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Player Name: Emily. Ems. Whichever. ~~IT'S NOT BIBBLE, SHUT UP KYO.~~
Are you new?: That would be a negatory.
Character Name: Jane Foster (!)
Character Fandom: MCU (!!!)

So, uh...

Third time's the charm? Maybe? God, I have the worst headache.

For anyone wondering, no changes in my timeline or even location. That's all pretty much exaaactly the same. Is anyone really surprised?

[ She clears her throat. ] So. How about a roll call?

[ ... with some sheepishness: ] Tony? Can I have my things back? ... again?

Aaand for those not familiar with my voice: Hi. My name is Jane Foster, and I'm a scientist. Sooome of you might remember me from a certain failed experiment. [ There's a wince in her voice. ] We're ... gonna be a little bit more careful about experimental procedure, this time. You know. Like, a lot more. Assuming anything like that ever happens again, whiiiich... it probably won't? I guess you never know.

Okay, I'm gonna stop now. So, um. Yeah. Hi guys.

... can someone come pick me up?

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Present and accounted for.

[WOW ARE YOU A SIGHT FOR SORE EYES]

Billy! [ She sounds ecstatic. ] Am I glad to hear from you. Are you-- how are-- [ She laughs. ] Maybe this should wait until I get in.

Well, you said you needed a pick-up. I could swing by if you want.

[He's got the fastest ride in town.]

Oh! Well -- if you don't mind, then by all means. [ She can only manage for a moment before laughing again. ]

Not at all. Sit tight, I'll be there in a second.

[Or five, either way, a bit of chanting and a flash of light, and bam, he's there.]

[ She's hanging out in a New Feather dress - which of course she hates, and she's kind of chilly - but she gets up from her vaguely cozy spot on the ground when Billy appears. She is radiant with happiness, and just--

Sorry, buddy. You are getting such a big hug. ]

God. It's so, so-- so good to see you, Billy.

[No apologies necessary, he's happy for it, and he hugs her right back.]

Good to see you too. I mean, sorry that you're stuck here, but- you know.

[ Jane puffs out a long breath through mostly closed lips. Pffffff. She steps back to hold Billy at arms' length, hands on his shoulders, and smiles a crooked and knowing smile at him. ]

"Stuck here" is a pretty relative descriptor. I prefer... extended, mandatory sort-of-but-not-really-a vacation. [ One corner of her mouth quirks, and she lets him go. ]

Please let's get back to the village, I'm freezing! I'd kill for a good pair of boots right about now.

[Look at how cute and adult he looks d'awwww he's even changed his hair ~~okay so it wasn't even that long ago but hush~~]

Haha, okay, sorry! One quick trip to the shopping center, coming up.

[He's assuming that's what she meant, anyway. And unless she stops him, he'll be zapping them right into the clothing shop so she can get something decent and warm to wear.]

[ The hair is pretty cute. Cute enough that she might have to muss it up later like any good big sister ought to do.

Jane heaves a sigh of relief once they're indoors and immediately zips over to the clothing racks. ]

Thank you. God, do they have to stick me in this awful dress every single time? Would it really kill them to send people off with even a pair of flip-flops? Not to mention it's totally ridiculous to even separate the New Feather outfits by gender anyway, I think pretty much everyone would prefer a nice, solid, warm pair of pants--

[ Ramble ramble. She starts pulling things out at random - jeans, tennis shoes, a few tops, a jacket - and builds a small pile in her arms.

Then she stops herself mid-sentence and turns to give Billy a vaguely concerned look. ] ... Billy, how long was I gone?

Um. [He fidgets a bit, feeling suddenly awkward, glancing aside. This part never really gets easier, especially when it hasn't even been that long for the other person.] It's... been about three months. Not that bad, right?

[Could be a lot more weird, that's for sure. Tony was gone for like a week and it'd been a year or so back in his world, or something like that.]

[ Jane breathes in;

and Jane breathes out, nodding slowly. ] Okay. Okay. It could have been worse. [ She nods again, more rapidly. ] Definitely could have... you know.

[ She looks at him with half a smile, rueful. ] Let me go get changed. Then, if you're up to it, maybe we can talk about what I've missed? I'll be back in a minute. [ She heads into the back of the shop to go get gussied up. ]

Trust me, I'm not going anywhere.

[And he means it, too- he wouldn't miss this for the world. He wanders around the shop a bit and sifts through the racks for anything that pings him. Shockingly he's been getting into fashion more lately, or what little of it he can gather so far from Earth, anyway.

Either way he'll be around when she comes out.]

[ She's quick about this sort of thing. At most five minutes go by before she's back out on the floor, bundled up in her usual sort of outfit, only with a poofy vest added to the mix. Never let it be said that Jane Foster has a great sense of fashion. (Quite the opposite.)

When she returns, she watches Billy for a moment, quietly. Just ... watching. It occurs to her all at once how nice it is to be able to see him at all. Gently: ]

You know, you look a little different from ... before.

[ She carefully does not say "the last time I saw you." Because that day was far longer than just three months ago. ]

[He glances over his shoulder at her voice, caught off guard by her quickness. It doesn't last long, though; he smiles faintly, scuffing bashfully at the back of his neck. He has changed a fair bit, and once she says it he remembers that she was blind long before she went home. It really has been a while.]

Good different, or...?

.... cute different. [ She laughs quietly as she comes over, lifting a hand to sort of -- fluff at his hair, a little. ] I like it.

[He quirks a grin, automatically lifting a hand to fix it if it needs it, though it's unlikely. His hair tends to have a mind of its own even when it's gelled.]

Um, thanks. I just figured it was time for a change, you know? I've been thinking about doing something new for a while now.

