in favour of keeping her at his side.

And the moment she dreamt it, the instance she felt the change stir within her, she walked away without a word.

Arthur lowers her eyes and shakes his head minutely, his own confusion and upset and hurt warring within him. She betrayed him in Camelot and forsook him in Asgard. He thinks, perhaps, destiny might never allow them to be at each other's side, and that loss - it hurts. He opens his mouth to speak, loses the words, and shakes his head again. ]

I can't claim to know of your trials, Jackson, and it is your business to keep it as such, but. If there is anything I would ask of you, it is that you find the strength to remember yourself beneath the burdens placed upon you. Whatever path you decide upon, make certain it is one you chose, and not one you let circumstance choose for you.

[ They are given more freedom to do so here than in their native realms. If they are to live two lives, they may as well live one of them properly. ]

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[ video | SUDDENLY PRIVATE ]

[ video | omg so sekritive jackson!! ]

[ video | maybe arthur has the seekret cure okok who knows!! keep it on the dl ]

[ video | oh my sweet summer child arthur fixes nothing I tell you nothing ]

[ video | at least he can't make it worse though. ]

[ video | ....fair. ]