[ save your ass and i'm eighteen don't really go hand in hand where dean comes from, even if he'd been snapping the same thing at sam when he'd turned eighteen. this place though-- no one so young should have to deal with the hard crap, even if he's sure no one actually gets a say in it in the end.
but he can always try to prevent more unnecessary trouble involving kids. ]
Now I know. [ and i damn well ain't believing it goes unsaid, but whatever. an argument for another time, he's sure. ]
Sure, something like that. I'd like a refund on my trip but for some reason I can't get ahold of the freaks who thought this whole setup was a good idea.
[ even the red queen at the ball had been useless. ]
[ do we need to talk about how old you were when you started hunting? or what you were doing when you were eighteen? because allison is pretty sure she has a great idea.
but she's done her part. she's said what she needs to say. and rather than responding she just makes a mental note, somewhere in the back of her mind, to be sure and show him. just like last time, only...she shudders, shakes her head, keeps going. ]
Pretty sure they don't do refunds around here. Besides, did you really think people who talk in riddles and bring people back from the dead would listen to anyone? [ or that 'getting ahold of' those 'freaks' wouldn't have been something they already tried? gosh, dean, keep up. ] People go back, so it's possible, but no one's been able to pin down how or why. Or even a who behind it all. The Red Queen and the White Queen and everyone in between will point fingers, and if you want to believe what they say...
I say we line 'em up and take 'em out back, but the suggestion box 'round here seems to be full, too.
[ but okay, jokes aside-- ] I know, not to believe squat they say, alright, trust me, learned in the past couple of weeks. That doesn't mean I'm just gonna stop tryin' to figure this mess out, even if that means takin' a closer look at the tidbits you all seem so eager to call used up.
[ in other words, he wants to see the entirety of the situation for himself, and not trust anyone else's word on it. stubborn, maybe, but it's how he'll roll, thanks. ]
And then they come back even more pissed off than they were before.
[ remember that whole death isn't permanent thing? someone must have explained that already. or at least she hopes someone has or that will be a confusing statement she just made.
but she does listen to him, and she can't help but be curious. is he going to have new ideas compared to everyone else? ] What tidbits are you talking about?
[ dean's not digging the thing about death here, it makes everything all the more complicated, and that's something he just doesn't do. ]
Maybe, but it'll have been great puttin' 'em in the ground once, at least.
[ small pleasures.
as for the tidbits he mentions, dean considers telling her it's none of her business, but then, they're all supposed to help each other out, and stuff. ]
Oh, this and that. What I mean is, people here are too comfortable, to used to just bein' told how things are and not looking into shit themselves. I can't have that.
[ he'll dig it when he starts experiencing it. allison's a big fan since she's on her third round here... ]
For that day or so, maybe. [ but there's a lightheartedness in her tone, seeing as she definitely understands that. ] But then you've got their vengeance to deal with, and when they might end up controlling the magic of the place? Make sure it's worth it, I guess.
[ and stuff. wow dean thanks so much she's so touched. ]
Okay. [ because really, there's nothing she can say to change his mind. she does the same thing when she needs to see, to understand. no matter what anyone would tell her, she had to do it.
doesn't matter that all those bits he wants to check out have already been checked, most likely. doesn't matter that there's probably a reason they're left alone at this point. all she can do is think about the core and their futures and she tenses up. ] Just don't- don't be an idiot, okay? The death thing has a limit. Don't waste them.
[ it's a day he'd take, even if he knows what she's saying is true enough. he doesn't bother admitting as much though, is only running a hand over his face and into his hair before sighing some.
however, her warning about dying has him paying attention again soon enough. ]
A death limit. [ death not being permanent? old news. but a limit? that's... not something that's been mentioned to him, and has him raising a brow in question even if she can't see it. ]
What, like some nerdy-ass Mario game? Game over once you run outta lives?
[ she owes stiles and isaac a thanks for that, since she is much more versed in the ways of video game lives thanks to the two of them. ]
The first time you die it takes a day for you to come back. Second time, two days. There aren't any other side effects until the fifth time, and when you come back then... [ it's weird explaining this all to him, after what happened around christmas. how he came back after christmas.
but allison can adapt. she can't blame this dean for what he can't control, can she? ]
It hasn't happened yet, from what I know. But we had an...event. We have those a lot, but during Christmas there was a weird one- anyway. It doesn't really matter, but we found out that way. That when you die five times you lose something about yourself. Your mind, your conscious, your sense of empathy or sympathy or loyalty. It's weird, but it's like Wonderland has to keep something about you that you can't get back.
