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[swanseer.livejournal.com]

(OOC: Ok, this kind of relates to this and is backdated to the plot since I missed it (Darn those holidays!), so... Yes.)

[There is a fairly big thud and a extremely surprised squeak followed by several shuffles, eventually a reddish light forms illuminating a confused Juni, a bed made entirely of webs and the rather old fashioned night gown that she's wearing] What...?

[Glances around and sniffs the air before making a effort to go back, this of course fails] Wait... [Glances back to the sky and scowls] Whatever this is... Just splendid.

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[mercwamouth]

Uh... need some help?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Blinks] I can't get back.

[mercwamouth]

...Oh, right, THIS plot. Dang I'm dressed correctly at all. Just a second...

[Suddenly all his clothes fall off and vanish except some Spider-Man boxers]

There, now that I've avoided some annoying ret-con issues...

Yeah, no one can get back right now. Not sure why yet. In any case, you like a little assistance getting out of that web?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Blinks and then shrugs and tumbles out of the bed, hitting the floor but still managing to keep the light] Ouch! Not ag-

[Sighs, gets to her feet and tugs at her hair] I hope they fix it soon, I might as well stay here for life if I go back and find a century has passed or something.

[mercwamouth]

Hey, maybe a century from now your world will have flying cars. And wouldn't that be awesome?

...

Don't believe we've formally met, have we?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Stare] What would demons do with flying cars?

[Groans and shakes her head] Excuse me, I'm still half asleep... Well, fully asleep would be great but that's not happening... [Deep breath] Juni Swan.

[mercwamouth]

It's alright I'm always half-asleep. Or if I were, that would probably be a decent excuse.

Name's Wade Wilson. On the clock, my "stage name" is Deadpool.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Ah [Rubs arm and sits up] Ouch.

[mercwamouth]

My monosyllabic pain noise senses are tingling.

Anything broken?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Smirk] No, I just may have a bruise.

[mercwamouth]

That's good, because if you were hurt there'd be absolutely nothing I could do about it. So why did I ask?

Because I care.

*cough* So you said you're a demon? That's fun. What kind?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Stare] Um, right... Right, I'm not a demon, well I'm a little demon but that's beside the point.

[mercwamouth]

A little demon? How big do they usually get?

I kid. Seriously though, was one of your parents a demon who got bored and got it on with an unsuspecting human or did you sell your soul for love and so you have demon power that only manifests at night or what?

[contract_star]

[Lol darkness.] Juni? Is that you?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Scowl] Unfortunately.

[In sulky tones] It's dark.

[contract_star]

I know. All of the stars have gone out. Though some people have managed to get to some of the buildings and turn the lights on. But no one can go home yet.

Are you alright? [His outline starts glowing blue so he can see her better.]

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Oh [Pause] So it is that bad.

[Sighs and glances around then back at Hei] Nice trick.

[contract_star]

It is. No one knows when it'll be back to normal, either.

[Vague smile.] Thanks.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Hopefully less then a century.

[contract_star]

One can only hope.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

That'd be painful.

[contract_star]

We'd probably all go insane before then, frankly.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Go? [Clambers out of the bed] A few of us have gone.

[contract_star]

Good point.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Nods and grins, tilting her head back to look up]