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[teenyoda]

"Leave a message. I'm around. Or sleeping. Or... stuff."

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[teenyoda]

Right.

[So she was going to make him walk aaaaaaaaaaall the way there. Girl. HUFF.]

Fine. I'll be there in a bit.

[better]

I can meet you somewhere... if you want. It has to be outside though.

[teenyoda]

No, no. Wouldn't want to put you out or anything.

[Sarcasm, ah, it was good to see you.]

Besides, I should walk off some of this pie.

[better]

I'm glad you noticed. [Look, she can joke too.] I didn't want to say anything.

[teenyoda]

Hey. Hey, Erica. FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF U.

[Scowl.]

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[better]

[She gives him a SERIOUSLY?? look.]

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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[teenyoda]

[He's trying really hard not to ask her if she's on her period.]

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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[better]

I was joking. I thought we were at the stage of the conversation where jokes and sarcasm was being used. [HUFF. HUFF.]

[teenyoda]

And I'm allowed to give an emphatic 'EFF YOU' back to a joke like that. Jokingly. Mostly.

[better]

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.]

It's fine. Are you coming here or... not?

[teenyoda]

[God, make him feel guilty why don't you?]

I said I was coming. I'll be there in a bit.

[better]

[HERE. LOOK AT THE BUNNY TOO. FEEL THE GUILT.]

Okay.

[teenyoda]

[He hates bunnies.]

Okay.

action → forever

[better]

[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?]

[teenyoda]

[Wrong. Remember where they are? Ha ha, Erica. Ha. Ha.

But he comes strolling along, eyeing the rabbit dubiously as he walks over to her.]

Hey.

[better]

[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.]

[teenyoda]

[Oh, right. She hadn't seen him since he'd been back. He lifted a hand and brushed it through his hair, shrugging.]

Yeah. Uh, it had been a while back home before I got yanked back here.

[better]

[She smiles, reaching her hand to grab the wayward rabbit again.]

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.

[teenyoda]

Yeah, no. That would just be certain blondes who went the bad girl route.

[He came over and sat down a few feet away from her, eyeing the rabbit dubiously.]

[better]

[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.

[teenyoda]

[It was a rabbit, Erica. They humped more things than Stiles did. It made him concerned about his own personal welfare.]

Is that a fact? And I'm guessing you didn't like them?

We had a little chat about Isaac and things. Why?

[better]

[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.

[teenyoda]

[Stay away from his leg, rabbit.]

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?

[better]

That it's dangerous, but -- he asked Sigyn to help and she agreed to it.

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.]

[teenyoda]

[The inclusion of one of the gods here would be what had him more leery than what anyone else might do.]

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?