No one knows why, or how, or if what it picks has any special meaning, but it's...scary. To see. [ she trails off a little there, thinking about stiles. about how he shook just looking at her. ] And there are some places where you won't come back at all.
[ she speaks, and dean's only left to rub a hand over his face, the absurdity of it all piling on him slowly... ]
How can someone kick it five times around here? I mean, what do you people like live without any care? [ says the guy whose death toll is over one hundred. ]
S'just another leash designed by this place. [ but he won't prod for more. this time.
except... ]
Those places, where you don't come back-- do you know... do you know if you're still around back home? Even after kicking it like that.
[ just wait, dean. time will fly and suddenly you'll realize just how much of this you simply accept. ]
A lot of us have been here a while. I've been here...almost ten months, and have died twice. It's possible, especially when the events gets dangerous.
[ there's a tight smile on her end that he can't see when he mentions the leash. that's definitely one way of putting it, personal opinions aside. ]
I don't. [ as honest an answer as she can give. ] I hope so, considering... [ it happens to me is what she means to say, but can't really bring herself to verbalize. ] But I still don't really know how this place deals with back home. All I know is that while you're here, time doesn't move back home, not until you go back. But since no one here has died in one of those places, or died five times, no one's been able to figure out how it affects you back home.
No one's counting on it, Dean. But when you're best friend is going to die and you have a way to stop it, it's a nice thing to have.
[ not worth mentioning the time she had absolutely no say in it, and just ended up in an incinerator right as isaac opened the door/flipped the switch. not when he's being like this. ]
Oh, if you're already annoyed, you're going to have a rough time here.
Right. [ and only right because dean has to agree, that yeah, it probably is nice when your friend is dying. but he's not about to say that, more than pissed with wonderland and its residents still. ]
Good to know. Guess no one will be surprised if I don't play best buds with everyone around here.
No one is friends with everyone, unless you're Torhu or Mary Margaret or someone. You pick and choose your allies, just like anywhere else, but there are a bunch of good people here that you should give a chance.
The whole point of this call was saying that last time, we trusted each other. I'm not expecting you to trust me now, but I am here if you need anything. That was it.
[ dean wants to argue, could probably spend hours at it if he really wanted to. lucky for both of them, he doesn't. there's only a resigned sigh before he mutters a; ]
Well... message received. [ or something. whateverrrr, you punk-ass kid.
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but he can always try to prevent more unnecessary trouble involving kids. ]
Now I know. [ and i damn well ain't believing it goes unsaid, but whatever. an argument for another time, he's sure. ]
Sure, something like that. I'd like a refund on my trip but for some reason I can't get ahold of the freaks who thought this whole setup was a good idea.
[ even the red queen at the ball had been useless. ]
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but she's done her part. she's said what she needs to say. and rather than responding she just makes a mental note, somewhere in the back of her mind, to be sure and show him. just like last time, only...she shudders, shakes her head, keeps going. ]
Pretty sure they don't do refunds around here. Besides, did you really think people who talk in riddles and bring people back from the dead would listen to anyone? [ or that 'getting ahold of' those 'freaks' wouldn't have been something they already tried? gosh, dean, keep up. ] People go back, so it's possible, but no one's been able to pin down how or why. Or even a who behind it all. The Red Queen and the White Queen and everyone in between will point fingers, and if you want to believe what they say...
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I say we line 'em up and take 'em out back, but the suggestion box 'round here seems to be full, too.
[ but okay, jokes aside-- ] I know, not to believe squat they say, alright, trust me, learned in the past couple of weeks. That doesn't mean I'm just gonna stop tryin' to figure this mess out, even if that means takin' a closer look at the tidbits you all seem so eager to call used up.
[ in other words, he wants to see the entirety of the situation for himself, and not trust anyone else's word on it. stubborn, maybe, but it's how he'll roll, thanks. ]
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And then they come back even more pissed off than they were before.