It suits you. Come on. [ She tilts her head towards the door. ] Why don't we honor tradition and get a bite to eat?

I'm in. I don't think I even have any bad news for you, so it'll be a stress-free lunch. Seventh Heaven?

Again? [ Though he gripes, he can't completely disguise the fondness in his tone. ] I'll consider it. But first - you need to explain to me why you're stuck in the eighties.

[ Honestly Jane, tapes? God. ]

We are not-- [ She laughs with some disbelief. ] No. I refuse. We are not having this conversation. Tony Stark. [ All business. Or she tries. But she can't hide her fondness, either. ] I believe you owe me an escort?

I think I can manage that. [ Honestly, he was halfway to the door already. ] Where am I sending the towncar?

216 Out By The Southern Lake Lane. At least, I think so. I didn't exactly come out here that often. Nnnnhang on.

[ She sets down her journal for a moment, and Tony will be able to hear her walking away. When she returns, her voice is a little funny from her teeth chattering. It's not warm! ]

Judging by the sun's position, the time of day, and what season it feels like, I think I can safely say I'm by the northern shoreline.

God, I'd offer to bring you a cup of coffee, too, but let's face it - I'm not that nice.

[ Never mind the transportation nightmare. SHE BETTER THANK HIM FOR ALL THE WALKING HE'S ABOUT TO DO. ]

Be there in a jiff or two. Actually - better make it three. Car's out of gas.

Oh, I know you're not. [ Very matter-of-factly, eyebrows raised. ] And I know you won't bring me shoes or a jacket, either. That's just not your style.

[ God, her delivery is awful. She can't stop smiling. ]

Anyway, iiiit's not like I'm in a rush. I can try and meet you halfway. The walk might help me stay warm.

Good God. Do you have any idea how many favors you're going to owe me after this?

[ Didn't you miss him, Jane? ]

Do that. Walk. Briskly, even. Better get to the halfway point before I get bored and turn around.

Oh, like, a million. I know. So sorry for putting you out. [ She doesn't sound sorry at all.

Nope. Not even the slightest bit. ]

You are a complete nightmare. I am getting my stuff from you and leaving. That's it! I mean, I'm sure that's all you'll have time for.

[ But after a moment, she does start walking, murmuring "north, north, north..." under her breath as she goes, trying to keep her path straight. ]

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If even that. Maybe I really made good on that promise to melt your stuff down this time. Think about it.

[ Of course, if she thought about it, she would never think he'd melt her stuff down, and he knew that. ]

How was home? Boring? Meet me yet? [ Casual, but he really wants to know. ]

[And just like that, Loki is there, no fanfare. Come on, just appearing out of nowhere and being that imposing is dramatic enough.]

[ Jane does an admirable job of not seeming too startled, though she does almost get up from her spot on the ground before thinking better of it, apparently. She just stares at him, a strange little smile on her face, before she shakes her head slowly. ]

Hi, Loki.

[He just curves one eyebrow up, then gives her a sardonic little bow.]

Lady Foster.

[ After a beat of silence, she laughs incredulously and gets to her feet. ]

We're feeling formal today.

[ Which really just makes her wish she wasn't in this flimsy little New Feather dress, but whatever. She keeps her chin up. ]

So. Come to be my escort, or just bow and make polite conversation?

[He laughs.]

I hadn't quite decided yet. It would really depend upon you.

[He listened to the tape. He wasn't certain how awkward this would be, really.]

[ She knows Tony will have given it to him. Uncertainty over whether or not he'll have listened to it keeps her from doing much of anything for a moment, giving him that look he'd remember so well: that long, searching look he always gets whenever she's trying to figure him out.

Finally, she does one more thing he'll find familiar, though with the tables turned:

She offers him her arm. ]

Alright, then. Shall we?

[He loves it. Loki is contrarian through and through. He likes seeing social convention get twisted. So he grins and takes her arm like he's been practicing all his life.]

Do you want to walk or... [How does Rogue put it?] be zapped?

One pick-up to go, from the Fuzzy Man Express. Where should this pick-up be happening? And keep in mind we have an optional hug package that is free of charge.

Kurt! [ Jane laughs. ] Good to hear from you. I think I'll take that optional hug package, thanks.

I think that can be arranged, Jane. Now, where do you want your fuzzy bus to show up?

North shore of the southern lake. Figured that out a couple minutes ago. God, when did it get so cold?

When you left our hearts.

I'll be there in a few!

[The lake's a bit out of the way, so it takes a series of teleports to get there. But when he does arrive, he's wielding a particularly fluffy winter jacket along with mittens, a scarf, earmuffs and winter boots. He holds the bundle towards her with a smile. Man, he missed her.]

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I wanted a happy billy thread........

I AM HERE TO PROVIDE.

CLINGS TO

SHHH. SHHH. IT'S ALL OKAY NOW. (no it's not.)

NO IT'S NOT

it will never be okay again.

no no it will be okay it will totally be okay ugh don't say that ok ok

JANE WILL HELP HIM MAKE IT OKAY. SOMEHOW.

HE'LL NEED SOME HELP NGL :(

they can have feelings jams on the floor as much as he wants :(

she can drag him off the windowsill sometimes because that'll be a thing

she will drag him off the windowsill a lot of times. and give him soda and crappy movies and hugs.

he will appreciate hugs even if he doesn't deserve them 8D

GOD HE DESERVES EVERY HUG AND SHE WILL TELL HIM SO.

HE WON'T BELIEVE IT OTL

SHE WILL HUG HIM UNTIL HE DOES BELIEVE IT.

BLESS HER I hope she's patient

she'd be patient forever for billy.

aguhguhguhuh

let's pretend it's last week

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I need something that doesn't hurt

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