Based off the '5 things' meme. Urm, still stuck on dialogue in drafts, sorry, B. Stranger!V will NOT shut up and do what I want him to do.
In the meantime, a series of 5 things. Open to requests.
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5 things Evey secretly believes about V
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5. He's really quite mad. No, seriously. In the sanest, most diligently methodical sort of way possible. Throw in moral hypocrisy and ideological tyranny and really, the only thing that really separates him from Sutler is the causality figures.
(And of course, the matter of Whose Side Are You Really On, but England, please. That was really only a matter of the lesser of two evils, wasn't it?)
4. He was not really in love with her. He loved her, yes, but in love? Deeply, uncomplicatedly, without illusion or theatrical narration? Probably not. Probably in love with her as the idea of love, as the symbol of the people, as something nobler and larger than she is—as the glimpse of an impossible future, as the woman she could be, whatever— it doesn't matter. What is a handful of sparse months? Shakespeare was an idealist. Juliet died of a broken heart. And as for V—
Well. Let it not be said that anarchists aren't the purest of idealists. And Evey has always been a survivor.
3. Yes, he needed to die; yes, she understands that at least— after months under the care of a man whose presence can eclipse reality, it becomes a struggle to doubt any way other than his; Evey cannot imagine a future with V still alive in it, it hurts her head and heart but god, V—and yet, yet... (she still mixes up her tenses when thinking about him, still thinks of him in terms of companion and ghost, and that is perhaps the only thing she might never forgive: that she is caught between history and legacy, and V has once again left her in the present)
2. Even if presented the situation, no matter how incriminating the evidence, V would never get jealous. Partly because partly because there is no 'they' to begin with; mostly, because that is just how their love is: trust thick enough to strangle, to redeem, to transform hope into duty.
1. Everything she thinks about him is never completely true.