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"So, you're okay now, right? Right? You don't want my blood or anything else? The nookie power fixed you up fine? CALL ME! PEOPLE ARE CRAZY HERE!"
Three days wasn't much of a delay under the circumstances. Right?
"Hey - are you okay? I'm me again -- I don't look like me yet, but I'm getting there. I kind of remember seeing you when I wasn't, though, and I'm pretty sure I didn't eat you, but check in to let me know nobody else did, k?"
"Hey - are you okay? I'm me again -- I don't look like me yet, but I'm getting there. I kind of remember seeing you when I wasn't, though, and I'm pretty sure I didn't eat you, but check in to let me know nobody else did, k?"
Okay, that had Kenzi sniffling. DO NOT TELL ANYONE. But Bo was Bo again, and she could use a phone, and she'd called. After Kenzi got a grip, she called back, voice all casual.
"Hey, you're sounding way saner."
"Hey, you're sounding way saner."
That was a sigh of relief, and you could tell anyone you liked.
"I'm feeling way saner. And less hungry. Like maybe I'll eat again when I'm fifty."
"I'm feeling way saner. And less hungry. Like maybe I'll eat again when I'm fifty."
Which also soothed an anxiety Kenzi hadn't known she'd had, but Bo really had come close to chomping her yesterday. "How much do you remember? And are you looking less gross? I guess the science-y and magic-y types fixed the rock, and then the island moved, did you see?"
"I was busy trying to eat a girl with a sword for the first part, and passed out for about sixteen hours for the second, but I got the gist. I kind of remember... more than I'd like, but just enough to be glad I know I didn't kill anybody."
"Yeeeah, me too," Kenzi said fervently. "On the being glad. And not having to kill anybody. Mostly I was kinda useless." And she might have to give some stuff back, if people asked. "And I'm really glad you're okay. That was-- freaksome." Way more than usual!
"This is the part where I say I'm so sorry I tried to kill you." Bo wondered if they made a greeting card line for that. Or a Sorry I Wanted To Eat Your Head bouquet?
Or a I Really Regret Almost Infecting You chocolate assortment? "Oh, hey. No big." Kenzi tried for nonchalant, and mostly made it. "I was stupid, going out there. And I got you in the eyes, do you remember?" That was a lot more cheerful. Yes! Not totally pathetic!
"Yeah, the screaming pain helped make it stick in my mind." Bo snorted, both amused and pleased that anything could amuse her. "That was smart, though."
Kenzi would feel bad about that, but oh wait, almost eaten. So not so much now. "Thanks! I had a lighter. Which, I'm glad I didn't get to use now. Wendy the Werewolf stalker makes this shit look easy, but I guess that's why she's the Stalker." Kenzi made a face. "I was worried you'd run off to Gothic America and the island would leave without you."
"...On behalf of my face, I'm also glad you didn't get to use the lighter." Note to self, it could be so much worse. She could be trying to repress being a mindless killing machine with all of her hair burnt off. "I just ran off to the preserve where the razor-toothed deer and antelope play."
"Those suckers are creepy," Kenzi muttered, then winced. Nice job not reminding Bo. Change the subject! "Wanna go to Disneyland this week?"
Whhhhpshah... went the sound of that segue whizzing past Bo. Someone hadn't actually looked outside yet.
"Go where?"
"Go where?"
"Disneyland! The island moved! The Mouse is across the Causeway, and he wants to buy us drinks!"
Although Kenzi would be heading toward to Caritas tonight or tomorrow if the Mouse didn't come through. Just sayin'.
Although Kenzi would be heading toward to Caritas tonight or tomorrow if the Mouse didn't come through. Just sayin'.
"The island moved to of course it did why am I even asking." Bo shook her head and looked down at the hand holding her phone. "Maybe when I'm not gray anymore?"
"Yes!" Kenzi grinned big and punched the air. "Teacup ride! And some of that EPCOT food. If there's an EPCOT. I don't know which one we landed near." She beamed. "Did you go see a doctor? Or a doctor-doctor-bad-case-of-lovin'-you? Think you'll be better soon?"
If only facepalms could travel by phone. "I didn't go see anyone yet; I just crashed out for most of a day. I seem to be getting better on my own, though."
"Oh good." Kenzi's sigh of relief was heartfelt for Bo's sake. "I am so checking up on you later, though. Maybe bringing soup. I know how to make that." Maybe with a foot in it!
Fear. There was fear. "Just no cream of venison, please."
On the back, in loopy handwriting:
Sugar!
Having fun trying to melt the ice with a Michael Fassbinder lookalike and his sweetie of a wife.
Stay safe!
Wish you were here,
Saskia
"Dude, Portalocity is EVIL. There was a giant rat! Topher and me killed it! Call me! I am never leaving the island again!"
[From here (http://annieadderall.livejournal.com/300.html?thread=68396#t68396)]
"...Wow, you sound different. But you know what, you sound good! Um, I was at work yesterday. I'm sure squirrels will back me up. Just please don't fire me, and please don't call the authorities! I'll do anything, I swear."
"...Wow, you sound different. But you know what, you sound good! Um, I was at work yesterday. I'm sure squirrels will back me up. Just please don't fire me, and please don't call the authorities! I'll do anything, I swear."
[OOC: Boy, did this (http://rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com/765.html?thread=166397#t166397) go to the wrong person.]
"Yes. Um. Love? I am not sure I'm quite the person to talk about marriage with, as I have no experience there at all, but I'm always willing to listen!"
"Yes. Um. Love? I am not sure I'm quite the person to talk about marriage with, as I have no experience there at all, but I'm always willing to listen!"
"Yes, hi, doctor, this is Rebecca Logan. I was hoping I could come in later today for the morning-after pill? I know, again, right? Anyway, call me to confirm. Toodles!"
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