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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.]
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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Salty tears roll down her face even as she's laughing quietly.]
Actually, I'm pretty sure I do.
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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.]
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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.
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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?
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[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.
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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.
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[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.