asgardmeridiem | Lights will guide you home...

Who: Annie, Alex, Tom and Hal
What: A little family tea time, with bonus light show
When: Day 465
Where: The BH cast house, Sigyn 101
Rating: PG

Annie had been a bit skittish around everyone after the incident with her dying, becoming a ghost again, and then nearly killing the Doctor when she went all poltergeist again. But day after day she'd ventured out a bit more until she manned one of the Welcome Committee booths to help the poor, lost people that found themselves in Asgard. She still is avoiding the Doctor, but she'll get over it.

But for now, she's spending time with her friends. It really was like back home. Except this time she's alive and can actually eat and drink with them. And there's no telly, so no gathering on the couch to watch Antiques Roadshow.

Still, she's got tea, and what more do you need?

These glowing lights were strange, but they seemed harmless, and really rather convenient to find her friends and call them to tea. She followed the strands that looked like sunlight around the house, calling for everyone with an amused grin on her face. If they hadn't noticed the lights, they were in for a big surprise.

((Either prose or action spam is fine.))

((Sorry, I couldn't resist using this song for the title.))

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The lack of Antiques Roadshow, frankly, was the biggest disappointment to Hal upon coming here. Not that he hasn't had other things to occupy his time since. Such as, waking to find he's got a glowing... umbilicus of some sort attached to him. Hal regards it bemusedly for a moment, not sure whether he should be alarmed or not. Coming to Asgard has most definitely changed his perception of 'normal'.

Before he can decide what to do about this latest development, he hears Annie calling for him, Alex, and Tom. What now? Hal pulls on a jumper and peeks out of his bedroom only to find Annie already on the other side of the door.

"Everything all right?" Of course he's concerned. It would just do, wouldn't it, if Annie was a ghost again, or Alex had slipped into another coma?

No Antiques Roadshow, and no Radio 4. If there were no cleaning supplies either, Annie wasn't quite sure how Hal would survive without going mad.

She took a step back, stifling a startled look at Hal looking so concerned. He had every right to be, what with the mess he found himself in when he arrived. Annie dead again and nothing more than a disembodied spirit, and then Alex in some sort of strange coma.

"Everything's fine, Hal," she said, giving him a smile she hoped was comforting. She never could tell with him sometimes. "I was just calling everyone to come have some tea. Everything has been so chaotic lately, we haven't had the time to all have some tea together, so I thought today was as good as any."

"Of course." Hal smiles, relieved (and, yes, a bit amused. He knows how much Annie loves her tea.).

"Er, Annie... do you have any idea about..." And he gestures to the strands of light emanating from them.

Oh, yes she does. Obsessively so. It's her one way of bringing a bit of normality to her insane life that just keeps getting more and more insane.

"What? Oh! Right, um..." She looks down at the light and shrugs. "Honestly, I have no idea. Some bizarre shenanigans with the tree dying or something, I suppose. All I know is that those of us in the house seem to be connected."

He can't help but think of the Trinity when she says that, even if there are technically four of them now. Ex-vampire, ex-ghosts, ex-werewolf... and yet something seems to know they still belong together.

He can only hope whatever it is, is a positive force.

"This sort of thing seems to happen quite a lot here."

"You have no idea," she huffs in exasperation, "When I got here, I was only around for a day when my power started trying to kill me and everyone around me."

This place really hasn't been kind to her. First the haywire powers, then getting killed. She just hopes that, now that everything is getting more organized, the gods will have more time on their hands to keep this crazy shit from happening quite so often.

"But...I don't feel any different. Do you?"

"Other than being human now?" Hal quirks an eyebrow with a small smile, though it still disturbs him, what with the Hatch associations. Annie wasn't there to experience that, fortunately.

But he knows what she really means. The lights don't appear to be doing anything to them, just pointing out the fairly obvious.

Yes, it's a good thing. Dealing with the Old Ones is one thing. Having to deal with the Devil himself would be a whole other story. If she knew anything about it, she'd be grateful she'd moved on before all that. Not that she exactly moved on. Somehow, Annie managed to find herself here in Asgard instead.

Still a better life than dealing with Hatch.

"Well, yeah. There's that," Annie replies, tilting her head, "You're happy about that, aren't you? You don't have to worry about losing control. You can just be...yourself."

She grabs his arm with a smile and tugs him to come with her. "Now come on, the tea is going to get cold."

Lights will guide you home...

I'll never forgive you for invoking The Coldplay o.o

It's okay. I will try to Fix You....woops. >_>

AAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGH /ignites your bones

/grooooan Good grief.

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