exsiliumlogs | ice has covered up my parents' hands

Date & Time: October 17th - 19th
Location: Stockholm, Sweden via the VR!
Characters: Lisbeth Salander and YOU
Summary: Lisbeth recreates Stockholm in the VR, a place she didn't think she'd miss.
Warnings: Cursing, spoilers for The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo, and I'll add others as the threads go on.

[When Lisbeth overheard others on the base talking about the VR and how they would re-create their homes, she almost scoffed. She wouldn't even dream of making Stockholm again. Sure, it was a city that she knew intimately like none other, but it was an open, festering wound on her psyche. She wouldn't wish what she experienced in Stockholm on any other girl or woman. However, the thought made itself at home in her head. With nothing to really do on the base other than despise the five minute ice showers and spar, Lisbeth had plenty of time to think about it.

She missed somewhere familiar. Even though she knew the scabbing underbelly of the city, Lisbeth missed the lights, the horizon at dusk, and the biting cold on her nose during winter. It takes days before Lisbeth breaks down; she recreates Stockholm just as she remembered it - sometimes it's Christmastime, sometimes it's the beginning of December, and sometimes it's the New Year.

Lisbeth could feel goosebumps breaking over her skin as the temperature begins to drop in the VR.]

Threaded | Flat

[Jesse's here because Lisbeth asked him to be. He feels strangely nervous about it. It's not that using the VR room is new to him, because it isn't, and he's had fun with it. But this is the first time he'll be seeing Stockholm. He's never even seen it in a movie before, he doesn't think. And it's sort of something he's dreamed about. It's where they've talked about going, someday, when Jesse's able to escape both this place and Albuquerque.

And he still hasn't told her that he doesn't escape Albuquerque. Ever.]

It's cold.

[So cold he can see his breath. He steps closer to her for warmth, his hoodie not quite cutting it, and reaches for her hand.]

[ It wasn't too often that Charlie wandered into the VR room, mostly because she didn't want to interrupt whatever that was going on in there. She didn't have any particular desire to recreate her New York, but that was mostly because every single detail was as strong as ever in her mind. Perks of being her, she thought.

The cold was unexpected, but not unwelcome. She's trained to endure that and worse if necessary. Still, she identifies the place at one. Interesting choice of location, she thinks. Lisbeth, she knows of her more than just her, but she's seen her before, and they have talked. Maybe this is a chance to get to know her better. Rubbing her hands on her arms, she walks closer. ]

Is this y-your home?

[ the cold is welcome. if not for her then for her wolf who whines and searches for a cool patch whenever she is forced into the heat.

she lets the wolf, a massive grey beast with yellow eyes, explore. something about this place does not sit well with the animal; it is not natural. but it is cold though she is accustomed to far colder still and it is a relief.

the girl behind her takes the time to look over the new creations. sometimes, such as now, she can hardly believe all of this is not only the work of magic.

she studies a building when she queries: ] What is this place?

[The good thing about getting a warning about coming to fake-Stockholm is that she can dress for the weather, even if she felt a bit weird walking to the VR room with a coat over her arm and a scarf around her neck.

It's worth it once she's actually inside and the coat is shrugged on. She takes a few moments to look around, but the most important thing to do is crouch down, make a snowball, and throw it at Lisbeth's back.

She's a good friend.]

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