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Apr. 16th, 2015 08:05 amElizabeth still didn't know what to make of what she'd seen. The night had been ruined, and she had decided to head home not long after, the strange stone in tow. A part of her had wanted to throw it away. A part of her wanted to smash it. But she did neither, because she had to know for sure what she had seen.
And why what she'd seen and what Delsin has seen was so different.
So it stayed there, put aside, in her apartment. She knew she ought to look again, to try to understand more, but she was afraid to. She wasn't sure what it meant, and the idea of seeing what she saw again -
It turned her stomach.
But she knew she had to. So she sat in her apartment, trying to work herself up to it, idly petting Oliver as she did.
And why what she'd seen and what Delsin has seen was so different.
So it stayed there, put aside, in her apartment. She knew she ought to look again, to try to understand more, but she was afraid to. She wasn't sure what it meant, and the idea of seeing what she saw again -
It turned her stomach.
But she knew she had to. So she sat in her apartment, trying to work herself up to it, idly petting Oliver as she did.
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Date: 2015-05-20 10:56 pm (UTC)Instead, it was a far less grim scene. She saw herself in a beautiful white gown in some sort of large room, faces of friends sitting all around. Booker took her hand as slow music began to play. They began to dance, both of them with beaming smiles on their faces. It did not take her longer than that to realize she was witnessing what appeared to be her wedding. It was so unexpected and so happy that she felt almost like crying in relief upon seeing it. She held it together though as the image eventually faded as the dance ended.
"Booker," she spoke softly after a moment, looking over her shoulder at him. "What - what did you see?"
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Date: 2015-05-26 02:41 am (UTC)"I saw..." He trails off, not quite sure how to explain what he saw. If it would help her or hurt her. Or at least that's what he's telling himself. If he keeps the focus on her, he won't think about how it's really for him. The last thing he wants is for Elizabeth to hear that future and think it's anything but the blessing he sees it as. That might hurt him more than anything she's said to him since they met.
"Only good things, Elizabeth. I saw only good things. Which means this thing can't be showing the future. At least not any future that's carved in stone. Maybe it's more like the Luteces said - two sides to the same coin. One future like what you saw and one like I saw. You seen the same thing again?"