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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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You're coming to Diasbaile to at least visit, right?

[ come at her ]

Angus has to come see how large his son's gotten.

I'll stay as long as you want me to, m'lady.

[She can't stay away from her friend for too long now, not after being able to see her again without consequence. Merida giggles a little.]

Och, I'm sure he'll get a right shock. Last time we saw he was only a wee thing.

So forever? Glad we got that settled.

[ Ariadne grins; she can't help it, giddy at the idea of Merida coming back to her, staying with her again. ]

He's not quite Angus-sized yet, but his wings are huge. I imagine he'll grow into them if he stops trying to swat the other creatures with them.

And here I thought you'd gravitate towards the Seelie-sounding courts, princess.

[ Is someone still mad? Yeah, a little. ]

[She makes a face almost like a grimace - even a little hurt - then closes her eyes.]

You don't have to put it like that.

Edited 2015-11-17 07:46 (UTC)

As long as it doesn't get in th' way of my duties to Leathann.

[Her own grin is wide on her face, excited to go back. She hasn't been at the manor in two years. It would almost be like coming home.]

I'm sure he will. Angus tripped over his hooves a bit when he was younger because he was too big for them.

[ He doesn't miss the hurt in her eyes, and a part of him feels guilty for it -- but not too much; he wants to know why she turned on them (and how had she even lost her shard? Was it fighting against the Unseelie?). Nevermind that Johnny had turned against them in the end, too.

But at least he hadn't joined the side that wanted all the worlds dead. He narrows his eyes. He likes her, he does. He likes her feisty spirit, her will, and the fact that she's pretty his type of person. But what he doesn't get is this: ]

You betrayed one side to join the other one that wants to end the world. How am I supposed to put it?

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.

Merida?

[He blinks.]

Sorry, I'm surprised to still be here too, I just didn't think you could fly last time I saw you.

Tracking.

[There's the first word that catches his attention.]

Does that mean you're a hunter?

I won th' White Hunt my first year in th' Drabwurld, so yes, I am a hunter.

[She doesn't say which side for, though, because that doesn't really matter to her anymore. She crosses her arms, raising an eyebrow.]

An' I didn't have any magic back then.

Well, I can't fly personally, but I asked for Angus to get wings, once.

[It took them a while to get the hang of it, but he can land without crashing now, so that's a bonus.]

He's my horse.

And not just any hunter.

[And it's murmured, almost to himself. Jack's eyes are a little brighter.]

There are people where I am, ones who came back with us. None of us know how to hunt, at least not the way we're going to need to. If your offer extends to the far and frozen North, I'll make sure that the favor is returned.

I know some about that sort of huntin', aye.

[She had leopard seal teeth marks on her arm to prove it. Merida tilts her head in consideration.]

If you're to th' Far North, you're also goin' to need to learn how to utilize every part of th' animal. Winter months are goin' to be pretty harsh on your lot, so you'll need to learn how to skin an' make cloaks an' th' like from their pelts.

Another lesson. We can keep the people warm as long as they're inside, but they can't stay within four walls forever.

[Jack's already looked to his own wardrobe and found it lacking. Ice was not the element he was guarding against.]

[ Leathann. As soon as the name of the island is mentioned, Ariadne's expression changes from a smile to a scowl. ]

Right. Well. Can't have that.

[ It's said stiffly, a bit bitter; she doesn't realize it, but her hand has come up to cover the mark of the Sylphs on the back of her hand, fresh again in this version of the world. ]

[Noticing Ariadne's reaction when she mentions Leathann, she purses her lips together before she smiles softly, gently. She understands that there would be some who didn't like what happened, an it makes her chest hurt a little to think that one of those might be a friend.

They had a chance to make things right. Merida wasn't going to let it slip by her.]

I'll need you to show me where on th' map th' manor is now. Is La Llorona still around?

Aye, I agree with that. You'd go stark ravin' mad.

[She shakes her head.]

But I'll help. As much as I can with that anyway. I'm not much of a tailor when it comes to fur, but I can show ye how to skin an animal without damagin' th' pelt.

Edited 2015-11-21 06:40 (UTC)

[ They're not talking about Leathann, and so Ariadne relaxes. ]

It is. It's actually all still relatively in the same place, except the shape of the continent is different.

Merida. ( it's clear she's surprised, but some sense of familiarity in saying her name, if only because Clarke has heard it many times before. )

You knew Jason, right?

[The question makes her pause, brow furrowing. She doesn't know who she is, so she doesn't know how she knows that, but her face twists into a small grimace as the lump in her throat hurts, fingers reaching to play with the jewel dangling from her choker.]

Depends on what kind of sense you're takin' about, but aye, I did.

[If you could call meeting once or twice on the battle field, a single conversation that didn't seem half bad, and then killing her knowing him, she guessed she did. Merida shifts a little and then drops her hand, turning her head towards the locket in a way that tilts it so the part of the scarring on her neck near her jaw shows.]

What of him?

Edited 2015-11-21 06:39 (UTC)

[Thank god. Thank god Merida's back, too, and while his first instinct is to ask her a lot of questions to make sure she's all right there are a few other things he has left to deal with. Instead, it's a text and it's carefully worded. Merida knows him too well. She'd pick up if something was wrong if he spoke or saw her right now.]

I'm still trying to count just how many of them popped up while we were gone. Never thought I'd be a timetraveler or anything, but here we are.

[There. Nice and light and casual and very much "hello, I'm not dead."]

[Oh. He's here, and she's so glad about that. She sighs a little in relief, then wonders why he used the text function before deciding it doesn't matter.]

Is "time travel" much of a thing in your time? I went there but there didn't seem to be that many to me.

Mmm...

[There's a small pause before the locket snaps shut. The next moment it opens, Merida returns to her human form, shimmering blue before it fades and she looks around her, beaming and then looking at her locket.]

You won't mind if I bring Angus another time, will you?

An angel with hair the color of flames. This is where that legend starts.

[Pour it on a little thicker, Jack.]

Edited 2015-11-21 21:39 (UTC)

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