first shot → video → day 103

[sagittae]

[ It's fairly early when Allison poses her question to the network. Not obnoxiously so, just a little earlier than most would expect a teenager to be up of her own accord. She's already been for a run and there's a little evidence to show as much. She's just a little puffed, breathing returning to it's normal rate, and the clothes she's scavenged from the house aren't an ideal fit, but they're still closer to gym gear than the dress she'd arrived in (thanks scientists). Her hair is piled up in a loose bun on the top of her head, cheeks still just a little flushed, and she's only just at the door. She really should go inside and get herself sorted first, but network etiquette 101 is escaping her right now - and besides, the question is important.

There's a friendly smile at least, and for a moment she just eyes the feed a little, unsure of how to start. Finally it comes with a light clear of her throat and a sheepish look at the device on her wrist. ]

So I really hope this thing is working, or I'm going to look like an idiot. [ She laughs, a little awkward, and moves to sit down on the porch. The video jerks in response to the movement, but settles again once she does. ] I just have a quick question, nothing too taxing I promise.

[ She glances away for a second, a little stuck for how to pose the question without sounding like she's up to something, but finally just decides to bite the bullet. Everyone needs to defend themselves, right? That sea monster sure proved that. ]

I'm looking for a bow. Mine got...left behind, I guess, and I'd just- I'd feel a lot more comfortable if I had one. If anyone knows where there might be something like that around town or...God, even if you know how to make one, I'd really appreciate the pointers.

[ She pauses again, all awkward awkward Allison, and she's about to add something else.

Unfortunately at that point, the feed cuts out. Or perhaps fortunately, for the people listening. At that rate, they were going to be there all day. ]

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so smoov dean

[sagittae]

Time skips, sure, but definitely not universes. God, I can handle squids but not science fiction.

[ Allison laughs. Honestly, it's about the only reaction she can muster, because how else exactly is she supposed to deal with 'superhero alien' stuff? It's that little tidbit that gets her more than anything else here, and for a moment her head kind of spins as she processes that bit of information - and promptly chooses to try and avoid overthinking it too much. Now is not the time for a headache after all. ]

Yeah, yeah I have. Wish she wasn't here but...it's really nice to see a familiar face. [ That is the worst casual face she's ever seen, and that brow just arches a little more as she looks at him before adding in a slightly more edgy tone. ] How do you know her?

ofc

[venatical]

[ Laughing's a good way to handle it; hell, he laughed his way through a lot of the shit that happened in his life, until there got to a point where there wasn't much to laugh about anymore. Hell does that. Still, sea monsters can be pretty hilarious, when they're not killing good guys like Wallie. He smiles along with her, sympathizing. He remembers when this stuff was new and weird to him; simpler times.

Uh oh, did he piss her off with the Lydia thing? Be cool, Dean, be cool. Brush it off. ]

Just seen her around. It's a small place. And um. She told me some things about your home. I didn't realize you were one of her friends.