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[demon_knight]

[Public | Video]

[Jeryline has still been gone a while, but when she turns on her camera the top of her cat's ears are in the picture where it's sitting in her lap and she's looking annoyed.]

I don't even wanna know what I missed. [A beat] No, I'm lyin'. I do wanna know. But it's taken me a while to come back, but as it turns out I'm sorta wanted in New Mexico. [And she had more than cops coming after her.]

Lookin' back on the network, it doesn't look like I was gone too long. Long enough for the Barge to go through a karaoke universe? Get a rock opera spell cast on it? Whatever the actual source of the floods are, I don't fuckin' know.

[Private to Doyle, Jesse, and Dean]

Y'all still on board or is my gift delivery gonna be a hell of a lot more complicated?

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[secretasshole]

Welcome back.

[demon_knight]

And hello to you, tall, blond, and synthetic. Good to know you missed me.

[He probably didn't but she wants to tease the robot anyway. Because where else is she going to get to tease a robot?]

[secretasshole]

[David doesn't look bothered by the statement, but the miniscule smile that forms in response is not exactly what one would consider warm and friendly.]

How long were you gone?

[demon_knight]

About six months or so. Kinda got caught up in somethin'. Took me a while to disentangle myself.

[secretasshole]

I see.

[demon_knight]

And have you been keeping out of trouble, mister? [She bets you're a heap of trouble, sir, but she wouldn't do what she does if she minded trouble. She would have caved a long time ago.]

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[fuckingvisions]

Rock opera would have been fine, I was subjected to rap...about being a 'queen' [ Someone's a bit touchy on that.]

2 of 2 private

[fuckingvisions]

Clearly I'm still kickin', how was the trip besides bein' wanted and all?

[ Why yes yes he did notice that word of 'gift']

[Private]

[demon_knight]

The last place I was before I came here was LA. It's a good place to lose heat followin' you [Even if you can pick it up there, too.] Figured it's been a while since you been home so I thought I'd bring you somethin' back.

[Private]

[fuckingvisions]

Don't I know it, told you LA could be a bit o' fun didn't I?

See now you got me all curious love. [ He was grinning like an idiot now, this was the best thing in awhile for him.]

[Private]

[demon_knight]

You're not allowed to laugh at me either, 'cause I'm not good at gift giving and I don't know what sorta food you normally like.

[And she's going to put the kitty down and turn off the feed, because she's about to go next door.]

[Private to Spam]

[fuckingvisions]

Food? Oh shit see now I am really excited.

[ As soon as the feed was cut he shut his own off and moved to gather up some off the mess and throw it in a basket near the bed, It was almost laundry time again meaning Doyle's room was kinda trashed again. Granted he's been spending A LOT of time in there. The coffee table was covered in demon books again, along with a open almost overflowing box of stuff Wanda left for him when she left. He needed to ask Steph if there was anyway to make his room bigger, he was running out of room. He'd never had that problem in LA given he was almost never home.

He made sure to unlock the door before he'd started straightening up.]

[Private to Spam]

[demon_knight]

[She comes in with her hands tucked in her pockets, brows raising up. Her version of wrapping is one of those shiny gift bags, tied at the top with a piece of curly ribbon. And inside there's cheese (nice cheese, mind you) and a map of LA.

She's not expecting the state of his room, and her brows pop up as she stands in the doorway.] Damn, glad I got you somethin' small. If you're lactose intolerant or somethin' you can regift it.

Not been getting out much, huh? [She closes the door and heads over to glance at his giant demon reference section happening there.]

[ Video : Private ]

[surfaceshine]

Hey darlin'. Welcome back. [Have a sincere grin, Jeryline. He's... kind of legitimately excited to have you back. Even if you are looking annoyed.]

You ever get stuck in NM again, just remember to take the 485 North if you can - don't go South, they've got extra security the further you go. In my world, anyway. [Don't... ...ask...]

I'm around, but you shouldn't have.

[ Video : Private ]

[demon_knight]

I can at least tell you that throwin' salt in the devil's eyes works. But I didn't have a chance to try much else with it. Cleo straight up hates demons, though. She's a badass little warnin' system.

[She still doesn't have her own car, but she's getting better at car-jacking.] I'll remember that.

When was the last time you was in LA?

[ Video : Private ]

[surfaceshine]

Attagirl. [Dean grins, amused and proud by proxy, although he's not exactly pleased to hear she had to tangle with one on her own. Oh well. Practice makes perfect and all that.]

I uh. Actually not that... long ago... I've been here a year, but back home it'll have been about. Four months?

[ Video : Private ]

[demon_knight]

Demon Knights been workin' it for 2000 years now. I can't be the first woman for the job and then dick it up.

Okay, it's just a little present anyway. Something you mighta picked up in LA anyway. When you gonna be in your room?

[ Video : Private ]

[surfaceshine]

You won't. [This as though it's a foregone conclusion, no doubt in him.]

Is it an oil change? 'Cause paid greasemonkeys always dick it up.

I'll be around later this afternoon. It hold that long?

Re: [ Video : Private ]

[demon_knight]

Nah, it won't spoil or nothin'. I live right by Doyle if you wanna drop by whenever and pick it up.

[Private]

[yeahscience]

One, the last flood was awesome, don't hate.

Two... seriously? You brought me something?

[Private]

[demon_knight]

Hey now, you gotta admit? When people be cast under some sort of magical whatsit that shit's pretty weird.

An-y-way. So I didn't get to be in Albuquerque for more than a few hours. But I did get you some tacos from LA. And I got them right before I came here so they're still warm so I need to know where your room's at.

[Private]

[yeahscience]

Seriously? [What tacos fuck the flood] 7-6. I'll put you on the list right now.

[Spam]

[demon_knight]

[And she doesn't even say good-bye. She rushes right up there because maybe These tacos will make it to him warm. The last ones she ended up eating herself because she got caught in a car chase and it seemed like a bad time to come back to the Barge.

She knocks on the door with her bag hand, two glass bottles of soda in the other, the type with real sugar and metal caps you can buy in some Mexican restaurants.]

[Spam]

[yeahscience]

[Luckily, he does get her on the list in time, because weird and unpleasant things sometimes happen to people who charge at the door of 7-6 without an invite. Still, he wasn't expecting it to be that fast, and he looks pleasantly surprised when he unlocks the door.] Hey. Come on in.

[Jesse's cabin has changed slightly since he got back: the front is still something between a garage and a workroom, plus the big-screen TV and speakers at the back, but the bed is gone and there's a staircase tucked into the back instead. The walls look half-painted, newspaper still protecting the trim and floors near the edges.]

Re: [Spam]

[demon_knight]

[She comes in, looking around with a touch of confusion.] Somehow I didn't expect you to have a workshop. What're you buildin'?

[And then comes the dance of looking for a place to set the food down. Which is a very complicated one, as it requires looking at places and gauging whether or not they're forbidden.]