theresalwayshope | 006} recalled to life (or 'tis a far, far better thing i do...)

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006} recalled to life (or 'tis a far, far better thing i do...)

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[Allison is still deathtolling in the infirmary, but she has her comm and she's not afraid to use it. It's been about two days: she hurts like hell, she's pale, and even after being resurrected from the dead, there's been a lot going on.

She's got a lot to do, and she faces it all with the brightest smile she can manage as the feed shows her, still in bed, and features still tight with pain she's fighting to hide, radiating from the puncture wound that stole her life...the wound that's no longer there.]

So...was that what you guys call a port? Because that...sucked. And not just because...[She falters over it, because regardless of the ship's metaphysical mechanics, there's something so wrong about saying it, enduring it...returning from it.]

...because I died.

[Drawing a shaky breath, she hides a wince as she goes too deep, tests her recovering body too much.]

I just wanted to let everyone know I'm here, I'm okay...and that anyone from Beacon Hills is on notice. If you know Lydia Martin, Stiles Stilinski, or Scott McCall? Check in with them if you see them. Have they eaten, did they sleep...and if they haven't, make them. As soon as I can walk, I'm getting out of the infirmary, and it's going to be business as usual.

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Seriously, I'm fine, guys. If you don't take care of yourselves, I'm punching everyone. No exceptions.

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Check in, you guys. I just want to make sure you're holding up okay.

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Hi. [Her smile is less bright, wearier and tighter with discomfort, but it's very genuine.] I'm still stuck with this...death toll thing...but I at least wanted to introduce myself. My name is Allison Argent, it looks like I'm going to be your warden temporarily.

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I'm fine. [It comes out almost breathless, rushed in her hurry to reassure her. After everything they talked about during the thing, the last thing she wants is Allison worrying more now.] I ended up in the infirmary, but only because I freaked when I heard what happened to Stiles. I fought my way in to check up on him and see for myself he was still alive, and then after that Jack wouldn't let me leave.

[She slows down a bit, calming more as she tries to think.]

Lydia was looking for you, by the way. Did you two ever meet up? Oh, and actually, that's not what a port is. You leave the ship during the port. This is...I think this is what they call a "breach". When the ship changes.

Sounds serious. Why the focus on that group?

[Iris is sitting up in bed; she's done her face and hair, but no amount of makeup can hide the dark circles under her eyes, the fatigue pulling down her mouth.]

Technically that were an incursion from the other barge. Ports are usually more fun than that.

Well, except when they're terrible and everyone dies, of course. This your first one, Allison lovey?

God damn. [Duke doesn't swear too often, but the news of Allison's death calls for it. Especially since... Duke never views himself as a hero, but he knows he should have been trying to protect her.] Where are you? I'm coming by, what do you need?

Did you...seriously just sic the entire Barge on our asses?

[Oh, she did and he's really not surprised.]

[Hearing Allison say she died makes her stomach turn. Because for a second, Lydia thinks maybe her best friend found out the truth. But then she follows up and Lydia understands that she's talking about her Barge death.

It's not any easier, though. So she chooses to reply with voice and make it quick, so she doesn't have to put that much effort into pretending.]

Someone is going to show up at my doorstep with a plate full of carbs and I'm gonna be really mad at you.

We have two weeks before you're up to punching anyone. [Vaguest attempt at humor!!]

[ What she gets to see is a bored looking white haired man looking at her. Speaking in just as bored of a tone.]

So, I take it this changes often, just days ago it was a strong warrior woman named Kara.

I am told the tolling is quite the irritation, so I hope a quick recovery for you then.

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Is one of them the one that likes Batman?

[ She died? He has a vague memory of a hallway and a baseball bat, and he feels obligated to check in on her. ]

Allison, correct?

There was - certainly a Stiles who was looking for you. At the time.

....what the fuck happened?

[Please excuse him, he is doing his best to not get pissed. Which mostly translates to blandness and a hard expression. You're not allowed to die, Allison, that is one of the things you are NOT SUPPOSED TO DO and the fact that she's breathing again is about the only thing keeping him from actively freaking out.

He's calm okay. He's fine. This isn't a big deal he doesn't have any obligations to her and she doesn't have any to him. He has to take a deep breath because she's not Dawn and projecting is not useful. But he's fine.]

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