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004. [video/action]

[ Guess who's back, back again?

If the guess was 'the demon known as Meg', well get yourself a cookie out of the cookie jar. She is back, and having herself a fit of nostalgia. Not the good kind, though. When she arrived the first time it was on the very beach she finds herself on again. Before, though, she was fit to be tied, trying to zap out of Wonderland with no luck whatsoever. Now, though...well, it's a completely different story.

She's managed to prop herself up against a nearby sand dune, looking for all the world like she's just lounging around, enjoying the sunshine. Except she's not enjoying any of this, and she's currently looking pretty beat up and bloody - not to mention blonde. If her legs were cooperating, she would probably be doing some form of her previous anger stomp along the beach, but right now she just can't. It's another cherry on the sundae that has now become her life.

Obviously, this is the best time to announce her return, and when she turns on the video she ignores the blood on her face, figuring she'll just clean it up later. In the end, who cares. Without preamble, she starts in: ]

So, who does a girl have to bribe to get a beer around here? [ Look at that, alcohol is her priority as always. The more things change, and yadda yadda yadda, whatever. She just needs a damn drink. ] I think I've earned myself about two or eighteen. Wouldn't say no to some whiskey, either.

[ Hand delivered, of course. Like hell she's going to belly crawl up to the mansion, give her a little credit here. The plan is basically wait until she's healed up enough to walk, then stumble up to the room she's learning to call home and pass out for a month or two. She's tired.

There's a pause, and she looks like she's going to say more. It's like an itch, the need to call Crowley out and challenge him, but she holds back on that. There's no telling if he's still there anymore, and besides - the longer she can go without seeing his face, the better. So, she'll just cut off the video, without so much as a toodles or a good bye. ]

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[He was just going out for a walk, but it's kinda hard to ignore beat-up people lying on the beach. Maybe he can help?? Or he can at least make sure she's not dying or anything.

Els strolls over, looking down at her with an expression of vague concern.] Hey, are you okay?

[ She looks up at him with an expression of vague annoyance. ]

Yeah, peachy keen. Think I'll get up and start doing the Charleston soon.

[ She doesn't recognize this one, but he's already trying to be helpful so he's obviously one of those types. ]

Wouldn't happen to have some alcohol on you, would you?

[ Guess who isn't picky right about now? Not that she thinks he actually has any, but it never hurts to ask. ]

[He makes a bit of a face at her, hands on his hips.] No, but I know some first aid if you're hurt. [Definitely not a doctor, but you pick up on things fast when you live alone in the woods fighting bears in your spare time.]

What happened? Did something attack you out here?

Don't have much use for first aid, but thanks for the offer.

[ Meg doesn't sound very thankful, though. She would make a bit of a face right back if it wasn't so messed up. As it is, she just cocks her head to the side. ]

Nah, just ran into some trouble on my field trip home. Same old story, different hair color.

If you say so... [He kinda... looks her over a bit, wow you sure don't look fine. But he's not the type to force help on anyone, so he doesn't push it any more than that. Doesn't mean he's gonna leave her alone, though.]

... Wait, you went home? Do you know how you did it? [he vaguely remembers someone mentioning that people randomly went home, but no one ever gave any details about it. MAYBE THIS LADY HAD THE ANSWERS??]

Clicked my red heels three times and said 'There's No Place Like Home'.

[ That would be some sarcasm, and she's expecting it to fly over his head. It usually does these days, nobody has any appreciate for it anymore. ]

It happen sometimes, people get sent home and come back a year later and sans a few quarts of blood.

I'm pretty sure that's not how it works. [re: the heels, haha sarcasm detected shows what you know!!!] So you don't remember how it happened at all? Damn, I guess that'd make it too easy, huh.

Are you sure you'll be okay? You don't need anything? Besides alcohol.

Yeah, I don't remember jack.

[ Full of lies, but she's not up for story time with this guy. What can she say, her mood is a little sour. ]

I'll be right as rain in a few hours. Not everyone's an angel who can do that instant healing crap they do.

