2nd Fairytale

[theoniongirl]

Who: Jilly Coppercorn
Broadcast: A little bit of everything
Action: Blue Fish and Iskaulit
When: Mid-afternoon

|Network - Voice Only|

[Sometime mid-afternoon, the network picks up an accidental broadcast as Jilly stirs after a very long week.

It sounds almost like static at first, sheets rustling as she pushes them off, followed by a hoarse question that was probably just meant to be her talking to herself.]

…Just how long did I sleep?


|Network - Raylene - Locked|

[She's feeling pretty shaky after being off her feet so long, but a meal and about five glasses of water have her at least feeling human again. And there's plenty to catch up on, too... her crew. the planet. the sudden rush of new memories confusingly nestled in with her life in Newford. But when she does take a moment for herself again, she knows what she has to do.]

Raylene?

[it's tentative at first, but then slightly firmer as she gathers her determination (if not her confidence)] Can we talk?


|Network/Action - Blue Fish - Open|
[your resident painter and cook is back in action, Blue Fish! She missed you guys. Feel free to run into her in the kitchen for most of the day, though she'll be doing more eating and resting than cooking as she recovers from that ridiculously long nap]

We...have shuttles, right? How does that work? [there's something she needs to do.]


|Action - Iskaulit - Open|

[That night, Jilly makes her way to the Iskaulit for the first time since she'd arrived at the fleet. Between working and all of the options on the past waystation, she hadn't really been driven to find the Fleet's local bars. And it's not a drink she's looking for, now. She has a demon to find...though she'll be happy enough to say hi to any other friendly faces while she looks for Crowley.]

Comments

Iskaulit

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley is at his usual spot behind the bar when she arrives. He offers her a lazy smirk, though there's a touch of guardedness about it. She's her but she's not her. As much as he loves her to pieces, he knows he can't let it show. So a lazy smirk and an even lazier wave is what she gets. ]

'Lo, Doodle Girl. What can I get you?

[theoniongirl]

[As confusing and painful as some of those new memories had been, nothing was as fresh or as raw as the appearance of her sister. It had been Ray's arrival and their confrontation that had made her realize just how terribly she missed having her "family" around her. She could travel stars and magical worlds forever...but being cut off from her nearest and dearest now was a hurt she couldn't easily shrug off.

Most of her "new" memories had faded quickly after waking--a relief, considering many of the events that had happened in those castle walls--but a few faces remained in stark focus.

She'd had several hours to think of how to approach this...to explain what had happened...but that all that planning went out the window when she saw him.

She knows he's not one for hugs or the invasion of personal space, but as much as she usually respects that, this time he doesn't get a choice. Slipping behind the bar, she throws her arms around him in a hug] Hey, Sunglasses Dude.

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley tenses at first, he's not exactly used to people hugging him, it's generally not a thing people do to him. An admonishment is on the tip of his tongue, but dies there when she calls him by that nickname. He hesitates for a moment, before returning the hug. This once.

He's glad his eyes are hidden by the aforementioned sunglasses so he can stand by the fact he is absolutely not tearing up at all. Okay so demons don't really cry, but the emotion in them is certainly there, hidden away. ]

Never thought I'd hear that nickname again.

[theoniongirl]

[Her laugh is muffled as she holds tight for just a few more seconds before releasing him, her own eyes damp. She hadn't had to experience the pain of being forgotten, but with the sudden return of everything she'd lost, she'd also been given a new sense of the time between them. She knew she'd only talked to him a few weeks before, but that had been without knowing who he was. Now she could feel the years. It made no sense to say that she'd missed him...not when she hadn't known to do so...and yet, somehow, it was true all the same.]

I'm glad I get to say it.

[Composing herself, she takes a step back, letting him reclaim his space.]

I like mysteries and magic and all...but we really have the strangest luck.

[onlyanapple]

[He'll fold his arms when he gets his space back, playing this off as some regular conversation. He can't hide the stupid grin crossing his face, though. Not all the bullshitting in the world can hide that. ]

We do that. So, that's what happened while you were sleeping hmm? Got yourself a brain update?

Blue Fish!

[save_the_souls]

[Well that's a person he hasn't seen in awhile. He breaks out into a smile as he steps into the kitchen]

Jilly, you're awake!

Blue Fish!

[theoniongirl]

Allen.

[he gets a warm smile in return]

Finally, it seems.

Blue Fish!

[save_the_souls]

Are you feeling alright?

Blue Fish!

[theoniongirl]

[she tapped her water glass with a finger] Thirsty.

[a quick laugh] And...it's odd to say because sleep is the last thing I want to do right now, but...I'm a bit exhausted. But everything's okay, as far as I can tell. Nothing a few days and a lot of coffee won't fix.

[a small smile] I've been reading through the network, but I should ask...what'd I miss?

Video

[tallasaking]

Quite some time, my dear. Welcome back.

