Reunion and Time Traveling Finale

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone!
What: The time-traveling group returns to find an invasion of newcomers.
When: November 20th and Onward
Where: Luceti enclosure
Summary: Who let all these New Feathers in here!? ...Wait, that guy's familiar...
Rating: May vary, as usual high ratings should be taken elsewhere

The adventure to the past is over; the villagers have all been sent home to their own time. But things are different. The changes of the past have echoed into the future. And the world has responded in the strangest way. Why are so many people here all of a sudden? And why are their memories such a mess?

Who really knows?

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[strangelyliteral]

Oh. It's you.

[Because clearly, this is not a person that was being looked for, but yet here she was anyway, sipping at some liquor because -- well, that's what a sane person does after finding themselves in this world again, really.]

[gleamed]

It's...Anya, right? [ names have been coming to her slower than faces, but she's still reasonably confident that she's putting the right names with faces. the details of their relationship are muddled to her, but she doesn't think they were great friends last time around.

well! she can change that. rapunzel sits down next to her, ordering an apple cider. ]

It's nice to see you again.

[strangelyliteral]

Think so?

[It's always surprising to hear. Even moreso that the girl is sticking around -- she's not quite sure what to think about that.]

Your hair is long again.

[It's an odd thing to note, but it was a little jarring.]

[gleamed]

Oh - yes, it is. [ it's strange to think about it having been short, and brown. ] I guess it sort of...reset when they sent me back! Funny, isn't it?

[strangelyliteral]

It happened to me too.

[Shorter, and blonde again. Of course she changed her hair often enough for it to likely not seem that significant to others.

But it was the way she had looked before -- she cuts off her train of thought with a shrug.]

Our bodies reset but our minds didn't. It's trippy.

[gleamed]

...You tripped? [ did rapunzel trip when she arrived? she doesn't recall. ] Or do you mean back home...? You tripped back into Luceti?

[ maybe that was it! ]

[strangelyliteral]

[It's that dreaded moment when Buffyspeak invades her language and someone else is the one taking her literally.]

No, no, it's trippy, as in ... as in ... [Good god, how does she explain that.] A strange, hallucinogenic experience.

[gleamed]

[ ...

should she pretend like she knows what that means... ]

Oh. Oh...kay. That makes perfect sense now. Mh-hmm.

[strangelyliteral]

[An almost considering pause, and a slight admission:]

I don't really understand it, either. It's weird; let's leave it at that.

[gleamed]

Alright! Fair enough.

[ a beat. ]

How...how have you been?

[strangelyliteral]

[For a moment Anya just... looks at her, not really sure how to put words to that answer, after everything she had just gone through and back.]

What, you mean here?

[gleamed]

Ah, well...anywhere, I suppose.

[strangelyliteral]

Somewhere between dead and not really alive.

[She hasn't exactly sorted it out herself. Caught up in the fight again had really messed with her head, but ever since she had learned the truth in Luceti about the future she hadn't felt optimistic about her continued existence in it.]

[gleamed]

[ oh. oh dear. that's not the sort of thing rapunzel wants to hear! ]

Do you want to talk about it?

[strangelyliteral]

[She actually wasn't sure. Talking about it at all hadn't really helped before, but not talking hadn't helped either.

Rock and a hard place. Dying and not being dead. And the question of it all, what did it really matter in the end, or here? Blah.

She takes another sip of her drink.]

I don't know. Think you can handle it, girly?