[ even without standing in front of him, she can sense that something's off. he's very blasé. perhaps this is sam when he's upset with dean. she's not surprised if they've bumped heads over something; she remembers bumping heads with pietro over the simplest and biggest things. stress levels would be higher than normal, the trench has been strange in ways wanda hasn't been able to anticipate. ]
My house from Deerington is here. Not quite a shit hole, either. But I'll keep it in mind when it gets too quiet. The cabin was always so loud whenever I dropped by.
You're always welcome to come here whenever you need some space.
[ no more being driven up walls if it can be helped. ]
Not too far. We're in Ache but this teleport by lantern thing makes it all pretty easy. If you've set down a lantern I think I can travel straight to that.
How many times have you teleported by the lantern?
[ it's not something she's chosen to do. there doesn't seem to be a point with how she can not only fly but manipulate the world around her. but perhaps it would be fun... ]
[ despite his confidence, she's worried. this is magic that she can't control. if anything goes wrong, she's not entirely sure she can fix it immiediately.
but thinking like that will only make it happen. instead, she tries to be confident herself.
after a minute: ]
I have.
[ she's set it outside, around the area where she thinks the border of her property is. it's subtle how the grass seems to differ, but wanda feels that there's a thin line that she can cross where it feels less like home. ]
You'll be outside of my house. Hopefully it won't be too disorienting.
[And true to word he won't. He just grabs a few bottles from the stash (sorry Dean, not sorry at all) and heads to their lantern to focus on the one that feels the most like Wanda.
It's weird tech, (okay, it's magic..) but once you get the hang of it the whole thing is pretty easy. It reminds Sam of the flue network in Harry Potter. Shut up.
Way less jolting than teleportation in his own world was.
But whatever, enjoy Wanda there is a large wild man thing at the edge of your property and he comes bearing gifts.]
[ the wild man thing that appears on the edge of her property is, indeed, one sam winchester. it's good to see that the lighthouses and the strange travelling everyone seemed to endure over the last month or so hasn't done anything to change how he physically appears.
something feels different about him. she can't quite put her finger on it, but for now, she's more focused on wanting to ensure he's in one piece. sam seems like the type to still insist he's fine despite being cut in half.
wanda, still rather tiny despite how big she's grown in her powerbase, approaches him with her hands in the pockets of her coat. her lantern remains where he stands, glowing brightly despite the ugly creatures seeming to cling to it.
smiling, she extends her hands to her sides, still in her pockets. ] Welcome to Casa de Wanda.
[He smiles and straightens up a little bit. There's a glance spared for the lamp friends but he doesn't care about them either way and thus has no opinion.
Wanda seems a little different too, but in a good way. A solid way. Maybe she'd just been especially traumatised there at the end of Deerington or maybe his new blood abilities here are picking up on the sparks of her emense power. Either way he opens his arms a little bit, hands holding bottles.]
Well.. New world, monsters, weird blood.. I'm pretty sure we're squids now, but yeah. Mostly okay. Better to know you're here.
[ she cocks a brow and smiles. that's not the question he's asking, she knows. he's asking the question people who care about you ask. it's not a question she knows how to answer properly. never really bothered to create a script for it the way she has everything else.
she shrugs and takes a step forward to gently take one of the bottles from his hands. can't trust a moose to carry everything, after all. ]
I'm still deciding on how I feel. [ it's the truth, at least. ] At least there are familiar faces. [ she looks pointedly at sam before looking at the bottle in her hand. ] And alcohol.
[ she scrunches her nose. ] Do you think squids can drink alcohol?
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Is he having trouble adjusting to the Trench?
[ she wouldn't blame him. going from one deer town to another would be unsettling for just about anyone. ]
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No this place is like Disneyland compared to where he comes from. Not sure what's up his ass but he sure doesn't want to talk about it.
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Did you two have a fight?
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Has he said anything to you?
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[ as any sibling would say, she thinks. wanda still wishes pietro would appear each and every day. ]
That all the Sams are here, but I imagine he's particularly grateful for you.
