eachdraidh | video ][ forward-dated to the first, post-feast

[ immediately post-feast, yes, because that's the responsible thing to do. the whole scenting thing is still a work in progress, but she hasn't smelled anything even remotely familiar since she got here, nothing she wants to put much thought into at least. not yet. because hey, maybe she didn't smell her not-dad during that big feast. it's possible she just smelled some- burnt turkey! yeah. same thing, really! ( yeah, wow, she's bad at making up excuses, even to herself. Peter Hale does not smell like burnt turkey. ) but anyway, now she's fussing with the locket, because it doesn't matter how out of touch she was with technology a few months ago, she can tell when something ( the locket, in this case ) is trying to get her attention like a cellphone would. and then she sees there's messages on there.

good. good start.

if she can't sniff out where she is ( since that map makes no sense to her ), she'll just- ask. it takes her a second to realize the video is recording, but then she notices it's recording and aha! here! have a smile that's kinda like this. ]

So, thanks for the big dinner and all, that was great. Really. Wow. So good. [ is she being sincere enough? no? she's kinda trying! though it's a wonder her face isn't covered in grease and gravy, okay. so charming, this one. but yeahno, she remembered to wipe her face with a napkin after eating, tyvm. progress! ] But I need to get back home now.

So which way is Beacon Hills?

[ and now she'll make a quick shifty-eye ]

-- And where can I find one of those boxes with the lids you can keep food in for later? Just wondering.

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[Tbh Jon doesn't actually know that "girlfriend" and "girl friend" are meant to be two different hings. Normal people call that courtship and suitors, Malia!!]

He seems greatly relieved you've arrived. [You know, other than that whole Unseelie thing that he's packing up his bags for.] I'd be honored to meet you when we return from the dwarven kingdom.

Oh. That's good. [ a beat ] Why would you be honored? I don't get it. [ people don't say that stuff anymore ok and she's not all caught up on her medieval times movies ] Stiles exaggerates a lot sometimes. [ in case he made him think she's like. somebody important. she doesn't know???? ]

[Jon blinks. He's never had to explain the meaning or purpose of courtesy before.] It's-- another way to say I'd like to, if you'd have me.

Have you.

[ her eyes shift, a true thinkyface if there every was one, but she just lets it go this time ]

Yeah, of course we can meet in person. I'd rather talk in person than over these things anyway.

Are you with Stiles now? In the mountains?

[ "not in the mountains" nah she's sure he knows what she means ]

[Well to be fair the dwarven castle is literally in the mountain so....] Aye, and I'll return with him on the morrow when he leaves for the fairy rings. My own kin has arrived just now as well.

Oh. Cool.

[ what's a morrow, is that another word for flying carpet ]

Are you all Seelies?

[It's going to take them like two months before they have a conversation where they both understand all the words, isn't it?]

We are. But we won't be living in Caer Glaem soon, if such would put you at ease. I've little and less desire to take part in this war. [Stiles pretty much already agreed to come to Cothromach, right? Right.]

[ pretty much ]

Oh, I don't care about the sides. Guess it's good you don't either.

It seems pretty stupid to me, putting me on one side and Stiles on another. I bet we're not the only people who've been split up either, which makes it even dumber.

[He's never actually thought about that, because he's been lucky in that all his family and allies have been Seelie so far.]

--Likely not. [He might only be saying that so she doesn't feel singled out...] I don't see why they bring most of the men that they do. Why not fighters, if it's war they want to make?

I can fight.

I just won't fight Stiles.

Aye, not you, then. But Stiles is no fighter, and neither are many of the others I've spoken to. [He refuses to learn how to swords Malia, make him agree to let Jon teach him!!]

So, are all those people who don't like to fight going to move- wherever you're moving to?

[ is that why stiles is with you oh god does he want to live in a peace camp or something this is just not what she wants at all

but she doesn't know about the direwolves yet so that'll change ]

Aye, the invitation will be open to those who do not wish to take part in the war, whatever their reasons. [Wow Malia maybe peace is cool sometimes too you don't gotta be like that!] Though I fear it will not be free from the realm's squabbling even so. I plan to set up a guard there with those who come who are fighters. [See? Give team A Song of Teen Woofs a chance.]

I can be- guard. I'll guard.

[ so what if she only kind of gets what he means, she wants in. she can ~~protect stiles~~ fight. ]

You've some experience with fighting?

[Come to think of it, she does have some of that wild spearwife air about her.]

I can protect my friends.

[ that kind of explains it, right? ]

What has Stiles told you about our world? Anything really weird?

[ malia that's not even remotely vague ]

He mentioned... werewolves. [They had sounded a little too close to wargs for Jon to ask too many questions.] There is-- or was, mayhaps, one here that he would name enemy.

Oh! Yeah, I'm like a werewolf. Only I'm a werecoyote. Born, not bitten. But my instincts work the same, and I can be pretty strong when I concentrate on it.

And he's right, Peter's an ass.

--Oh. [That's... remarkably candid?? Darnit Malia this is the kind of thing you Teenage Angst over, you can't just be all... forthright and adorable about it.] How strong? [Jon is trying really hard to think up appropriate things to ask.]

Really strong?

[ a beat ]

-- How do you measure strength?

I can try and pick something up?

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No, that's... ah, I shall trust your word. [Sorta?? AKA he'll make Stiles explain things like he always does.] You have a place with the guard if that's what you desire. I would call friend anyone that Stiles does.

[ her brow f u r r o w s ]

Stiles usually calls me his girlfriend. [ a beat ] So.

[ he would call friend anyone... that Stiles does what....... even..????

oh ]

I mean, yeah. We can be friends.

[THREESOME TIME no I mean]

How fair you so far? I've not been to Caer Scima, but I've heard tell that the imps are less... ah, friendly than the fairies of Caer Glaem.

The imps are jerks. Ugly jerks.

But I'm fine.

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