[She takes a deep breath of her own. The camera tilts ever so slightly as her hand relaxes a little. It feels as if, perhaps, the storm is waning. Thunder whines softly somewhere below the camera; he must have his head in her lap.
Katherine bows her head for a moment in thought, trying to quiet her mind. She doesn't entirely succeed, but when she looks up again, there's a steadiness there, under pressure but holding.]
I don't- I don't want one of you to disappear, or um- but...
Maybe there's a way to give Justice greater control over himself and when he takes control of you, somehow, or to prevent him from taking control without your say, or- or something like that.
[They're not even theories yet, not solid enough. Just ideas, thoughts to start from, snatched from an emotionally-wrung mind as they floated to the surface.
But she seems to gain a little more strength. There's some direction now, even if it's towards an entirely new purpose instead of the original assumption. Even if the practical uses for other mages are limited. And it's better than she'd feared. Not only does Anders retain control, his possessor (cohabitor?) may be perfectly willing to cooperate.]
I'll try. We can try. [Having said it, some more peace is brought to her, and tension fades at the edges of her mouth again, her strained smile reappearing. There's something relieved about it.] We can try.
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[She takes a deep breath of her own. The camera tilts ever so slightly as her hand relaxes a little. It feels as if, perhaps, the storm is waning. Thunder whines softly somewhere below the camera; he must have his head in her lap.
Katherine bows her head for a moment in thought, trying to quiet her mind. She doesn't entirely succeed, but when she looks up again, there's a steadiness there, under pressure but holding.]
I don't- I don't want one of you to disappear, or um- but...
Maybe there's a way to give Justice greater control over himself and when he takes control of you, somehow, or to prevent him from taking control without your say, or- or something like that.
[They're not even theories yet, not solid enough. Just ideas, thoughts to start from, snatched from an emotionally-wrung mind as they floated to the surface.
But she seems to gain a little more strength. There's some direction now, even if it's towards an entirely new purpose instead of the original assumption. Even if the practical uses for other mages are limited. And it's better than she'd feared. Not only does Anders retain control, his possessor (cohabitor?) may be perfectly willing to cooperate.]
I'll try. We can try. [Having said it, some more peace is brought to her, and tension fades at the edges of her mouth again, her strained smile reappearing. There's something relieved about it.] We can try.