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[It's been a crazy few months, but things seem to be finally settling back to normal. At least, as normal as the Drabwurld goes. Sometimes she has to remind herself that this is her world now, weirdness and all, but she wouldn't have it any other way. Luckily, her last gift from Solais is still active so she didn't remain lost for very long, teleporting herself to Leathann, to home.

But there are numerous, countless others that she needs to check up on. Merida sits with a hound or two by her side, the only new thing about her being the braids on either side of her head, sitting in her hair. War braids, that her mother had carefully interwoven into her hair as a last gift. She smiles, though it falters a little, and the choker around her throat feels a little tighter, hiding most of the scar that goes up to her jaw.]

This is Merida.

[Duh.]

It's been a while since I've spoken to some of you. [She remembers her last post and feels a little lump in her throat.] I'm not even sure how many I know are still here. Well, here being a relative term since it seems there's even more courts.

[One of the pups whines and nudges her side, and she reaches to give him rubs.]

I know that many of you might be adjusting, but I wanted to offer myself, should you need help. I'm shardless, so I'm not barred by whatever alliance your court holds. Angus an' I can fly, an' I can teleport myself, so transportation isn't a problem. Anythin' you need - trackin', magic, archery - I can do. [Her lips quirk faintly.] I've been told I'm a good teacher.

[Merida reaches for her locket, then pauses.]

Shuck knows we've been given another chance. I don't intend to waste it.

[The feed ends.]

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That's not how it worked. I didn't choose at all.

[She shakes her head, placing a hand over where her shard should be before she realises what she's doing and curls it against her chest instead. It's still an uneasy thing, knowing how empty she feels without it. Merida's brow knits together before she glances away from the feed.]

Either my heart or my shard decided I was better suited for Seelie. Or Solais had something to do with it. I'm still fuzzy on th' details of how it happens. [She remembers Saber thinking she had been taken from them somehow. Merida sighs a little.] But I didn't betray anyone. Not willingly.

[ Johnny softens a little -- look, he hates hurting girls more than the next guy, whether he's sleeping with them or moving on or, well, isn't involved with them at all. He notes the absence of her shard, wonders if she'd given it away willingly, or worse.

Worse; no matter how angry he is at her, he doesn't want her to be killed for it. ]

Were you still conflicted when you attacked the spires before?

[The feed switches to private almost immediately, if only because of the delicate nature of his accusations. Merida makes a face, tilting her head before she looks at the screen.]

Whoever told you that didn't have th' full story. That was a task assigned to me by th' Red Hand, to see if I was capable of teachin' an' leadin'. It was only meant to be a scoutin' mission. It wasn't supposed to get so far out of hand.

[ He pauses at the mention of the Red Hand -- despite his misgivings of it, he had been a part of that too, having turned from the Unseelie when he's learned of what they mean to do. ]

Teaching and leading, huh? How'd that go for you?

Well enough. I have my own students. They...came back with us.

[She winced a little at the thought. There was likely pockets of other natives from the future that had been brought back in time with them. She then sighs.]

I never intended to cause anythin'.

Look, forget it.

[ Johnny's not someone who remembers grudges. He doesn't want to be That Guy. ]

We start new, right? All of us here. Are you still with the Red Hand?

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