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

[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.]

[brainiest]

Oh! No, it - it's fine, really, it wasn't exactly common knowledge. It was right after Redgate and I only had my compass, not my locket, so I couldn't really tell anyone.

[ She brightens, perking. ]

Look, see. I'm fine.

[teenyoda]

[See this? This is his judging your perkiness face. Learn it, Hermione.]

Uh huh. And the elf boy's taking care of you?

[Not that Hermione needed taking care of. Hello, super witch.]

[brainiest]

[ She shakes her head, crossing her arms. ]

'Elf boy' is taking very good care of me. It's good to get some proper exercise for a change and all this walking is doing me good.

[teenyoda]

Careful. You might actually get some exercise. Then you'll wind up liking it and turn into some kind of health nut.

[brainiest]

I have been eating a lot more fruit recently...

[teenyoda]

I'll worry when you start trying to peddle health shakes and tofurky.

[brainiest]

... What is tofurky?

[teenyoda]

It's tofu. Made to look like turkey. Tofurky. Get it?

[brainiest]

Oh - yes! That... Makes a lot of sense. Don't worry, there's none of that around here.

[teenyoda]

Good. Don't eat it. It's gross. Same with anything soy. Go meat all the way. Or, you know, veggies. Veggies are good. Or nachos. Totally a food group.

[brainiest]

You know, I don't think I've ever had nachos.

[teenyoda]

Witchy-boo, your education in human junk food is as bad as Jon's and Gendry's. I demand a nacho night.

When things don't feel like they're going to swamp us and we're in the same place for a night.

[brainiest]

Sure, we can do that. Just let me know when you're free - can the faeries even make nachos?

[ That. Is something she has to think about. Also, she wonders if Ron, Harry and Legolas would like nachos.

[teenyoda]

I taught the kitchen elves how to make pizza. I think they can handle nachos.

[brainiest]

[ Laughter. Oh, Stiles... ]

Of course you did.

[teenyoda]

You say that like pizza isn't entirely necessary.

[brainiest]

I went almost seven years without pizza, Stiles.

[teenyoda]

Yeah, well, you're a girl. And I bet there's other things you go without because of willpower. I'm a creatures of indulgences, Hermione. There's not a lot I get to indulge in, but the few things I do are awesome. Pizza is one of them.

[brainiest]

Perhaps we can have a pizza and nachos party, then.

[teenyoda]

If we have both, it's gonna be a party. Jon will want to come. You should bring your elf boy.

[brainiest]

[ fjkdsgjsdkg. HANG ON!! ]

He's not my elf boy, you know. He's about a thousand years too old for that.

[teenyoda]

Mmhmm...

[Suuuuuuuuuure he was. Like age mattered with things that lived forever anyway.]

You can still bring him. Your not your elf boy.

[brainiest]

Stiles!

[ big brother god she doesn't have a crush she's just in awe sometimes mfjfjmgf. ]

I'll see if he wants to come.