The World Remastered

*Mir wanted to say more, she had a lot more to say on the subject of Shy but she always did. Instead she grit her teeth and forced the heat that pulled into her chest down again, another repeated process in these conversations. She sighed, closing her eyes as she reigned in her anger. She swallowed before she spoke again* We gained a new member last night, well she was officially judged this morning, but her name is Neon. She is going to probably stay with the Blu and Barron. Blu wants to move the darker half of the court closer. *She thought about the adventure the night before* I met a prince last night and thought about trying to become allies with him. One of his fae flies very close to Draxon's realms if you know what I mean

Gotcha. *Phelen moved to grab her a glass of Ginger Ale before rolling his eyes at his Dad* You are going to regret giving your consent Hunter. Calling him a hugger is like calling the sun a nightlight. *He smirked as he filled the glass and then offered it to her* And if you leave the house hungry it's your own fault. I would never mention you are hungry around him either *He teased, chuckling softly. He enjoyed showing them off to each other*

*Hunter returned the hug, masking her wince with a smile.* It's not a problem. I miss warm hugs. *She took the cup from Phelen and took a quick drink, before setting the cup down.* I can help ya set the table. 'Sides my family is the same way. Used to 'ave big dinners with too much food.

Yeah, I will. *Mir pulled up a knee, balancing carefully on the arm of the couch as she watched him. When he spaced out she wrapped her arm around her leg and prepared for what was next, already knowing the rhythm of the conversation and what was about to happen. She closed her eyes as he started to speak but opened them again slowly as he continued, practiced patience appearing* Da you didn't exactly take it seriously last time. I agree ya need 'elp but tryin' to find someone is a tall order especially if yer jus' sayin' this to make me feel better. *The girl's accent came through as she spoke, emotions a little to upset to hide it. She was feeling a mix of tiredness and self hatred for being so cold to her Dad but they had done this before. He sounded more serious this time but she kept herself from being excited*

Got it Dad. *Phelen smiled at Hunter before reaching up to grab the plates for the table* Alright, well then you know the rules of eat until you pop. *He chuckled, handing her the plates before reaching into the draw to grab silverware and the napkins. When they started setting the table Phelen did it like he would at the restaurant, making it look nice and almost formal. He didn't even notice, years of being a bus boy kicking in*

Oh, yes. If ya dont feel disgustingly full by the end, then you failed.*Hunter watched Phelen as he laid out the table and grinned, seeing this was not his first time setting a table. She just moved along helping how best she could.* Me da, he would hug everyone. Even the ones who tried to avoid him, cause he knew how much they hated it. Mum and him would make a game out of it. *Hunter spoke of her parents recalling detail for detail the last large Christmas dinner they had at the McBaine manor.*

You're not exactly here right now Da. *Mir looked up at him through her eyelashes, blue eyes slightly sad* And at least I would know you are leaving this time. *She blinked when he mentioned Ebony, now that was new. She lifted her head, tilting it slightly as he went on* Being one of those repercussions I agree but do ya t'ink ya can really leave him behind? Last time...well we both know how it wen' last time. *The hope that had started to bloom was crushed with the memories that pulled back to the front last time Ebony called for Dylan. She pushed her red hair back out away from her neck as she thought about it*

*Mir blinked, tears beginning to brim in her own eyes* I know you love me Da. I know that and I love you, I'm here for you no matter what I just...I jus' cannae help you. *She slid off the couch and moved to wrap her arms around him* I won't leave *She squeezed him before letting out a tight giggle* I remember when you were cool. You taught me drums

He returns her embrace, holding her tightly as if afraid she would run away, or simply disappear. He chuckles softly. Have you been practicing like you are supposed to, or have your queenly duties taken you away from the skins? The moment of lightness was needed, and he takes it for what it is

*Mir sniffled, trying to hide her tears but unable to quite kill them. She let out another strangled giggle* Give me some credit Da. I practice when PJ isn't on 'em *She wiped at her eyes, before looking up at him* So how do we start this? Unk isn't easy to get a hold of but I mean Grandmare might know someone. She's been around longer. Phelen might even...*She trailed off realizing Phelen hadn't spoken to Dylan since Eb and he had disappeared the first time*

At the mention of Phelen he sighs softly No, Phelen doesn't need to know, not yet. He sighs again. That will come in time. I can contact Unk. I am one of his breed remember. The General will hear my call. Mom isn't a good idea. You know how she gets when it comes to me Mir, and you also know she can't help me, I'm beyond her realm of expertise. He barks a laugh, honest humor even touching his eyes I'm too much. He laughs again, then sobers once more. I don't know how long I'll be gone this time, but I am not coming back until I can handle things again, it has to end this time, I have to get better or I'm not coming back at all.

I didn't mean to bring him up, he just...knows everyone *Mir sighed softly* I won't tell him anything unless he asks and I meant Veckah not Gran. *She rubbed her head with one hand as she thought, used to fairies being nestled in it* But I guess she wouldn't really want to be reminded of Stephan. *She nodded, smiling some* You're always too much *She teased lightly before sighing again* Okay Da. Just come back. I'll be here waiting

He nods at her The only way I won't come back at least to say goodbye is if I'm dead.

Mir feels the air in the room change, and the distinct scent of brimstone swirls on the warm breeze that suddenly comes from nowhere. And I won't let him die, so you don't have to worry about that. His voice precedes him into the room. When he does appear it is well away from Mir, as to not cause their aura's to cause friction between them How soon can you be ready to go Dylan? I know a place.

*Mir sighed and finally let him go* At least send me a message if you die, through PJ or something. *She gave him a tight humored smile* In this family death doesn't mean gone, look at Kelsey and Del. *She swallowed hard* But I don't want ya to die so don't consider it a favor to me *The Fae actually jumped when Grig appeared then chuckled, smiling at him* I trust ya Unk, don't let him give up either okay?

He chuckles Good point. I'm not planning on dying at all. He looks at Grig and takes a deep breath Just give me a moment to write a letter to Mom and grab a small bag. He gets up and heads toward his room, running a gentle hand across Mir's shoulder as he passes her.

Sorry doll, I didn't mean to startle you. He nods to Dylan then laughs at Mir Not a chance in.... well hell. He will be well taken care of, promise, and he will come back healthy. I just don't know how long he will be gone. He has a lot of shit to dig through.

*Phelen rolled his eyes at his Dad* This isn't a PDA contest Dad. Not saying she isn't worse but c'mon *He had a teasing smile on his face despite what could have been hard sarcasm. When Hunter talked about her family the smile softened. He enjoyed the fact she was willing to talk about them* All sounds like a blast. Quite the occasion.

*Mir smirked some at Dylan when he touched her shoulder. She smiled at Grig some* It's okay Unk, just jumpy I guess. *When Dylan was fully out of the room her smile turned watery and she looked up at the ceiling, trying to blink away the tears that sprung to her eyes* I mean it's got to be shorter than it would be on his own. *She swallowed hard, hearing the tightness in her own voice. She bit her lip, knowing she would have to gather it all back up when she heard Dylan come back* D...do you think he will really come back? *She asked quietly, pulling up her hand to scrunch the water in the air and make it impossible for Dylan to hear her* My Da, my actual Da...not this *She bit at her cheek, trying to gain the courage to ask something so cruel* not this husk? Is that even possible?