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[ stephanie brown ]

[ Just as expected, she dwells on this for some time. They haven't spoken in months and had things not ended up this way, she would have kept ceased communications. There isn't much anger she holds toward the other woman anymore, but there is a severe lack of trust. For Kate, if she could not trust someone or they didn't fit her standards as reliable, she dropped them, no matter how guilty or guiltless she felt about it.

But to not say anything would be cruel and nobody deserves that. While she doesn't consider her a friend anymore, she's still an ally. ]

Come to the clinic.

[ kidnapped filter ]

[ Kate abhors using those words for this filter. Time to check in on everyone, though. ]

How are you all doing?

[ If you're in the clinic, holla. ]

[ And it should not come as too much of a surprise, but Kate leaves out a filter to her own friends. At least for now. She's tired and has to deal with Stephanie soon, so she wants to be completely prepared for whatever is to come. She doesn't mean to make anyone worry.

With some effort, she manages to sit up on her bed. She's currently in the clinic, much to her chagrin. Never has she liked being stuck on bed rest and being made to feel so helpless, frustrated and tired. It makes her feel like a victim, something she's always hated since the time she was a child. Even knowing the clinic staff were just doing their job, it makes her feel petty.

Now? She feels restless. She pours through the journal for details on what's happened in the castle during the days she was stuck elsewhere, yet there's nothing that really explains what exactly happened. As usual, there's no reason. There's never a reason.

She shouldn't waste any energy feeling so angry about this. ]

[ ooc; open in the clinic to whoever! ]

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[ Again, not answering his other question. Not until she gets some answers herself. ]

Hang on. You don't remember being here?

Nope. You're not the first one to ask that. Shit, I couldn't believe it when people told me I was here before. They knew about Lian, and guns, and arrows...

So, how'd you get banged up?

And you wouldn't be the first to not have any memory of being here. [ But when did he get sent back and why didn't Reno Browne say anything? Or is he lying?

Her head is swimming with all sorts of questions. ]

About thirty of us were taken into another dimension. We're not sure where we were. Before we could get out of there, something attacked us.

That's what they're saying. [He frowns.] Shit. If it put you the way you look right now, then damn. That must have been a pretty battle.

[ Not a word she'd use to describe it. ]

Nothing like that.

So what happened?

We're trying to figure it out ourselves.

[ She runs a hand through her hair and sighs. ]

Wherever we were, some kind of black cloud started tailing us. It attacked and we had to get the people on this side to draw us weapons and transportation. For the most part it helped... but we still had casualties.

Sounds like some kind of "Take On Me" bullshit. A black cloud, huh. Not like a storm cloud, right? How did it attack, lightning and stuff?

No, it was more like ink. [ Now the song reference makes her think. ] Solid and sharp, though. [ Hence stitches and other small cuts around her arms and face. ]

It was intelligent enough to try and stop the vehicles we were using.

[ Another sigh. ]

It got Tim before we could get out entirely.

[He sighs, shaking his head.] This is all messed up. I mean, some kind of castle that takes people from their worlds, and then another world inside it, and...

Good thing Dick isn't here, he'd kill me for not being able to do anything.

You can't blame yourself.

I don't blame anyone for this. I just gotta make sure he's okay. You know, give him a proper burial and everything.

[ Shaking her head. ]

I don't think that would be wise.

Why not?

He's going to come back. What if he returns while he's buried in a coffin? [ That's just more trauma right there. ]

One: That's why people need some kind of mausoleum or something. Not that I think that's better, but it might make sense, here. And second: How does everyone know he's coming back?

Because the dead don't stay dead here. It's incredibly rare that it happens.

And I can't imagine what sort of extra trauma they'd go through knowing we held a funeral for them.

People disappear from this place all the time, right? If they disappear, then they could die and never come back.

I think it would be helpful, actually. Letting them know that we cared enough to give them the proper send off.

[ She raises her arms. ]

It's not my call, Roy. What they decide to do is their business.

Sorry. [He runs his fingers through his hair.] You're right. Guess I'm too used to people dying, thinking everyone knows how to deal with this kind of stuff. Not that everyone does it the same way, but... you know.

Everybody deals in their own way. [ She nods, though. ] Just as long as there's no cremation involved. Somebody said cremating bodies here could screw with their heads even more.

Not a fan of cremation. Sure, you did it so that the wolves didn't eat ya, but... I prefer the body going back to the earth.

Stephanie... and Clark will decide, I guess.

[He shakes his head, his watch going off.] Shit, I have to go check on Lian, she's probably up from her nap. You going to be okay?

I'll be fine. You should go back to her.

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