Somewhere in GFFA- Monday Fandom time

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While last week's Portalocity email had maybe made Jaina a little paranoid, she'd talked to enough people since then to be reassured that at least she could talk to people. And then came today's email, with words like "have become almost impossible to contact" and there went all that reassurance. Nice going, Portalocity.

Luckily she was playing bodyguard for a diplomat right now, which wasn't exactly high-maintenance work most of the time, so she had more time to hang out by herself and make calls to people to make sure she could still get in touch with them.

That whole pushing people away thing was obviously going great.


[If you think you got a call, you did. Pick up!]

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"I haven't gotten to hunt much else recently," Eric replied.

And that's just sad.

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"You do know eating the gremlin would be bad, right?" She was Concerned now.

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It probably wouldn't get him post-fairy eating drunk, true.

"...yes?"

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"Don't eat any gremlins," she told him seriously. "I don't even want to know what one of those would do to you."

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"They're probably not that tasty anyway," Eric replied, "and sending your brother a dead gremlin is an entirely different sort of message."

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"I should not laugh at that," Jaina said, a second after she laughed at that.

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"Why not?" Eric asked. "It was funny."

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"Because I'd like to think I'm nice to my brother," she said. "Or something. I don't think there's actually a reason."

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"I promise not to tell him," Eric said a little dryly.

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"Oh good, I was worried. With you two being besties and all now," she said just as dryly.

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"Was it the pillow fight that gave that away?" Eric asked.

Get that mental image out of your head if you can, Jaina.

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"Thank you for that mental image. It's just what I needed in my life," Jaina frowned.

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"Should I have gone with hair-braiding instead?" Eric asked.

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"Considering neither of you have enough for suitable braiding, I'd say no?" she said, though if you wanted her laughing at the idea, good job.

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"I'd bring wigs," Eric made up.

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"Oh, really? So do you already own these hypothetical wigs or do you need to make a special trip?" she laughed.

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"I carry them with me at all times in case I need to hide myself in a crowd."

Eric was a big fat liar.

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"I hate to break it to you, but I think you'd still stand out." Being a fourteen feet tall and all.

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"Because of my amazing good looks?"

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"Sure, let's go with that," she teased.

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"And because I'm really tall and also a vampire?" Eric tacked on.

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"It's really just a giant package of standing out," she agreed.

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"And you haven't even seen me in pink spandex."

Sadly, he really did own that.

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There was a pause.

"Where did pink spandex come from?" she wondered.

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"Gucci?"

No, not really, Eric.