asgardeventide | 001 ✱ [Video/Action] { Morning: Day 444

[The woman who appears on screen isn't looking so hot. A shaking hand wipes at the corner of her mouth, trying to erase any trace of what had just happened though it still looks like she's going to be sick, her pale skin dotted with beads of sweat as she sways on the spot. She's barely made it out of the palace let alone had a chance to explore Freya's district and it doesn't look like that's going to be happening any time soon.]

Ohhh-kay. [Blinking a few times to try and clear her vision.] You know I've had hangovers that felt - a hellova lot better than this.

[A soft chuckle escapes, one with a nervous edge to it and she presses herself back against a wall that is likely the only thing holding her up right now.]

My name - [Another wave of nausea rolls through her.] My name is Jenna Sommers and I - [She sinks down, holding up a hand as if to apologize and shakes her head.] Yeah I'm going to - try this again later... Unless you really wanna see the last thing I ate.

[Which you really don't. Really.]

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I'm getting kind of used to things that don't make sense. [Her crash course in Supernatural Happenings 101 still left her head spinning.]

Would you hold it against me if I ask for something a little harder? [Taking Elena's lead, both women it seems needing to use humor to deal with something they're in no way prepared to deal with. There wasn't anything in the parenting handbook about how to deal with your niece after you get killed by a Vampire.]

I'm thinking Tequila.

Tequila it is.

[Holding anything against Jenna right now is literally the last thing she would do, seriously.

By then she's made it to Freya district, heading towards where Jenna should be waiting.]

Alright, look around. Can you see me?

[Drowning herself in a bottle of tequila isn't exactly good parenting but she figures, she's never really excelled on that front anyway so why not.]

Uh - [Jenna raises her head, squinting as she looks around the district of Freya, looking past anyone she doesn't recognize and holding her breath the moment she spots a familiar figure.

Until now? There had been a part of her that wasn't even sure if this was real or if this was just what happened when a person died. You were sent somewhere to be haunted by the faces of those you loved.

Of course... seeing Klaus and John put a kink in that theory but still.]

Look to your right... [Her voice softer now as she summons a broken smile.]

[She's looking but hasn't caught sight of her, so when she gets the instruction, her head moves in response, and it's all to easy to find her.

She cuts the feed a moment later, and her hurried walk turns into a quick jog as she finishes closing the distance, not wanting her obviously sick Aunt to have to do it instead.

That doesn't stop her from throwing her arms around her neck when she reaches her, though, but at least she tries not to squeeze too hard.]

[It would be smart just to sit, to let Elena come to her but after what they'd been through, she'd like to see anyone do the smart thing.

She doesn't get far though, just barely managing to get her legs beneath her but it's enough so that she can actually welcome Elena with open arms and it doesn't matter that the world is still spinning. For the next five seconds, this moment is all that exists to Jenna.]

You have no idea how good it is to see you. [Though just quietly, when she found out how long it's been for Elena, she just might take that back.]

[She is not going to be able to stop herself from crying, because all that pent up emotion that's been building since she first saw her face and heard her voice just lets loose the moment she got her arms around her.

Salty tears roll down her face even as she's laughing quietly.]

Actually, I'm pretty sure I do.

[She'd promised herself that she wouldn't cry, that she'd stay strong for Elena's sake but in the warmth of that hug, all promises get broken and two rivers form as the tears spill over.

She has a thousand questions but the answers don't seem that important right now, only one that makes her pull back enough to look at her, refusing to let go though.]

What are you doing here? [Because she was supposed to be home. Safe. At least that's what Jenna had hoped, that despite her death, Stefan would have found a way to save Elena.]

[Elena pulls back to look at her, wiping at her own tears before cupping Jenna's face, doing the same for her.

No more tears. Time to be happy. And explain.]

The same thing everyone else is doing here. [She continues.] Everyone here is being recruited for the war. They say that if this world dies, so will all the worlds connected to it, including ours. And they can't do it themselves.

[She understand the what, as much as anyone can really but she hoped in some way that there would be another explanation, one that didn't end with Elena fighting a war she shouldn't have to fight.

She had been though, for a whole year, right under Jenna's nose so why should she even be surprised that she's still fighting now?]

I'd ask why you agreed to this but - [But she doubted Elena had any more choice than she did and even if she had, Elena wouldn't have said no.

She scanned her face, trying to suppress the nausea that wanted to rise up, checking her over just to make sure that she was as okay as she would insist she was.] So, to get you home, safe and sound we just need to what? Save the world?

[It's not funny and yet, there's a half grin that breaks across her tear-stained face, Jenna running a thumb across Elena's cheekbone.] Piece of cake... right?

I didn't have a choice.

[It's the one thing Elena always wants, to make her own decisions and live with the consequences. But to choose between fighting and dying isn't much of a choice. Not one that she needs to make consciously, anyway.]

They need us, and that means so does everyone else still at home.

[The corner of her mouth twitches, because it shouldn't be funny, but it's either laugh or cry at this point.]

Right. Piece of cake.

[Even in the midst of trying not to throw up on Elena's shoes, that pissed Jenna off. She knew damn well that Elena was willful enough that she would have chosen to help but it should have been her choice. Choices being taken away had become something of a sore point for Jenna, given recent events so she could more than empathize with her Niece on that one.]

And what they want from us? That's really going to help everyone back home? It isn't just another trick?

[Skepticism was kind of expected. Again, given recent events. Klaus.]

And here I thought this was going to be hard. [Laughing was so much easier.] Any chance we can continue this somewhere with bathroom access? I'm not sure throwing up on you is the way either of us wants this reunion to go.

If we save this place, we might be able to save home. It's worth a shot, right?

[She's believing it more and more, given what's happened since she got her.]

Yeah, of course. [Elena reaches out to her, ready to steady her if she becomes sick or shaky on her feet.] Let me take you home.

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