In what appeared to be a Cleansing Burst Of Synchronicity, 'Dite's had just received a shipment of t-shirts and tank tops referencing something called "Boobquake." Raven put them out, but no, she wasn't wearing one, thank you very much.
Liir was certainly not there for the merchandise, oh no. He was there very much for the girl he hoped was behind the counter today. That said, he walked in plainly enough, glancing around curiously but not with any particular trouble over the decor. Or the merchandise.
Raven might notice that he looked a little darker in tone, a little taller in height, and a little more filled out than he'd been. It'd been quite a few months for him in Oz, none of them particularly easy. But he'd returned (relatively) unscathed.
"Raven?"
A slight twitch in his accent, something deeper and thicker than it'd been than before he'd left.
Raven looked up from the book she was reading when she heard someone step into the store. "Liir!" she said, a delighted smile spreading across her face. She came out from behind the counter to move toward him. "I heard Andy say on the radio last night that you had returned."
"I have been well enough," Raven said with a tiny shrug, looking Liir over so she could be sure he wasn't hiding any injuries from her. "Fandom is...Fandom. I was a child this past weekend, and I had two children from other worlds arrive in Fandom a short time ago -- one of which I hope to never see again."
"Arella was a good child," Raven said, feeling a pang as she realized she missed the girl, "but Anakin did not live up to the name he was given. He was...disturbing."
It was probably better that he kept it to himself, or Raven would not be pleased.
"'Messenger angel'?" Raven said. "Perhaps. I had thought that I should never have children, for it was too dangerous, but Arella was not haunted as I was as a child."
"I've had three show up at various times. Two were girls, green as the grass. One was a little boy. The girls were a bit wild but the boy was quiet. I didn't get to spend much time with him, though."
"Arella's father was Andy, and she was much like him," Raven said. "Anakin's father was Chuck Bass, and there was a darkness in him that was very unsettling." She sighed softly and shook her head. "But they are both gone now, will all the other children who were here. So why were you gone so long? Are you back to stay, I hope?"
"I will not be leaving for some time," he said firmly. Rather firmly.
"At least not until some work is done or I'm needed. And as for why I was gone... what was supposed to be a relatively quick check in with a friend and a checkup for my dog became something of a cross-Oz chase with my head as the prize. All very exciting, of course, but thankfully no one won but me. I rather like my head sometimes."
Raven's eyes widened. "I am glad that you won," she said. "I am not certain I can heal a severed head." But she'd totally try. "Why did they wish you harm?"
"My uncle, of course. The great Apostle, the Emperor of Oz," and his words, while grand, held scorn and disillusionment.
"The bounder. He's weaseled his way to power but that doesn't mean he doesn't want more. Oz is in a conflict with one of it's regions, Munchkinland specifically, and he has plans for ending that conflict. I don't know my exact place in such things; I'm either a tool he'd like to use or a wild card he would like to remove.
"There's also the matter of nearly driving him mad the once. I suppose he's kept a grudge."
Raven might notice that he looked a little darker in tone, a little taller in height, and a little more filled out than he'd been. It'd been quite a few months for him in Oz, none of them particularly easy. But he'd returned (relatively) unscathed.
"Raven?"
A slight twitch in his accent, something deeper and thicker than it'd been than before he'd left.
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"Yes. I do seem to have found my way back to this place. I hope you've been well since I, er, found myself inconveniently away from my portal."
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"It is good to see you," she said. "How are you? Are you well?"
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"Living, breathing, and surprisingly well fed."
Someone had actually learned how to hunt, even if that mental image might be a bit odd.
"And yourself?"
He gave her a hug right back, thank you.
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"I'm very sorry for you, then. I found both of my strange future children to be rather sweet."
Some portion of him was still sad that Bell was gone.
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"I see. Did Arella? Live up to her name, I mean."
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"'Messenger angel'?" Raven said. "Perhaps. I had thought that I should never have children, for it was too dangerous, but Arella was not haunted as I was as a child."
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"I've had three show up at various times. Two were girls, green as the grass. One was a little boy. The girls were a bit wild but the boy was quiet. I didn't get to spend much time with him, though."
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"At least not until some work is done or I'm needed. And as for why I was gone... what was supposed to be a relatively quick check in with a friend and a checkup for my dog became something of a cross-Oz chase with my head as the prize. All very exciting, of course, but thankfully no one won but me. I rather like my head sometimes."
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"My uncle, of course. The great Apostle, the Emperor of Oz," and his words, while grand, held scorn and disillusionment.
"The bounder. He's weaseled his way to power but that doesn't mean he doesn't want more. Oz is in a conflict with one of it's regions, Munchkinland specifically, and he has plans for ending that conflict. I don't know my exact place in such things; I'm either a tool he'd like to use or a wild card he would like to remove.
"There's also the matter of nearly driving him mad the once. I suppose he's kept a grudge."
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