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I might be out of commission for a little while. I need to make a visit to the dream docks. I guess I'm done putting it off.

[Yang]

Have you gone yet?

Log:

Blake's eyes open and her ears wiggled. Funny. She had gotten rid of the bow in her home timeline too. She lay there trying to process everything her brain had seen. She had made it home - with Sun. She hadn't expected that. It was strange. She had always figured he had never contacted her in this world because he was angry at her. She supposed he had his reasons. And it really wasn't for her to hold it against anyone that had decided to go their own way.

Her parents hadn't changed. At that thought, she teared up. Her lip trembled for a moment and then she rolled over and sobbed quietly. Tears of remorse. Tears of relief and gratitude. They didn't hate her. They had accepted her back as though....as though they'd just been waiting patiently. As though they always knew she would come home. She'd had tea with them. She had actually had a conversation with her father, albeit a slightly awkward one.

So much had happened. Ilia was in Menagerie. Ilia.

She shot up, heart pounding before remembering that things would be on hold there until she returned. She hadn't left them alone with sociopaths scouting her home. Not that she was sure what Ilia's agenda was. She had always been hard to read. But she attacked Sun. She was still very dangerous. Adam was after Sienna Khan. What in the world was he thinking? If there was one person in the Fang that should never be crossed it was the White Fang's head. Khan inspired loyalty.....and fear for a reason. How badly had things gone to hell since she had walked away?

She could still feel the fabric of the original flag in her hands, still see the sky blue pattern before her eyes and her chest ached. She could still feel the determination burning there. She stood looking out at the setting sun. She wasn't exactly smiling. But there was an old spark, a pride that had not been seen in the sheen of her golden eyes for quite some time. She turned on her heel and started her journey back into the city.

[Feel free to run into her pretty much anywhere on the way home.]

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You didn't have your arm when I first showed up and you still pinned me between a booth and dragged me back home. Your one of the strongest people I know. I can't imagine that living in your bed is something you would ever do no matter how bad you were feeling.

Edited 2017-02-21 16:26 (UTC)

...To be fair I was also pretty drunk back then I think.

[Night was a bit...of a hazy memory beyond finding Blake and dragging her home.]

Besides...here I had the team around, both teams really to rely on, had to pull myself up and make a living. Back home...well...Ruby left, it was just Dad, Zwei, and me. At least that's the last of what I 'remember'.

It...it isn't quite so easy as you think to pull out of it.

Then I'll have to get some kind a message to my future self to find you. And to bring so many strawberry sunrises that you get smashed enough to see reason.

Edited 2017-02-23 19:35 (UTC)

Heh...if there was ways to do that, I think a lot of us here would feel a lot better.

[A pause.]

Can I still get a lot of strawberry sunrises anyway? We could go to a bar.

We should definitely do that. Depending on what I learn, I might even need to drink. [She's honestly a little terrified about how the return home may have turned out.]

Sounds like a date.

Let me know when you wake and we can see about hitting up a bar. Or get something to eat first since you'd probably be hungry after a week.

All right then. I'll see you when I wake up. [Blake sucks in a breath. How bad can it be? No, don't answer that. Still, she needs to stop running from things.]

Does that mean I can look forward to tuna?

Edited 2017-03-14 01:15 (UTC)

Blake, you can have all the tuna you can eat when you wake up if you're feeling up to it.

Then again when aren't you up for tuna?

You do know me well. [Blake will never turn down an opportunity for fish.]

I'd hope so. [Be pretty bad if she couldn't tell Blake liked fish and plenty of it.]

...If you wanna talk about it too, I'm all ears. Just...just in case you need to vent.

[In case things didn't exactly start getting better.]

[Time skip to Blake being awake and seeing this text.]

Thanks, Yang. It's not great back at home. In fact, I'd say things are about to get a lot more dangerous, but it's not all bad news either. I'll be home in a little while.

Unless you want to meet up somewhere?

[It'll take a few seconds before there's a reply.]

Well...I doubt things would get better very quickly considering what happened to Beacon.

[Not to mention losing so many people and the communications infrastructure going down.]

Well I did promise you a lot of tuna. You still up for it?

No, I suppose not. Though from what Weiss has told me, it looks like everyone is heading towards Mistral. I'll tell you more when I see you. I don't know if any of us will remember our time here if we get sent back home, but Haven Academy is in danger, and someone needs to know that. Especially if that is where Ruby and the others are.

[Blake looks kind of sheepish now because she did down two of Koishi's fish tacos.....but that was a little while ago and she may get hungry again. Hmmm....they could take some home as well. Blake's scheming to make her fish supply stretch out for as long as possible.]

I'm always up for tuna. Something about sleeping that long leaves you famished. [Yes, blame it on the dream docks.]

Well it's good to know that we're all getting back together again.

[Which also means she's probably feeling better herself so things aren't so bad.]

Heh...perhaps you could look into that. You're always wanting to get into fishy situations.

So what's your favorite fish restaurant?

It hasn't happened yet, but I like to think that there is a chance with us all focusing on the same area. [She pulls a face at the blond's fishy comment.
Blake usually prefers visiting the fish market so that she can prep her meals fresh, but it would be nice to sit down with Yang and talk somewhere.]

There's a place in Attleton I've been wanting to try if you're up for an outing.

Well that's a bigger chance than us just staying wherever we were. Be great to have the team together again!

I'd always be down to have an outing with you Blake. Want me to pick you up from the Docks? I've got a new bike now.

[Not as tricked out as Bumblebee back home, but it's a work in progress.]

Yes, it would. [Blake frowns and appears to be thinking. She does want to see them all again and it helps that she actually has her head on straighter for it, but Adam....Adam always looms in the back of her mind like this constant bogey man. And she knows her team is resourceful. And she wants to trust them.

But horrible things have happened and can happen again. She can't not have some apprehension at that. Her expression smooths itself out. She doesn't want to think of that. Her former mentor is not here. She just wants to have a nice dinner with her girlfriend, so that's what is going to happen.]

Oh? Sure. I can't wait to see it.

Then I'm on my way. See you in a bit.

[It does take a while but Yang eventually shows up on her new bike, a sleek, black machine that purrs under her as she slides to a stop next to the sidewalk.]

Hey Blake. Still up for the restaurant?

[Blake takes in the bike with some surprise. She supposed she should have expected Yang to get a new one. Seeing the blonde with her new arm had been one of the most satisfying things she had witnessed, but this was a close second.

She smiled.]

Absolutely.

[Yang smiles back as she pats the seat behind her. THe bike was definitely a new, recent acquisition, especially as it's obviously not been tricked out yet.]

Alright. Hold on tight, we'll get there quick!

[THere's...not much more warning than that before she's off, speeding through the streets and weaving through traffic. At this pace they'll be at the restaurant before too long.]

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