if you want all the power...

independent, private & semi-selective DIRECTOR EVA STRATT from PROJECT HAIL MARY. movie and headcanon based, with partial knowledge of the book. by PSYCHE. extremely low activity. spoilers ahead. rules found at @plcthoraa.

――― … 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅'𝒔 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒏 ...

You look like someone who's knows they're standing on a castle made of sand. Someone who knows that your current position is precariously easy to topple. There's too many holes, too many variables to contend with, and as much as you look like you have it all together, you look like someone who's terrified of overlooking something very important and sending that sandcastle of yours crashing down. (If it hasn't already, of course.)

You look like someone who was raised religiously, used to be Agnostic and questioned God, but has only recently started to have faith once again, since the alternative for the world nowadays is terrifying to think about.

You look like someone who knows, that despite your measured logic and pragmatic thought process, believing in something you can't see like the Hail Mary is similar to believing in God. And it's terrifying.

You look like someone who needs to have as much control as possible, whether its over people or an agenda. I don't think that's a bad thing. But I do think that looking like someone who wants control is a bit of an act, isn't it? A way to have some sort of agency in the role you're currently in.

You look like someone who, despite being willing and accepting to have the world's consequences on your shoulders and despite being willing to play the villain on the world's stage, would like at least one person to see you for who you are and your efforts for what they are.

YOU LOOK LIKE... ― accepting.

" impressive... you, on the other hand, look like someone who has a lot of opinions on someone they don't really know. "

and she decides to leave it at that. they don't get to hear to her truths. they don't get to know the castle from which she commands the world was delivered to her as a bunch of sand no one else wanted on their hands. they don't get to know she not only had built the castle and is holding it together by pure sheer will, but that the powers that be won't let her fail, because if she does then the whole world is doomed and they all will have to pay for it ( it's the only thing they have ever agreed upon ).

they don't get to know about her faith. they don't deserve to hear about how it has always been easier to believe in something than to believe in nothing. they will never know emptiness has always been a harder pill to swallow ( her nightmares have alway been the same: a starless sky and a barren earth, swallowing her whole ).

I'd love to hear all the fun facts for your muse.

RANDOM FACTS ― accepting.

Eva Stratt is a polyglot with a capital P.

She's half german, half dutch, so English is not her second language, but her fifth, as she learnt it after Russian and Italian.

She speaks a total of 9 languages (if we don't count eiridiani, which she learns only in some verses), those are, in order in which she learnt them: German, Dutch, Italian (and latin, but she doesn't count it, as it's a dead language), English, French, Spanish, Hindi and Chinese.

There are other several languages she knows but it's not fluent in. For example, in Baikonur she learnt Kazakh, but she didn't reached the level of fluency she would've liked before the end of the project. In this category of languages she can understand but can can't actually speak in, she considers Portuguese, Greek, Turkish, Swedish, Korean, Japanese and several other languages from the east of europe.

Her mother used to say she picked up languages easily because she was nosy and couldn't stand missing on a conversation. Eva thinks it's because most of humanity's problems have emerged from communication problems and she just wishes to be above them.

INCORRECT QUOTES ― accepting.

POR QUÉ NO LOS TRES?

YOU LOOK LIKE... ― accepting.

" really looking forward to not dying. " says @topshelfperverts, and she gives something akin to a smile as they walk together through the compound.

" well, we still haven't found the path to immortality, so... " she deadpans, hiding her widening smile behind her cup of coffee.

" i knew you wouldn't, " she replies immediately, because no matter how self deprecating or unserious he might think he is, he is a highly trained professional and one with unconventional problem-solving abilities, on top on that. there is not an ounce of doubt in her mind he can do whatever he sets his mind into.

but apparently he has his doubts. doubts that verge on the existential. and she is baffled by the realisation; she really thought he was being modest again, " ... did you ―? did you thought you were gonna die there, doctor grace? "

the eridian had been a surprise in so many ways. it was playful and brave in ways that made her thank god it was this little guy who found grace among the stars. in the months between the arrival of the probes and the landing of the hail mary, while the world focused on the taumoeba situation, she took a step back and decided to study the recordings grace had sent to try and decode rocky's language. she plunged headfirst into learning eridiani, and when the ship had arrived, she found herself she could understand most of it, without the help of the translator.

still, @bottomshelfheroes was stubborn, and he never went anywhere without his voice. even when it was doubtful it'll need it. " i’m not doing that. statement " it pointed at the plane emphatically.

she hummed a tune towards it, something like "sorrow-forgive", but shrugged at its insistence of not getting into the plane. " i know you want grace to come, but he's busy with big science and i thought we could use this moment to go and visit new york? "