[ watch out, wanda's the wannabe comedy witch. ]
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He hasn't been acting grateful but who knows. If you get a clue let me know because it's driving me up the wall.
In other much more exciting news, our cabin is here and isn't a shit hole anymore. If you ever need a place. Have you found a place to stay?
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My house from Deerington is here. Not quite a shit hole, either. But I'll keep it in mind when it gets too quiet. The cabin was always so loud whenever I dropped by.
You're always welcome to come here whenever you need some space.
[ no more being driven up walls if it can be helped. ]
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Careful, Wanda. If you give a moose a muffin...]
I might take you up on that. where are you?
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Not too far. We're in Ache but this teleport by lantern thing makes it all pretty easy. If you've set down a lantern I think I can travel straight to that.
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[ it's not something she's chosen to do. there doesn't seem to be a point with how she can not only fly but manipulate the world around her. but perhaps it would be fun... ]
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5 or 6? But only between major lamp locations. I think it works with personal ones too, though.
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If you're worried, I can always try and turn our locations into major lamp locations.
[ #scarletwitch 😎 ]
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Oof and have both our houses become major commuting hubs for the city? Hard pass.
Have you set down your lantern yet? I'm not worried. I'm feeling lucky
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but thinking like that will only make it happen. instead, she tries to be confident herself.
after a minute: ]
I have.
[ she's set it outside, around the area where she thinks the border of her property is. it's subtle how the grass seems to differ, but wanda feels that there's a thin line that she can cross where it feels less like home. ]
You'll be outside of my house. Hopefully it won't be too disorienting.
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It won't be now, thanks for the head's up.
When's good?
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No but what about you?
I'm around now if you want. I'll bring a bottle of something?
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[ she has nowhere to go, no one to particularly see. it's isolation in a much kinder way than her cabin had been. ]
Do you have anything spicy in a bottle?
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I've got red wine and a local thing that's supposed to be similar to whiskey.
I could put a jalapeno in it?
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Don't tell anyone; they'll want to join our very cool and exclusive party.
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Not a soul. I promise :)
[And true to word he won't. He just grabs a few bottles from the stash (sorry Dean, not sorry at all) and heads to their lantern to focus on the one that feels the most like Wanda.
It's weird tech, (okay, it's magic..) but once you get the hang of it the whole thing is pretty easy. It reminds Sam of the flue network in Harry Potter. Shut up.
Way less jolting than teleportation in his own world was.
But whatever, enjoy Wanda there is a large wild man thing at the edge of your property and he comes bearing gifts.]
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something feels different about him. she can't quite put her finger on it, but for now, she's more focused on wanting to ensure he's in one piece. sam seems like the type to still insist he's fine despite being cut in half.
wanda, still rather tiny despite how big she's grown in her powerbase, approaches him with her hands in the pockets of her coat. her lantern remains where he stands, glowing brightly despite the ugly creatures seeming to cling to it.
smiling, she extends her hands to her sides, still in her pockets. ] Welcome to Casa de Wanda.
[ isn't that what normal people say? ]
Are you feeling okay?
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[He smiles and straightens up a little bit. There's a glance spared for the lamp friends but he doesn't care about them either way and thus has no opinion.
Wanda seems a little different too, but in a good way. A solid way. Maybe she'd just been especially traumatised there at the end of Deerington or maybe his new blood abilities here are picking up on the sparks of her emense power. Either way he opens his arms a little bit, hands holding bottles.]
Well.. New world, monsters, weird blood.. I'm pretty sure we're squids now, but yeah. Mostly okay. Better to know you're here.
I'm guessing you're about the same?
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[ she cocks a brow and smiles. that's not the question he's asking, she knows. he's asking the question people who care about you ask. it's not a question she knows how to answer properly. never really bothered to create a script for it the way she has everything else.
she shrugs and takes a step forward to gently take one of the bottles from his hands. can't trust a moose to carry everything, after all. ]
I'm still deciding on how I feel. [ it's the truth, at least. ] At least there are familiar faces. [ she looks pointedly at sam before looking at the bottle in her hand. ] And alcohol.
[ she scrunches her nose. ] Do you think squids can drink alcohol?
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