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[teenyoda]

[Hey, look at that. A step in the right direction. He was learning not to open his posts to the side that he was supposed to be fighting. And killing, if her royal glowiness had anything to say about it. Color him not impressed.

But, he was mentally digressing, the locket held in his hand and panned around his brand new shiny wizard's room.


He made sure to get everything in his little scan, showing off what looked like a chemistry set over on the table there and that glowing ball thing that hw as kind of avoiding because scary and everything that was just too cool for school about this room.]

Isn't this great? They gave me a room, totally warded and everything so I don't have to worry about causing earthquakes or setting anyone on fire. Well, outside of it. I could probably still set myself on fire. I'm trying to avoid that. Look, it even has my name on the door.

[Cue him going over and opening the door to show the stylized plaque that was adhered to the door with his name on it.]

Still not entirely impressed with being kidnapped and not being able to go home and the whole trying to kill me stuff, but this... goes a tiny way to making it better. Just a little bit. Ooh, look at this.

[The locket panned back over to a coat rack, where he'd hung up the cloak he'd found when he'd come in at first. It was a dark, dark red that had shimmery silver highlights when he moved it.]

I got a cloak. They're trying to make me a pretty pimp wizard. Hey, hey Radagast. Would that make me Stiles the Red?

[Have a beaming teenager as he turns the pendant around so he can grin into it.]

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[teenyoda]

[It's the siren call of the red hair. He can't help it. He's lost. LOST, JON. SAVE H--, no, wait. Don't save him. She smells nice.]

Yeah? You got anything you feel like divulging, Mr. No Secrets?

[baseborne]

[omfg that needs to stop like right now even though jon can totally relate to a weakness for redheads (no ygrittes)]

You haven't asked any questions.

[teenyoda]

[Watches a Ygritte come in just to fuck with him. Ha. Ha. Ha.]

Exactly. So I guess we're at a stalemate.

[baseborne]

I said keep your secrets!

[Gods, but Stiles is impossible. (Also yes please he would die.)]

[teenyoda]

Aww, now don't get grumpy, buddy. I can share some secrets. Though, I still don't know how many licks it is to the center of a Tootsie Pop.

[It is known.]

[baseborne]

["buddy"]

A-- tootsie pop? What is that meant to be?

[teenyoda]

[Old buddy old pal...]

Wow, we really need to get a tv out here.

[baseborne]

... There are times I'm not certain we even speak the same tongue.

[teenyoda]

Probably not. Old English and ye modern tongue are pretty different. But hey, we can cut and paste a sentence together, right?

[baseborne]

"English?" [What was that about cut and pasting?]

[teenyoda]

You know... the words that are coming out of our mouths?

[baseborne]

... The Common Tongue, aye. [A beat. :|] More or less.

[teenyoda]

Right. 'Common tongue'.

[God, these old world types were hilarious.]

See? We can totally understand each other. It's all good.

[baseborne]

You do manage a fair sight better than the Thenns, I'll give you that.

[That's a joke. Too bad he offers 0 context for it. (Good talk.)]

I would still know what a Tootsie Pop is, or why you should needs lick it.

[teenyoda]

Right. Go me. Stiles, one, Thenns, zero.

[Whatever that meant. But he grinned at the fixation on the Tootsie Pop.]

It's a lollipop. Candy. Different flavors like chocolate, blueberry, cherry, raspberry, orange and all that and inside it is this... chocolatey fudge stuff that's just delicious. Ooh, maybe I'll ask for some of those for a boon.

[baseborne]

You would waste a boon on that? They have much and more to eat here, already.

[teenyoda]

Yeah, they do. But they don't have pizza.

[Thoughtful pause.]

I wonder if I could talk them through making one. Man, you'd love some pizza.

[baseborne]

Might be you could. [The fairies seem pretty obliging, in some ways. Food being one of them.] But I know not what "pizza" is, either.

[teenyoda]

Jon. Jon, Jon, Jon. You and I are going to have to have a 'food from Stiles' time' night. Seriously. What nights do you have free on your scowling schedule? Because this'll be a non-scowling night. Maybe even a drinking wine and/or ale night? Possibly. But yes, we'll do food and I'll fill you in on modern life. It'll be great. You'll love pizza.

[baseborne]

[Jon wants to protest about scowling schedule, but in two conversations he has already learned that arguing with Stiles is about as easy as staying upright while running on ice.] --I will be back at the castle on the morrow, I think. Elsewise, I have little planned. [Because he is curious, even though Stiles is just about the strangest boy he has ever met.]

[teenyoda]

Then I'll have to give the cooks the what for tomorrow and-- wait, do you want like, a day of relaxation before I school you in the wonders of pizza? Because I can do that, I just want to get this all planned right.

[baseborne]

[school you]

--No, it has not been a hard ride. And I should like to have food when I return.

[teenyoda]

[You will be schooled, Jon Snow. And you will still know nothing.]

Good. Then I'll make sure we've got some decent eats for tomorrow and I guess I'll see you then, huh? I'll try not to blow myself up beforehand.

[baseborne]

[Jon's life in a nutshell]

Aye, I wish you luck with that. [He is almost certain Stiles needs it.]

[teenyoda]

Uh huh. You just bring an appetite, bud.

[With a wave, Stiles ended the feed and went off to go see about dinner preparations.]