Video - Seelie/Unseelie (Partially Accidental) | Action for those in Troichean Beinn

[teenyoda]

[The image comes on of a room, an unfamiliar room to all but a small handful in Troichean Beinn. The picture rises and falls rapidly, a panting sound coming before there's a sharp cry and the visual changes to the wall as the body wearing the locket rises.

Sorry, folks, but it seems like Stiles turned the locket on while he was having his nightmare or vision or whatever the hell it was, reaching for something to help him get out of it and flicking on the video. Oops? He'd be embarrassed if he wasn't so confused.]

Scott? Malia...?

[He blinks, eying the stone walls in front of him and groaning as it all comes back in a rush. Drabwurld. Fairies. Crap.

It's a moment after that that he realizes the locket's on and he looks tired as he turns it to peer into it, seeing it unlocked to both courts. Great.]

Um... I guess I left? But I'm back now. Though... I'm not at Caer Glaem. Am I still at Troichean Beinn? Gendry? Jon? Sansa? I thought I would have shown up back at court, but hey, look, they don't entirely suck.

[Nope. Someone didn't know they'd been sleeping. He thought he'd left and gone for months and came back. Who wants to break the news? Shut up, Peter.]

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[amplified]

... Malia? ( last lydia knew she was out of eichen house and starting school... ) Stiles -- did you fall asleep?

[teenyoda]

N..o? I left. I think. I remember going home and... stuff.

[Right. Okay. Stuff. Lydia stuff. Lots of stuff. God, why was there so much stuff?]

But I guess the shard thing or whatever brought me back? I don't really...

I don't know. I don't think I remembered being here when I got home.

[amplified]

Oh. ( she wrinkles her nose. ) It didn't take me home. It just... kind of put me in a coma. When I woke up and remembered -- you know. About Allison, and the Nogitsune.

( she frowns, deeply. )

What's happening there?

[teenyoda]

[Things Stiles hated: Being in a position where he had information that Lydia wanted. Nope. Not his favorite spot. Not lately, anyway. But hey, at least the worst had happened, right?

No, that didn't really make it better.]

Ah...

[Stall, Stilinski. Stall like your life depended on it.]

You... got new shoes?

[amplified]

Stiles. ( her tone is more irritated now, and she gives him a look. THAT look, the one where her eyes are boring into his very soul. ) I know you didn't just disappear to come back and tell me a lie about my shoes. I always get new shoes. Always. ( gonna melt you with her brain )

No more secrets.

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[aliased]

You finally woke up.

[teenyoda]

... I wasn't aware I'd been sleeping? What-- ah. I'm confused.

[aliased]

You were asleep. They couldn't wake you.

[teenyoda]

You sure about that? Because I'm pretty sure I was back home.

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[baseborne]

[Jon spotted the locket message first, but he makes his way to Stiles' room instead of replying on it.

There is little baby direwolf fur all over his blankets, sorry not sorry.]

Stiles! [If people could stop having comas around Jon, that'd be great.]

[teenyoda]

[Dammit, Jon. Did you let it use him as a chewtoy? That is not how you best friend.]

Jon? Hey, man. Any clue what the hell happened?

[baseborne]

You were asleep, and would not wake, as Sansa was a moon's turn ago. [And now that the secret's out, he raises both eyebrows pointedly (no comment on whether or not Stiles was made into a chewtoy):] But we saw less fit to sprinkle you with salt and talk of kissing you.

[teenyoda]

Well thank god for small favors. Let's leave all the kissing and salt to the experts, okay?

[The expert clearly being him.]

So... I didn't leave at all?

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[steeledskin]

[ the relief in her voice is not a relaxed sigh but a hard edge -- held taut still, and burdened with many a responsibility.

and yet she's happy to hear him. ] Stiles. You're awake. [ thank the gods. ] May I call upon you?

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[teenyoda]

Call on-- oh, right. Yeah, yeah, come on over. Just come in. I need a minute to sort of... figure this all out. You okay?

[steeledskin]

Stiles--! That question is mine to ask of you.

[teenyoda]

Oh, I'm sorry. Did you suddenly become the owner of all the questions in the universe?

[There was a wry grin to go along with that to show he was teasing.]

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[bullhorned]

Does your mouth taste salty? We couldn't find no princes to kiss you.

[teenyoda]

And it's comedy hour with Gendry. Did you get some kind of humor injection while I was gone? Maybe got that stick removed?

[Smirk.]

[bullhorned]

I had a nice week. There weren't no one going on about their porn and x-boxes or sticks in my ass. It was relaxing like.

[teenyoda]

Poor you. You must have been bored.

[He has to take a minute to stretch because whatever had happened, he felt a little stiff. And oddly tired.]

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[brainiest]

[ Hermione, at least, looks pleased to see him and her expression softens. ]

Welcome back, Stiles. How're you feeling?

[teenyoda]

A bit confused, but otherwise good. How about you? Haven't seen you in a bit.

[Not that he couldn't scribble in a book to say hi to her or turn on the locket, but he'd been a bit distracted with copious amounts of vomiting, followed by a coma. Sorry, Hermy.]

[brainiest]

I've been a little busy, admittedly. I was kidnapped for a while and since then I've been on the road with Legolas -- not much time castlebound.

[ But at least she's being perky about it. Her expression softens. ]

I'll try and keep up with you a little more, promise.

[teenyoda]

Kidnapped? Really? And I'm just hearing about this? Jesus, Hermione. I'm sorry.

[World's worst friend: Stiles Stilinski.]