[Is Tyrion's reply, as he frowns at some notes he's been looking at since he went moonside. Still, he is happy to hear from the girl, and tilts his head up to give her a smile.]

Video;

[theoniongirl]

[it takes her a moment, disoriented as she is, to find her network device. The little clock tells her nothing of import, other than that she slept much too late into the day, but the weight in her limbs and the scratchiness of her throat seem too much for just a few extra hours of rest.

Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she manages to switch from voice to video as she responds, her hair a tousled mess...but that's not all that different from usual, anyway.]

Welcome back? That...doesn't bode well.

[not that she sounds all that surprised. Before the Atroma had sent her into lala land, it might have been a bit more unnerving, but she'd woken up with 3 years of memories where magic-induced sleep was the least worrying option. It's more frustrating than anything]

Re: Video;

[tallasaking]

[He arched an eyebrow at her, frowning slightly.]

Well I haven't seen you in a number of weeks - I assumed you were having some sort of ... horrific experiment done on you by the Atroma. I meant it as a tease, but now I am not so sure.

Video;

[theoniongirl]

[...lovely. Albeit, she'd gone quiet over the network after running into Ray. But even sleeping several days would explain how she was feeling right now.

Though other than feeling horrendously thirsty, she didn't feel particularly sick, so it couldn't be too bad. Probably.

Seeing his frown, however, she manages a small smile]

I don't know if torture would be the word for it, unless you count strange dreams and re-found memories in that definition. [albeit, some of those memories had been more than a little unpleasant, but (as with all things), not all of them.] And seeing as all my limbs seem to be intact, I'm going to go with "All's well that ends well."

...that, and a desperate need for coffee.

action

[bryces_pup]

[What's meant to be a quick stop in the kitchen quickly indicates it's meant to be otherwise. Riona's eyes widen marginally when she sees Jilly up and about.]

You're awake!

action

[theoniongirl]

[she can't help but smile when the other woman comes in, and she gives her a small wave as she sets down her coffee mug]

I am. And I might be happy if I never sleep again.

action

[bryces_pup]

I can imagine such.

[Riona walks over to her, giving her a glance over to see if she was okay.]

Do you feel well?

[theoniongirl]

A bit stiff. Though my throat has stopped feeling like a desert took up residence, so I'm calling that a win.

I'm fine, I swear. [she wiggled the fingers on her free hand] All limbs and extremities accounted for and everything!

[voice] so late!

[kyasdaughter]

Do you still need help with the shuttles?

[ SHE'S GLAD THAT SHE'S AWAKE AGAIN, of course, but it's always good to check that her question's been answered, too. ]

[voice] never too late

[theoniongirl]

I do, if you have the time. I was hoping to go over to the Iskaulit.

[voice]

[kyasdaughter]

Of course. It's really simple - probably on purpose, I'd be happy to show you. Do you have time now?

[voice]

[theoniongirl]

[a small laugh] Plenty, since I've managed to nap my way through my duties. I'm surprised Sokka didn't shake me awake out of sheer desperation.

[there's a genuine fondness behind that teasing]

Thank you.

network~

[willak]

[Normally, she wouldn't respond. Maybe she'd just decide to reply with a short and succinct 'go to hell' ...]

What.

[It's clipped and short and she doesn't say anything else. She just waits. Albeit impatiently.]

[theoniongirl]

[she's half amazed that her sister responded at all, so it takes her a moment to focus on what she'd already planned to say.

She knows it won't go well. She's not hoping for that. Honestly, even getting to ask meant that it had already exceeded expectations.

She takes a deep breath, and then continues]

How are you?

[even. civil. distant, even. It's hard to hold back the concern she wants to show, but she has the feeling that would only make things worse. For now, she'll try focusing on polite.

...God help her, this was not going to be easy]

[willak]

[While Jilly would be right about concern getting a bad reaction it was pretty much impossible to get a good one with her right now.

In fact, she might be acting like this for a while if only just to bother Jilly.]

Well my sister is talkin' to me now so: not too good.

...

Is that all y'wanted to say or are we goin' t'have to sit through you trying to make your sad self feel better again.

[It feels good treating Jilly like dirt.]

[theoniongirl]

[she gives a small sigh, but she doesn't argue it. Just does her best to keep her tone level.

She deserved this. If this is the only penance she has to pay...well...it's a small price]

I just wanted to let you know that the Atroma did...something. I've been asleep for the past week, and I just woke up with...new memories. Places like this one that I'd been taken and forgotten.

[It's a mixed warning and apology. She'd been quiet after their confrontation, true...but it might not have been for quite as long if she hadn't suddenly pulled a Sleeping Beauty. Besides...]

There were two places. You--

[a slow breath] You were at one of them.

[those memories were still fuzzy. Anything that hadn't taken place in Paradisa was. But mixed in with the haze was memory of a fight, and a sickening feeling that it hadn't gone terribly well.]