[ When was the last time they had a sane conversation again? Regular!Lamb and Mirror!Alex was comparatively sane, barring the music, the attempted murder and the mind control. Regular!Alex and Mirror!Lamb? Sane is not even a word in that dictionary.
There was an in-between with both regulars, an attempt at catching up, but the lack of memories on Mr. Kralie's part didn't exactly make it something to write home about.
And then the splicy fun times began. In her mind Lamb is preparing, doing something akin to making a list of her good and her bad deeds; only not quite, because clearly there were no bad deeds, only some which may be mistaken as such by somebody who lacks her sound moral understanding.
Her list is ready. Alex's list is radiation fodder. She pushes to open the door. Locked. ]
May I come in?
[ Her voice is only just as loud as it has to be, calm reassurance doesn't do well at a high volume, after all. ]
no subject
There was an in-between with both regulars, an attempt at catching up, but the lack of memories on Mr. Kralie's part didn't exactly make it something to write home about.
And then the splicy fun times began. In her mind Lamb is preparing, doing something akin to making a list of her good and her bad deeds; only not quite, because clearly there were no bad deeds, only some which may be mistaken as such by somebody who lacks her sound moral understanding.
Her list is ready. Alex's list is radiation fodder. She pushes to open the door. Locked. ]
May I come in?
[ Her voice is only just as loud as it has to be, calm reassurance doesn't do well at a high volume, after all. ]