@heartsrising asked: lights, cameras, action! ( for brea! )
u should send in "lights, cameras, action!" so i can tell you how ur muse would be introduced in their debut scene in aisling's tv show/movie series (i.e. the build-up, the hints, the music, the little easter eggs) even if we haven't interacted yet! / ( ALWAYS ACCEPTING! )
SEASON 1, EPISODE 9: IONTAS (TRANS: SURPRISE)
so i wanna start this sucker off by highlighting that we have seen brea in the episodes preceding this one, just not introduced explicitly. eagle-eyed viewers will notice that brea was present in a number of scenes across the episodes, so certain aspects have been established. for example, she's very close to the foster kids, she has a strong bond with stanley and richard, she's very much set up as someone who's close with aisling but isn't actually adopted by her (something clarified in the fifth episode when a social worker gets annoyed about "not knowing there was another foster child" only to be sharply informed that brea was adopted by stanley and richard fifteen years previously).
so when episode nine kicks off, people might be forgiven for thinking it's ajay's episode based on the opening scenes. we see ajay's legs sprinting through a range of environments; first a forest, then a city, then back into the forest again, where he freezes up, panics, and then runs again in a different direction. we don't get any music; all that can be heard is ajay breathing heavily as he sprints, then a slight zap as he tries to teleport, only to return to the same forest again, over and over, growing more and more agitated until he finally sinks to his knees with a cry of despair. the camera lifts, pans to reveal his face, eyes red with tears, four long scratch marks across the left side of his face, chest heaving. he looks down at his arms. then resolves himself. stands up, raises one arm, and spits out a spell that opens a violent orange portal before him. the last thing we see is him stepping out into a puddled street, leaving a bundle on a doorstep, and returning through the portal, a small square of paper fluttering out to land on the blankets, addressed to stanley and richard jones.
now we get to see brea again! a perfect blend of her parents; eoin's smile, aisling's eyes, her father's stride, her mother's warmth. except, of course, the audience won't know she's their daughter. especially when aisling is shown to be a key role in her life as an elder sister figure as opposed to a maternal one, the foster kids are very much settled in, and stanley and richard are at their absolute best, proud fathers and grandfathers and entirely enthused about helping brea with a family tree project at school. however, when encouraged to put aisling down as her sister, brea continues to hesitate. it gets to the point where stanley and richard decide that some kind of conflict must be happening between brea and aisling, and try to intervene (a subplot for the episode, lil bit of comedy, yk? the fans go WILD!)
but brea, now without stanley and richard watching over her, heads back to her room, where we see that she has a small box of seemingly disconnected items collected. one of these items happens to be a tiny shard of yellow porcelain, which connects back to earlier mentions that eoin's mug was chipped. brea reaches into this box, collects the piece, and cradles it in her palms. her eyes close, and the screen goes black; when the scene re-opens, it's with brea that we open our own eyes to the next scene. a cascade of memories, vibrant and radiant and strong, eoin at the heart of most of them, laughing and smiling and being his usual self. brea seems to take solace in these memories; like rewatching an old home film, she laughs, smiles, almost seems to marvel at this man who only really exists there now.
but then she skips ahead. the latter dozen memories lack the gleam of the rest. she selects one, which expands and fills the scene entirely, engulfing brea and placing her at the end of a dining table in an unfamiliar kitchen. aisling, younger but distraught, sits at the table, eoin's yellow smiley mug the only source of colour in the otherwise monochrome scene. from brea's face, we can tell this is a memory she's already seen. but she leans forward, this time clearly looking for something in particular. proof. we watch as ajay appears, quiet and solemn. he reveals that aisling is indeed pregnant, he urges for her to stay in ireland until the baby is born, and she agrees. but brea isn't paying attention to any of that. instead, she keeps leaning forward, the camera catching her as she fights not to disrupt the fabric of the memory, but keeping her gaze glued to a small square of paper, wrinkled and somewhat faded, partly caught beneath the mug.
" what's that? " ajay asks. brea's urgency to see the note increases; as if she's seen this before, and knows how close they are to the end of the memory. we see her straining, the chair tilting back a fraction of an inch. aisling shakes her head.
" i found it in eoin's things. with tickets to new york, and a printed ad for a studio apartment in brooklyn. he seemed adamant about having a girl... "
" no, please-- " and suddenly brea lurches forward, reaching across the table like the note is a lifeline. ajay says something, but the words fade rapidly. brea claws at the page, staring wildly at it, the edges of the room pulling away into some sort of void. everything fades away to silence, but brea... brea has the note!
and there, circled eagerly in black sharpie: BREA LYNCH-KELLY.
the memory vanishes. brea snaps back into the room, mug shard cradled frantically in her hands as she scrambles to her feet. the scene brightens as light restores itself in the room, and stanley rushes in, alarmed as he catches brea's arms and checks to see if she's okay. tears streaming down her face, she rushes past him, and he withdraws, torn between respect for her boundaries and concern for his child.
the scene shifts. brea has made her way to the roof garden, where she sits on a bench surrounded by honeysuckle. the mug piece is still in her hand, but she hastily pockets it as aisling approaches. " if someone's bullying you at school, all i need is a name-- "
" no. no, nothing like that, just... " as the sun sets, we are treated with a brief glimpse of the notepaper again. brea pauses. then shakes her head. a small, tearful smile is met with a nod of understanding, camera pulling back so the screen is shared by the pair, one now knowing far more than the other, and yet having no way to share it without knowing the consequences. aisling moves forward, sitting beside brea, and rests a kind arm around her shoulders, a maternal act that's highlighted by brea closing her eyes tight, inhaling, then committing. " do you ever think about where you're from? "
" what, ballyanam? yeah. not... not always in a very fond way, but... i still think of it. is that what this is about? your heritage? "
brea doesn't give any kind of answer to that. instead, she pushes forward. the camera no longer captures both of them; this is all about brea, every microexpression on her journey and need for answers captured on the screen. " would you ever go back? to ballyanam? "
" i... yeah, i mean, i could... not on my own, mind you. why? are you angling for a plane ticket? " aisling's chuckle and light nudge are met with an earnest expression from brea, a hopeful gloss to those unmistakable eyes. the camera pulls back to aisling. she looks a little surprised. another flashback, a brief, half second of aisling sitting at the dining table with eoin's mug, before returning to the present again. " okay. fine. sure. why not? oh! " brea suddenly hugs aisling, who receives it with initial surprise, and immediate relief as she hugs her back. " you still have to finish that project, though. " a phrase that, with what the audience has learned, takes on a tragic maternal tone.
" yeah! oh, i will. and... and thank you. you won't regret this! " brea smiles, and the tears are no longer from grief or confusion or horror. instead, these seem to be tears of joy. the camera stays locked on aisling as brea rushes back to the apartment, her arm still resting on the back of the bench, a melancholy look on her face.
cut to black. credits roll. but it's not the last we see of brea!!
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