Video - Day 386

[teenyoda]

[Stiles' face shows up on the screen and he's looking maybe just a little worse for wear. There's lines around his eyes and he looks like he hasn't been sleeping well.]

So, the timing on this could be better. I'll be jumping on the wagon to Alfheim tomorrow morning and, um, I need a favor.

[He really should have locked this from his dad, but he hadn't really been on his game when he'd decided to make this.]

Could someone come in and check up on Scott while I'm gone? He went all grey and we can't find his bracelet. I've got him sort of... tied up to his bed, but I need someone to come by and make sure he eats and uh, you know, bathroom stuff.

[Anyone who knew him could see this wasn't an easy thing to ask. Someone was feeling especially guilty at the moment.]

I can't leave him like that, so if no one can do it, I'll just have to, ah, let him go. But with all this going on right now...

I'd just really appreciate a little help. I'll owe someone. Hugely.

[There's a pause, then Stiles looks directly into the screen instead of letting his eyes jump all around it.]

Please.

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[doveprincess]

[She smiles at that.] What is the symbol of the McLinski House?

[Because she thinks he's being serious, until... he mentions the name merging.]

Ohhh, I understand, two different families, but you are all living in the same place.

[teenyoda]

Yeah, just like that. I mean, Scott and I are practically brothers anyway. We grew up together, so... you know.

[He closes the door and there's a chirp from overhead. Then a scaly face pokes its head around the top of the stairs, another higher-pitched sound leaving it before it vaults off the top of the stairs and flies right for Sansa.]

Whoa, hey, no. Bad dragon.

[doveprincess]

[Sansa nods and smiles a bit sadly. Here in Asgard she has Robb, but back home... And she misses her other siblings.

But before she has the chance to speak, she sees the small dragon flying towards her and gives a little undignified squeak.]

[teenyoda]

[Hale's aimed for her shoulder, nose burying in the girl's hair and--

Pulling back with an indignant squawk before jumping over to Stiles' arm that's reaching for him.]

Sorry, sorry. He, uh, I think he thought you were Rachel. Red hair and all.

[He waggled a finger at Hale, then tried not to grin as the dragon followed it with his head before grabbing at it and gnawing lightly at it.]

Uh, yeah. Rachel's my girlfriend and she's the one who drew him to life, so... yeah. Sorry about that. Really, he's not that bad.

[doveprincess]

[The girl blushes a bit and looks shyly at Hale and then at Stiles.]

Oh... I am sorry I reacted badly... He just wanted to play right? [She feels embarrassed, because she remembers how much it annoyed her when people were afraid of Lady.]

Girlfriend? Does that mean she is someone special to you? [The concept of 'girlfriend' is foreign to her, but she doesn't think Stiles means Rachel is like the brothel girls some men in Westeros like to visit.]

[teenyoda]

Play and say hi. He has a thing for hiding in hair. Well, those that have hair, which, you know, I don't.

[Not long hair, anyway.]

Hey, jerk, don't be a jerk. Say hi. Nicely this time.

[Hale looked at him, then back at the not-Rachel redhead. He waved a wing at her. (It had taken him four days and three boxes of treats to get him to do that)]

Ah, yeah. She's my... girlfriend? Um, I don't really know what else to call her? Special friend? Girl I'm ga-ga over?

[doveprincess]

[She giggles a bit.]

He seems playful... Do you think I could touch him?

Ohhh... Are you in love with her?

[teenyoda]

Well, he's still just a baby. Hatchling? I'm not sure what you call dragon young, but yeah, he's pretty playful. Go ahead and pet him if you want. He won't bite.

[Hale had yet to bite anyone and Stiles was pretty sure he wouldn't unless he felt threatened. The redhead in front of him was anything but threatening.]

Oh. Ah... well... I don't know if I'd use the word 'love' [Yet.] But, yeah. I definitely like her. A lot.

[doveprincess]

[Sansa shyly comes closer to the tiny dragon and reaches out for him, hesitating just a bit.]

Oh... I'm sorry for asking... I did not mean to pry... But I am glad you found someone like her.

[teenyoda]

Nah, it's not prying. I just, well, we haven't really gotten there yet. It's new.

[Hale looked at her curiously, confused by hair color that was Rachel's but wasn't on Rachel. He chirped at her, head cocked comically to the side.]

[doveprincess]

[She sighs in relief and smiles.] Finding someone you like must be wonderful...

[Sansa gently strokes the dragon's head, ready to take her hand away if he wants to bite.]

[teenyoda]

Kind of a miracle, actually. I mean, if you knew me.

[He gave her a grin as she pet Hale. Yes, actually, he might tease that he'd bite, but he didn't think Hale actually would. He was to... oddly playful. He had a feeling Rachel had made him a bit of a joker dragon.]

[doveprincess]

You mean a girl like you? But you seem awfully nice, I do not see why girls would not want to be courted by you. [She realizes this sounded really awkward because she just met him, and blushes terribly.

Feeling more sure of herself, she even tickles him a bit. If a dragon can be tickled.]

[teenyoda]

[It was hard not to laugh. He was trying, but god... the old speak made it hard.]

Yeah, well, girls like to be 'courted' by big buff guys in leather with fifty pounds of muscle and no class.

[Hale chirped and grabbed for her hand, little fingers wrapping around hers.]

[doveprincess]

[She has no idea why a girl would want a girl with no class, but she can imagine preferring a knight than a scholar. Or she would have before she learned better.]

There are things more important than looks... I suppose all girls like a handsome man, but in the end it doesn't matter if he treats you badly...

[She giggles a bit and squeezes his hand a bit.]

[teenyoda]

Ouch. I think that hurt. I know I'm not a studmuffin, but ow.

[He was teasing -- mostly, but Hale chittered at her, gave her finger another squeeze, then turned to make dragony noises at Stiles before flying back off to the stairs and jumping up the remainder to go curl up on Stiles' bed.]

[doveprincess]

[She blushes.]

Sorry, I did not mean it that way...

[Meanwhile, she plays with Hale, before he flies off.]

[teenyoda]

[He waved that off, pointing at the stairs.]

Don't worry about it. I know I'm not hulky hunk material. Look, you want me to show you where Scott's room is? You can, uh, meet him. Sort of. I mean, it's him, but it's not really him, if you get what I mean.

[doveprincess]

Yes, that would be great! After all, it is why I came here for.

[teenyoda]

Well, right up here, then.

[He headed for the stairs and jogged up them, moving over to Scott's room and opening the door. There he was, right where he'd left him, sitting on his bed. He didn't like to keep him locked up if he didn't have to, so he just shut the door when he or his dad was in the house. Unless they were sleeping.]

Sansa, this is Scott. Scott, this is Sansa. She'll be, sort of helping to look after you while I'm gone.

[doveprincess]

[Sansa follows shyly, peeking inside the room and seeing Scott sitting on the bed. She wonders if he can hear her.]

H-Hi Scott...

[teenyoda]

He won't bite. Just go on in. Get used to the whole...

[His hands moved to encompass the entirety of Scott just chilling on the bed.]

Grey zombie thing.

[doveprincess]

[She walks inside and gets closer to him.]

I never saw a grey person before... Will he be fine? [Sansa looks at him worriedly, but not with disgust.]

[teenyoda]

No? You don't go out in town much?

Yeah, he'll be good. He just needs, you know, to find his bracelet. Once we get that sucker back on him, he'll be good to go.

[doveprincess]

No... I mean... One of us travelers... [She blushes.]

If I find his bracelet, I'll make sure to put it back on his hand.