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.]

Comments

[baseborne]

[Stiles is one of the few people Jon has seen Sansa actively like and seek out for companionship, so he'll eat his fur cloak if she wouldn't let him come stay. And anyway, Jon needs to recruit people for the Guard, even if Stiles ends up just being their potion dispenser....]

She will be. [A pause--] And the fairies have given me a fairy ring to bury there, so you will still be able to visit the castle... or your Station, if you wish. [You know, that queer place with the queer food and the super lame video games (that Jon couldn't win at.)]

[teenyoda]

[Hey, his potions will kick ass. Especially since he's gotten a power boost. Double what they were last time, bro. He's a handy boy to keep around.]

My station? Dude, it's everyone's station. And I'm totally going to get you to actually get the hang of the games.

[Don't act like you don't like nachos, Jon. You pigged out on them.]

But honestly? Thanks. I really mean it. It's... it's nice to have options here.

[baseborne]

[Congratulations, Stiles, you get a small smile! And a shoulder bump.]

Aye, well. I do like your magical potions.

[teenyoda]

My magical potions saved your butt. And your wolves' butts. But really, I kinda... I dunno. It's nice to have people to count on here. This place is all sorts of messed up and-- It's just nice, okay.

[baseborne]

They did. [He's very grateful!!!] You know if you need anything, you only have to ask it, right? We owe you much and more. [Jon and Sansa both.]

[teenyoda]

Dude, it's not about owing. We're friends. That's just what friends do. You don't keep score of who owes who what. Unless you don't like someone. Then you make them pay.

[baseborne]

[Jon is just sort've a give-everything-of-himself type of guy, it feels really weird having done all the taking in this friendship and offering so little.]

Aye, I know it. I'm only saying.

[teenyoda]

Hey, I know you got my back. We're good.

[Manly man-type of shoulder clap.]

I appreciate you guys watching me while I was, ah, napping.

[He knew by the wolf hair all over him (AND IN HIS MOUTH, JON) that whoever had come by had stayed for a little while. It was... touching.]

[baseborne]

[Jon has the grace to look slightly sheepish (very slightly.)]

It was-- [You know, terrifying. Like it had been with Sansa. After he'd been so sick for so long, too...] I wish I knew why that happened. Might be we could keep it from happening to others.

[teenyoda]

Yeah, avoiding random comas would be nice.

[He hadn't seen Jon fussing over Sansa since he wasn't supposed to know they were related at the time, but now that he knew, he could picture Jon just as worried about her.]

Sorry for the repeat performance. Not something I meant to do.

[On the plus side, he didn't look nearly as sickly as he had when they'd landed. And he was clean shaven. Bye-bye crappy attempt at a beard.]

Still, thanks, Jon.

[baseborne]

[Nooo, Stiles, your semi-manly facial fuzz! Jon had been so proud, so proud.]

Aye, you need only keep that in mind for when it's my turn, I suppose. [Jon: attempting to tell a joke, somebody call the presses.]

[teenyoda]

[Malia will likely make him grow fur again as soon as she has control over him. Soon, Jon. Soon.]

Hah, yeah. No. See the difference between us? I can't lug you unless I levitate you. Oh, hey, there's an idea. I'll just float you along behind me and... no, wait. Your wolves would eat me. Please don't ever go into a coma, Jon.

[baseborne]

[You see?? Jon likes Malia already.]

I'm not so heavy. [u calling him fat, bro?]

[teenyoda]

And I'm not that strong. I can barely lift myself. No way I can carry all of that.

[He emphasized 'that' with hands gesturing, meaning all of Jon's manliness. Too much manly.]

[baseborne]

I don't see why you're so against the idea of working on that. [FEEL THE BURN, Stiles. The burn is good! The burn is life!]

[teenyoda]

I don't think I'm genetically capable of gaining any muscle. I'm lean. My people are lean.

[Okay, his dad wasn't that lean, but he clearly took after his mom. Who was willowy.]

We don't muscle. Unlike some Lord Commanders.

[baseborne]

Oh, that's not how muscle works. [But thank u for noticing.] You ought to at least let me show you how to use your shard like we learned. [From the guy who then tried to murderate them.]

[teenyoda]

... That's totally how muscle works.

[Muscle was heavier than fat, Jon. He knew this. With science.]

Use your shard? Use it how? Is this your way of saying you want to rip my chest open? Because, um... I thought we were bros.

[baseborne]

[Bah, science. Jon scoffs.] No, there's a sort of magic in it, all its own. If you learn how to use it you can be faster than any man ought to be, stronger too.

[teenyoda]

... So you're going to sit here and tell me how to do that, right?

[Because that could come in handy, okay? Okay.]

[baseborne]

Aye, of course. [Tosses hair- no I'm kidding. Jon taps between his collar bones with one finger.] The Fox was a madman, but he was not a fool, and he taught us well for some weeks first. I can move nearly faster than a man can see, when I use this.

[teenyoda]

Really?

[Okay, that was cool. He'd seen Jon in that vision shared over the lockets and even as just your average Joe, Jon packed a hell of a punch. He could only imagine what he'd be like super powered.]

So it, what, enhances your speed and strength? What about healing?

[Important things, Jon.]

[baseborne]

Healing? No, it doesn't seem so. [That's what you're here for, Stiles!!] Why would it?

[teenyoda]

[Shrug]

Because the werewolves back home have their strength and speed enhanced, but they also have like, super magical healing as well. Seems to go hand in hand.

[baseborne]

[Wow Stiles don't compare him to a werewolf that is hitting much too close to home!]

Then I'm not like that, I suppose. It's only the other things.