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[banished-to.livejournal.com]

Hel is outdoors, sewing a new glove for herself. It's fairly hard to miss her, if nothing else. She always welcomes those who would speak with her.

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[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"Good day, lítill ómerkingur." Hel says with a smile for him, "It hangs well."

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

"Cool. You get a lot of company out here, this time of year?" He bends space, beinging himself a bit closer.

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"Not particularly, but I do not mind. It is still beautiful. How are you doing?"

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

"Not too bad, you know? All things considered. This place doesn't bug me like it used to," he replies. "Kinda cool that way."

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"Good." Hel says, "This place is very helpful for many. I am glad that is no longer such a problem for you."

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. ...You like, considered my offer, babe?" he asks.

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"I have thought." Hel says softly, "But this is who and what I am. I will, at least for the time, refuse."

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

"Hey, that's cool. You know? It's good to be yourself, babe. Anyway, like, if you ever wanna check out some other kind of place, let me know, kay? 'Cause like, hot babes like you should smile."

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"Such as which kind?"

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

"I dunno. Basically, any kind of place, I guess. You know? Like," he continues. "Cities, and beaches, and mountains and stuff."

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"Hm. A beach would be new."

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

He gives her a huge grin.

"Babe, beaches? Are totally kinda a specialty of mine. Got a preference for the kind?"

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"Something warm." Hel says, moving her left arm slowly.

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

"Can do, babe," he replies, offering her a hand. Yeah, her hand is like, way bigger than his, but it's the principle.

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

She sets her pinky on his palm, with an amused smile, and tilts her head.

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

"Hang on," he advises.

And then they're somewhere else, somewhere warm, with white sand, and blue sea, under a bright sun, in a sky as blue as the sea.

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"Oh..." Hel turns her face up to the sun. "Thank you."

The warmth works on her quickly, as quickly as cold, restoring some semblance of motion to her dead side.

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

"Any time, babe," he says with a grin.

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

Hel smiles a bit, and turns to face him, "I haven't been this warm in aeons."

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

"Should've said something sooner, babe," he says "I can totally take you anywhere in the Universe."

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"I am unaccustomed to complaining." Hel points out softly, "It has been a very, very long time since anyone cared."

Random and Ramon, yes, but neither comes here anymore.

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

"It's not really complaining, babe. Just... You know, like. Wanting a change, or something."

He pauses.

"Ever gone surfing?"

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"I have not." Hel says with amusement, "I have read about it, however."

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

"Wanna give it a shot?" he asks.

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"How would I manage that?" Hel asks quietly.