Death//Eighth Sound of her Wings//Video

[dyingwings]

Hm. [Death is clearly taking stock of herself, flexing her (now normal length) fingers and touching her cheeks, making sure there isn't any trace of the devastation that was left on her body last week]

Seems like I'm back. [She smiles] Peachy keen. [And then a look of slight confusion. Why had she said that?]

I have to apologize for anyone I might

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[sergeantlight]

Didi. You're back...

[A pause as she looks away from the screen.] How are you feeling? Your neck...?

[A sigh.] If it's sore, I want to be the one that heals it. [So to aid with her own conscience as well.]

Wait...Last week? You mean--Oh. That massacre week wasn't last week. It was before that. You don't remember?

[dyingwings]

Just a little. [She rubs it] Please don't feel guilty, Lightning. I'm glad you did what you did.

I know. I know something happened last week, I have... strange memories. Fractured, distant... I know I need to talk to James, I know that while Timothy is tall the weather is no nicer up there. I remember that "aces" is an expression for something good, but keen is better than swell. [She rubs her forehead]

And I don't know why...

[sergeantlight]

Tch.

[She blinks, tilting her head.] Ugh, yeah. You were a kid last week. And I guess you've been taught some new (?!) things...Um...You said "aces" once when I was fighting that idiot, Folken. But we haven't really talked last week all that much, so I wouldn't have any details.

[She hopes Death couldn't recall their little chat, where Light was completely, utterly unhelpful.]

...sorry.

[dyingwings]

But I haven't been a child since-

Ahhhhh. I see. That would explain my sudden urge to call you a meanie, then.

Who's Folken? Friend of yours?

[nonmetus]

You... ah, well, I did say you were too young last week.

[dyingwings]

You remember, then? It was something to do with-

[She pauses for a moment, then a knowing smile spreads slowly across her face]

Ahhhhhh, yes. I remember. The young man and the beautiful lady. Shame that life is so often more complicated than stories.

[nonmetus]

Yeah, it sort of is, but look where we are. [He shrugs with a smile] You made a sweet kid.

[dyingwings]

Thank you. [She smiles] It's been a long, long time since I've been a child. Time passes no differently for me than it does for you, forgive me if I'm a little slow to remember.

That girl is fond of you, you know.

[Video]

[bucky_cap]

[He's facepalming so hard now that he's remembering bits and pieces of last week, Didi.] Ah, hey, I... think you and I were much, much younger last week and had a bit of a run-in.

Which... might be where the 40s slang came from.

[Video]

[dyingwings]

Oh really? Sounds peachy keen to me.

[She pulls a pair of sunglasses out of nowhere and puts them on dramatically]

Don't worry about it, hon, you were a sweetheart.

[Video]

[bucky_cap]

It was considerably less than peachy keen being sixteen again. [He chuckles kind of sheepishly.] I was a bit of a brat, actually, and it's probably best to just disregard anything I said that week.

Bucky Barnes. I'm not sure we were properly introduced.

[Video]

[dyingwings]

Ahhh, the follies of youth. You spend all your days wishing to be young again, and then it happens, and you remember why you spent all that time wishing you were older.

[She chuckles] What, I shouldn't keep in mind that keen is better than swell, and a loony's someone that acts real weird?

Probably not. I'm Death.

[Video]

[minx_of_disco]

I'm glad to see you're well, darling, though I don't remember anything of last week.

[Video]

[dyingwings]

Maybe that's for the best, sweetie, if I recall you didn't seem well. I'm sorry, I should have tried to help, but... I didn't know you two hundred million years ago.

I was younger, last week.

Are you... [A slightly worried look crosses her face] Two weeks ago, did you.. I mean, were you hurt?

[Video]

[minx_of_disco]

It's alright, darling. Todd told me I was out of sorts, and he took care of me yesterday.

Yes, I'm sorry to say, but it was handled. [Nope, she doesn't think she ought to tell Didi who bit her.]

[Video]

[dyingwings]

Who harmed you? Are you still injured? [She's getting up, a look of concern on her face]

I can come to you.

video.

[onefideliter]

[She looks familiar? So why not.] What do you mean by strange?

Re: video.

[dyingwings]

I have memories of this place. From long, long ago...

Time passes no differently for me and mine than for any mortal, and...

Two hundred million years clouds the memory something awful.

[onefideliter]

That does sound like it would muddle things up. [A quiet statement.] I don't have tea, but I do have water.

If you're up for it, of course.

[dyingwings]

I can supply tea, darling. Or whatever other drink you might prefer.

I'm certainly up for it. I'm nothing if not curious.