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[ when the feed comes up, it catches what sounds like a laugh already in progress, and the bottom half of a face. as it comes into view, someone seems to be righting the camera, before allison eventually turns her attention away from whatever she'd be grinning to off-screen and looks towards the camera. she opens her mouth to talk, but before she can get the words out another voice comes from off the screen. ]

Dude, have you ever seen Monty Python? Killer bunnies with big nasty fangs [ what you can’t see is stiles attempting to make bunny fangs with his teeth, but you can definitely hear his “arrghhrarrgh” in what is clearly a killer bunny noise. ]

[ allison's eyes follow the voice, laughing again. ] You're kidding me, right? You want to put the Easter bunny in this? [ another shake of her head and then she more pointedly looks back to the screen. ] Sorry, someone is-

--Very prepared and always right. [ he at least sounds a little cheeky. it’s a joke. really. sort of. ] And it’s not the Easter bunny!

Yeah okay. Anyway, for those of you we don't know, I'm Allison. Stiles here- [ eyes motioning off the screen and then they're back. ] and I are trying to put together a book. A beastiary, if you know what those are, of as many creatures - supernatural or not - that could potentially show up here.

And that totally includes the people of Wonderland who go bump in the night, I’m just sayin. What’s kosher for my creature of the night may not be kosher for yours.

[ she continues like she didn't hear him. ] If you don't already know, Wonderland likes to throw events at us from the worlds of people here. Sometimes they're fine, sometimes they're not, and-

-And sometimes they end in blood and gore! We haven’t had one of those in a while, I wonder--

Stiles, you can talk later! Let me finish! [ she laughing, though, so it's pretty obvious that stiles' interruptions aren't really bothering her. ] Sometimes they can be really dangerous, and in order to help everyone protect themselves, we figured collecting the information would help. Just to get it out there for people to know if they want to know, and if they don't, that's fine too.

Help a brother out, basically. [ a beat, and stiles pokes into the screen from an awkward angle, all button nose and spotted cheeks before he grins and jerks his head in allison’s direction. ] Or a sister. [ and then disappears from the feed again. ]

[ allison takes her hand back - having shoved stiles out of the frame in the first place - and resets the camera. ] We’ve done this before, so we have a good list started from a few worlds, but if there’s one thing we’ve learned is that even if the lore is in different worlds, a lot of the time the details aren’t the same. For example, take-

--Aaaany form of the supernatural! At all. Anywhere. Oookay, that’s the end of that, no more of that feed. [ #smooth ] Bye!

What? No, Stiles- [ the device is then forcefully plucked from allison’s hands, muffled sounds of a struggle, and then it shuts off. ]

[ ooc both stiles and allison are open for replies! ]

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I could probably help you add a few hundred pages off the top of my head.

[Angel grimaces, sympathetic -- this project is quite an undertaking, though both participants seem to have a good attitude about it.]

Even more if I had access to all the books we have back home, but I'll do what I can. Last thing I want is for some demon slug to pop up here and suck the moisture out of everyone until they crumble to dust.

[He pauses for a beat.]

That happens sometimes.

Sick. [ said with all of the gusto of a teenage boy, because that does sound awesome. and horrific, but also awesome. ]

Every little thing helps, man. We figured we'd be at this literally forever, so a hundred pages it is. When you count in all the different places that everyone's from, it's gonna take us a lot of monster counting, but hopefully we can at least get a skeleton of something going. Just in case, you know?

You probably wouldn't think so if you were the one it was burrowing in.

[Angel, ever the buzzkill.]

I'll do what I can. You want me to submit it in writing? Might be easier.

[He's only half-kidding -- it would give him something to do, and lately, he's been sorely in need of a distraction.]

[ stiles seems to be mostly undeterred by angel being a sourpuss because come on, he spends 80% of his days with derek hale. your buzzkill is nothing. ]

Writing would be great. I was thinking maybe we could type everything up and get some kind of network file going. I dunno, I'm not super great with the tech [ where is danny when you need him, god ] but that's how they had it at home, on a USB drive. If we can do something like that and distribute it and make copies of it then that way if someone gets...I dunno, compromised, or screws off back home with it still in their pocket, we'll be golden.

You sound like you've seen some shit, man. [ almost curiously ]

What's a USB drive?

[He's not so great with the tech, either, Stiles -- and despite it having been 2004 when he left home, he'd taken great pains to avoid having to use computers or other tech any more than was absolutely necessary. He had an assistant for that, after all.

When it came to keeping up with the times, he did well when it came to pop culture and just about everything else you could think of, but tech?

Well. He still can't figure out how to use his voicemail, and that just says it all, doesn't it?]

It's not a bad idea, though -- multiple copies. As long as it falling into the wrong hands doesn't compromise us somehow. The more copies of something you make available, the more likely it is to get stolen.

[A pause.]

You could put it that way. Before I came here, I'd spent the last year managing the Los Angeles branch of a demonic lawfirm. You stop batting an eye at the strange and unusual after awhile.

Dude. [ stiles rolls his eyes because come on, man, get with the times, god. ] It's a little stick you stick in your computer that holds data.

But, yeah. I've been here for a while so I think I know the right people to distribute it too. We want it to be available but not to someone who would screw with it, liiike, I dunno, the Duchess or something. I don't think anyone would, at least not the people who got dragged here.

[ stiles cracks a grin. ] A demonic...lawfirm. Oh man, dude, the jokes pretty much write themselves.

[He narrows his eyes a little. He can conjure up the mental image, but the idea of doing more with a computer than simple pressing the power button makes him vaguely uncomfortable. That was Fred's department. He could use the net for research, but even then, he generally preferred to let someone else do the typing.]

It's something that people would make use of, at least. The more information we make available for the residents here, the better.

[He pauses again before cracking half a smile himself.]

No kidding. The suits don't usually find them funny, but I do.

Right. I mean, the Standard Tragic Backstory kind of seems to be a thing here--nobody's ever come from a world where things don't suck epic balls, it feels like. [ stiles shrugs his shoulders--it's the honest truth. seriously, could they ever just have a normal event? just one?? ] So if we can get together a compendium of some kind maybe we're all less likely to rack up that unlucky death number five.

You do? [ he pretends to sound scandalized for a second, but stiles breaks into a grin, laughing and joking. clearly The Brood has little effect on him--then again, it's not like its an abnormal thing for him. ] Do they start as demons and become lawyers? Or do they just get the title automatically when they pass the bar?

Does seem to be a common theme.

[Hard to argue that one.]

People will appreciate the effort. If we don't look out for each other, none of us are going to get very far.

[Lofty words, maybe, but Cordelia's had years to drill that kind of mentality into his head.]

Both and neither. Some of them just represent demons. Some are demons who get themselves into the business. Others sell their souls somewhere along the way for a corner office and six figures a year.

Yeah, exactly. [ and to a classic tune ] We're allllll in this togeeeether, or some bullshit like that. Ride or die, literally. Die then ride? I dunno.

[ stiles stop angel is not getting any of your references. ] Wow. That's like...comedic gold. I can't even say anything about it. How did you end up there?

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I don't--

[He cuts himself off, but he has no idea that song is, and the look on his face says that something about that pains him.]

How about just ride and forget the dying part?

[Because been there, done that.]

It's a long story. I will say that getting access to their client list really streamlined eradicating evil. [A beat.] Potentially.

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