[ remember that whole death isn't permanent thing? someone must have explained that already. or at least she hopes someone has or that will be a confusing statement she just made.
but she does listen to him, and she can't help but be curious. is he going to have new ideas compared to everyone else? ] What tidbits are you talking about?
[ not judging, just curious. ]
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Maybe, but it'll have been great puttin' 'em in the ground once, at least.
[ small pleasures.
as for the tidbits he mentions, dean considers telling her it's none of her business, but then, they're all supposed to help each other out, and stuff. ]
Oh, this and that. What I mean is, people here are too comfortable, to used to just bein' told how things are and not looking into shit themselves. I can't have that.
[ he can't afford to just sit around. ]
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For that day or so, maybe. [ but there's a lightheartedness in her tone, seeing as she definitely understands that. ] But then you've got their vengeance to deal with, and when they might end up controlling the magic of the place? Make sure it's worth it, I guess.
[ and stuff. wow dean thanks so much she's so touched. ]
Okay. [ because really, there's nothing she can say to change his mind. she does the same thing when she needs to see, to understand. no matter what anyone would tell her, she had to do it.
doesn't matter that all those bits he wants to check out have already been checked, most likely. doesn't matter that there's probably a reason they're left alone at this point. all she can do is think about the core and their futures and she tenses up. ] Just don't- don't be an idiot, okay? The death thing has a limit. Don't waste them.
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however, her warning about dying has him paying attention again soon enough. ]
A death limit. [ death not being permanent? old news. but a limit? that's... not something that's been mentioned to him, and has him raising a brow in question even if she can't see it. ]
What, like some nerdy-ass Mario game? Game over once you run outta lives?
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[ she owes stiles and isaac a thanks for that, since she is much more versed in the ways of video game lives thanks to the two of them. ]
The first time you die it takes a day for you to come back. Second time, two days. There aren't any other side effects until the fifth time, and when you come back then... [ it's weird explaining this all to him, after what happened around christmas. how he came back after christmas.
but allison can adapt. she can't blame this dean for what he can't control, can she? ]
It hasn't happened yet, from what I know. But we had an...event. We have those a lot, but during Christmas there was a weird one- anyway. It doesn't really matter, but we found out that way. That when you die five times you lose something about yourself. Your mind, your conscious, your sense of empathy or sympathy or loyalty. It's weird, but it's like Wonderland has to keep something about you that you can't get back.
No one knows why, or how, or if what it picks has any special meaning, but it's...scary. To see. [ she trails off a little there, thinking about stiles. about how he shook just looking at her. ] And there are some places where you won't come back at all.
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How can someone kick it five times around here? I mean, what do you people like live without any care? [ says the guy whose death toll is over one hundred. ]
S'just another leash designed by this place. [ but he won't prod for more. this time.
except... ]
Those places, where you don't come back-- do you know... do you know if you're still around back home? Even after kicking it like that.
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A lot of us have been here a while. I've been here...almost ten months, and have died twice. It's possible, especially when the events gets dangerous.
[ there's a tight smile on her end that he can't see when he mentions the leash. that's definitely one way of putting it, personal opinions aside. ]
I don't. [ as honest an answer as she can give. ] I hope so, considering... [ it happens to me is what she means to say, but can't really bring herself to verbalize. ] But I still don't really know how this place deals with back home. All I know is that while you're here, time doesn't move back home, not until you go back. But since no one here has died in one of those places, or died five times, no one's been able to figure out how it affects you back home.
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That, or maybe you all just need to watch your asses a little better and not count on the whole death thing. [ because it's so convenient. ]
Another mystery, then. This place is just burstin' with 'em.
[ sigh-o. ]
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[ not worth mentioning the time she had absolutely no say in it, and just ended up in an incinerator right as isaac opened the door/flipped the switch. not when he's being like this. ]
Oh, if you're already annoyed, you're going to have a rough time here.
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Good to know. Guess no one will be surprised if I don't play best buds with everyone around here.
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No one is friends with everyone, unless you're Torhu or Mary Margaret or someone. You pick and choose your allies, just like anywhere else, but there are a bunch of good people here that you should give a chance.
The whole point of this call was saying that last time, we trusted each other. I'm not expecting you to trust me now, but I am here if you need anything. That was it.
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Well... message received. [ or something. whateverrrr, you punk-ass kid.
disconnect! ]