If you don't want to come by, you don't have to. I'm not going to twist your arm or something, but I called you for a reason and if you're going to be a dick about it then I'll just do it alone.
Things have been really shitty lately and I don't need to have you pissy at me too.
I just... [HEAVY SIGH. She really doesn't like that a lot of their conversations go this route, but she's not going to fight about it either, because considering the last few weeks -- this is stupid to get upset about.]
[The rest is soft-spoken and slightly apologetic sounding.]
[Nooo! Don't hate the rabbit. He didn't do anything.
Either way, Erica is seated on the grass, legs making a fence for the rabbit to stop from hopping away. She looks exhausted, but she's trying to just move on and not over think how crappy this place has been to her and the important people in her life recently. Things can only get better, right?]
[She turns at the sound of his voice. It gives her pause, eyes narrowing slightly as she looks at him.]
You look different... [She wants to say older, but she's not sure if that's age or just how their lives seem to wear on people. The hair is longer too.]
[She sees you eyeing the rabbit, Stiles. He's a harmless rabbit.]
I've seen the corset... well, it's in my closet because those weird apples decided to give me clothing and part of my future. [Erica glances to him.]
Not a good part, not that I guess there are many good parts. [She pauses and takes a breath.] Did Scott talk to you? About what happened with me? I don't... I don't know who Isaac told.
[Hmmm well, this rabbit did get outside at one point....]
I know that people still see me as a vulnerable spot. Isaac - Derek, they want to protect me and they tell me things like: "I'll handle it." or "I'll fix it." and I know they are doing what they think they have to, but I'm tired of being that way.
I asked Merlin to heal me. Not -- not just the session every few weeks healing. Everything. [Her hands gesture outward, like she's making a statement.]
I told him to do it all at once. As many times as he needed.
[He gave her a look, one that was part assessing and part uncertain. It wasn't like he couldn't understand what she wanted. Hospitals were not a fun place for him and he imagined it was just as bad for her. Even in a place like this.]
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[So she was going to make him walk aaaaaaaaaaall the way there. Girl. HUFF.]
Fine. I'll be there in a bit.
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[Sarcasm, ah, it was good to see you.]
Besides, I should walk off some of this pie.
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[Scowl.]
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If you don't want to come by, you don't have to. I'm not going to twist your arm or something, but I called you for a reason and if you're going to be a dick about it then I'll just do it alone.
Things have been really shitty lately and I don't need to have you pissy at me too.
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Well, don't call me fat and maybe I won't be so inclined to use foul language.
[He wasn't fat, Erica. He was lean.]
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[The rest is soft-spoken and slightly apologetic sounding.]
It's fine. Are you coming here or... not?
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I said I was coming. I'll be there in a bit.
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Okay.
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Okay.
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Either way, Erica is seated on the grass, legs making a fence for the rabbit to stop from hopping away. She looks exhausted, but she's trying to just move on and not over think how crappy this place has been to her and the important people in her life recently. Things can only get better, right?]
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But he comes strolling along, eyeing the rabbit dubiously as he walks over to her.]
Hey.
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You look different... [She wants to say older, but she's not sure if that's age or just how their lives seem to wear on people. The hair is longer too.]
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Yeah. Uh, it had been a while back home before I got yanked back here.
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I like it. I'm glad you didn't go the leather jackets and corset route that seems to be very in for future tense lives.
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[He came over and sat down a few feet away from her, eyeing the rabbit dubiously.]
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I've seen the corset... well, it's in my closet because those weird apples decided to give me clothing and part of my future. [Erica glances to him.]
Not a good part, not that I guess there are many good parts. [She pauses and takes a breath.] Did Scott talk to you? About what happened with me? I don't... I don't know who Isaac told.
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Is that a fact? And I'm guessing you didn't like them?
We had a little chat about Isaac and things. Why?
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I know that people still see me as a vulnerable spot. Isaac - Derek, they want to protect me and they tell me things like: "I'll handle it." or "I'll fix it." and I know they are doing what they think they have to, but I'm tired of being that way.
I asked Merlin to heal me. Not -- not just the session every few weeks healing. Everything. [Her hands gesture outward, like she's making a statement.]
I told him to do it all at once. As many times as he needed.
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Uh huh.
[He gave her a look, one that was part assessing and part uncertain. It wasn't like he couldn't understand what she wanted. Hospitals were not a fun place for him and he imagined it was just as bad for her. Even in a place like this.]
And what did this Merlin guy say?
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So I said okay.
[Here's the long pause where she waits for him to say that it's not smart or that she's making a mistake.]
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And they have an idea of what they're doing? Or are they just blasting you with some kind of healy magic and hoping it sticks?
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