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[ cora wakes up in the maze. her communicator sits a few feet away from her. she spends an hour or two trying to navigate her way out of it, stubborn enough to refuse clicking on said communicator and asking for help. but she seems to only be walking in circles. dead end after dead end — and didn't she just see that hedge ten minutes ago? — and while she's not one to give up and toss in the towel, she's feeling like there's no end in sight if she keeps this up. ]

[ she turns her communicator on and after some fiddling, flicks it to video. she shows the area she's in, which pretty much looks the same as it did a few seconds ago. hedge, hedge, and more hedge. ] Anyone got a guide for getting out of this maze on hand? I'm stuck.

[ the camera passes over her (her eyes are narrowed, her hair is a little messy, but there's no open wounds on her forehead, that's the important thing) as she continues to show her surroundings. it's a pointless thing to do, but, alas, it's the only thing she can think to do. cora sighs. she's alone and she doesn't like it one bit. ]

Not really sure about the shortcuts at the moment. [ lifting her shoulders, she admits a quiet defeat, and begins to walk to the left. it's only a few beats before she stumbles ] — Crap — [ and her head's slightly pounding from how hot she feels and from each step she takes resonating in her skull, before she cuts it off, perhaps waiting for a reply back. ]

[ but she'll continue to walk around, for that is what hales do: be stupid. ]

( OOC: grabbing cora's reserved for the teen wolf idiots, but come engage in some deadpan conversation with her / give her directions. )

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[ cora rolls her eyes. ]

[ but she's rather grateful for stiles. his humour has always been quite the puppetmaster, pulling the strings of her mouth right up. she's trying to fight it right now. ]

[ her eyebrows rise. stiles has spoken to alice of wonderland? it's becoming difficult for her to comprehend that this is wonderland of the books, but a lot of places take the names of well-known fictional worlds as a way to celebrate their impact on culture. maybe this place is different … ]

You've spoken to a fictional character?

[ Cora is probably the only person in the world who could beat Stiles in an eye rolling contest; the werewolf casts so much shade she should be an umbrella. The familiarity of it--the health behind it, especially--is comforting, and the scenery changes as he heads outside and steps into the maze. ]

Not so fictional, apparently. I told you, you're gonna think I lost it. [ Stiles is so focused on his answer that he's really not paying attention to where he's going, which is...a really awful idea when you're walking through a maze. But it's Cora! ] The Cheshire cat, the "off with your head" crazy bitch queen, everything. As far as we can tell this is straight up the actual Wonderland.

So, what are you still doing with your head? [ you know, since stiles did call her the crazy bitch queen and cora doubts the queen of hearts will stand for that. if you tell stiles not to bait a raging alpha werewolf, he'll bait the raging alpha werewolf to protect his friends. facing off with a fictional evil queen is no different. ]

[ but as much as she'd just love to ask him that question and that question only, cora must double it up and ask two. she's watching where he goes, recognising the scenery, but his footsteps are clumsy, and he's too busy running his mouth than using his legs. ]

Do you even know where you're going?

You make it sound like I piss off every authority figure I've ever met! [ ... ] --Yeah, no, haven't really met her face to face yet. Just saw her across a chess field but she's definitely there. She totally is a crazy bitch queen though.

[ He pauses midway through his rant about the queen and looks from left to right. Does he know where he is? He's in the maze, and Stiles is about to respond confidently, but he looks left. Looks right.

Pauses.

Fuck. ] I--am going to use my right to remain silent on that one. [ He totally knows okay shush. ] You're the one with the supernatural pretense of finding people, man, I'm pungent, you should be able to find me in a heartbeat.

[ cora's about to roll her eyes, but she refrains. she's not following anything stiles is saying. but what she does hear is his challenge. ] Fine.

[ and she does what derek had specifically told her not to do — she moves. she keeps her communicator on as she walks, trying to get a sense of him. it'd be great if stiles kept rambling on; while she can't quite pick up on his scent — everything smells horrible around here — she can hear him in a heartbeat. he's stiles. he talks — loud. he's hard to miss, even in the loudest of rooms. ] Something definitely stinks around here. [ have a joke? and a small uplift of her lip, too, to indicate as much. ]

[ That makes Stiles laugh, and he returns her smile in the communicator, shrugging a little helplessly. ] It's the mushrooms, I'm telling you. Or maybe the mercury. I dunno, depends on your mileage and your Alice in Wonderland's movie rating.

[ Clearing his throat a little, Stiles tries to keep talking. He knows that'll help--her sense of smell is probably not as awesome as her sense of hearing, from what he knows of Scott, so Stiles does what Stiles does best--he rambles. ] There's all kinds of people here. Derek's around, and me and Scott, Lydia, Allison... it's like they just picked up most of Beacon Hills and dropped it down the rabbit hole.

[ cora continues walking, trying to hear some sort of weird feedback as she navigates her way around a corner. stiles rambling is a comfort; her conversation with allison had left her feeling a little uneasy. weren't argents meant to be the enemy? they were hunters. she'd grown up with the idea that hunters were bad news. but allison seemed anything but. so, stiles rambling turns out to be a source of comfort. a comfort she won't ever tell him was ever one to begin with. ] Lets hope they didn't pick up Deucalion and his pack, too.

[ she turns another corner and — it's not a smile. cora turns her communicator around so stiles sees his back in the video. ]

Or Ms. Blake. [ Because that would be the actual worst in the history of ever. As much as Stiles would like to bean her in the head with one of her own stupid Heart of Darkness books, he'd rather her not end up in Wonderland. This place is screwed up enough.

Suddenly, he can see his own sweatshirt-ed back, and Stiles breaks into a grin, whirling around to see Cora. Just the sight of her, completely healthy, is a total relief, makes something settle in his chest, and Stiles jogs over to meet her, making a wide hand gesture. ] So a werewolf and a sidekick walk into a maze....

[ cora doesn't turn off her phone, not with derek on the line. she moves to approach stiles. she winces, only slightly, but she can't help but be relieved to see that it's stiles in the flesh, that it's not a trick of some technology, and that he's just as amusing as ever. ] Does it have to have a punchline?

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