In a few hours? That's still pretty fast for injuries like those. Do you have healing magic or something?

[At this point, he decides to sit down across from her, because yep he has nothing better to do than make sure this girl isn't dying or whatever. Hope you like nosy people with lots of questions!!]

I'm chock full of healing magic. [ Meg gives him a bland look as he sits down. She was halfway hoping he'd wander off, but naturally he's a helpful type. Good for her. ] You like taking time to watch a girl bleed?

[ She's not really expecting an answer, but she's half convinced he'll take her literally anyway. She seems to draw those types. ]

It doesn't feel like you are. [He makes a face. Sadly, his El/magic-detecting bs abilities aren't so great, so this is as far as his expertise goes. You don't feel like you have healing magic, I guess, maybe??? But this only makes him curious, so hmmm.]

Well, I don't wanna just leave you here alone. I'm not busy right now, anyway. [because that's the only reason he'd not want to sit here and bug her relentlessly]

[ There's an eyebrow raise at that. ] You got your magic sensors turned on or something? Maybe it's just not your kind of magic.

[ Or any kind at all, really. Just seems easier to use as an explanation for why she can heal, rather than getting involved in a demon talk. ]

Oh good, nothing I love more than company while I'm spilling my guts out on the sand. [ She doesn't sound like she's pleased with it, but let's be real, she doesn't sound too pleased about much right now. ] Don't happen to have a bandage, do you? Even a napkin. [ And she'll smirk a little at that. Yeah, a napkin will help her out. ]

I guess not. Lots of people have weird magic here. [you people and your weird non-El-related powers

He crosses his legs, looking her over again.] Well, you already said you could heal it, but if you need to bandage it, too, I can go get some. Just promise you won't disappear and hide somewhere or I'll be really mad.

You see right through me, Red. [ Truth be told, if she could get up and walk away she would have already done it. Now she's stuck here. With Chatty Cathy from another dimension. ] Hold off on the medical supplies. It was a joke.

[If she's joking about it, it must really not be as serious as it looks. Els eases off, grinning a little.] Your call! But man, your healing stuff must be really good. Even my elf friend's spirits couldn't fix something like that without take forever. How does it work, do you just heal faster like normal?

And it's not Red, it's Elsword.

Elf friends? [ She gives him a considering look. Did this guy pop out of Lord of the Rings or something? Nah, she thinks she'd remember a chatty ginger. ] Just one of my natural abilities, Red.

[ She will disregard his name correction, because please. Elsword? That's not a name. ]

Elf friend—just one. She's not here, though. [and he's still a little bummed about that, but alas]

No, no, it's Elsword. E-L-S-W-O-R-D. Just Els is fine too.

[ Too bad there isn't an abundance of elves for him to make friends with. Then he'd probably be too busy to keep her company, and what a sad day that would be. ]

Yeah, I heard you the first time, Red. [ Her eyebrows raise in challenge. Now she's sure as hell ain't switching. She reaches down to try to rub some of the feeling back into her calves while she speaks. ] Been here long? Haven't see hair like that around here.

[... It's at this point that Els finally realizes one crucial detail: that this girl is totally trying to antagonize him here, probably for bugging her. This is where any reasonable person would acknowledge that they're unwelcome and finally go the fuck away.

Sadly, Els is not a reasonable person. He makes a face at her, leaning in with a determined stare. You will never be rid of him now.]

A couple months. How long have you been here?

[ Meg gives his determined stared a bland look. If she really wanted to get rid of him, she's pretty sure it would be easy - just say the most offensive or uncomfortable thing she can think of.

He's alleviating the boredom, though, so she'll be nice....ish. ]

Since the dawn of time. [ She says it completely deadpan as she reaches down to tug on a boot, checking to see if the feeling in her feet has come back yet. ] Or feels like it, anyway. One day is too long in this hole.

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004. [video/action]

ACTION because they've never met in person until now anyway

and what a happy meeting it will be!

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STUPIDLY LATE gomen

it's totally fine <333

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