Momoko's place, El Paso, Texas, late Monday night

[lovemykilt]

Priestly tended to go a little extra scruffy in times of emotional stress. Especially ones like now, where he decided a good way to deal with it was to spend a long weekend out in a national park living in a tent and "communing with nature".

It seemed like a Trucker-y thing to do, okay? And when he tried to kill his best friend, following the presumed example of a former assassin turned hippie-peacenik seemed like a good plan.

Alas, he did not find peace in the desert. He found sunburn and a lot of sand and some spiny lizards and what he was reasonably certain was an old coyote campsite and very, very little water. Which, okay, yeah, desert, but. California had deserts, too! Admittedly, not very near to the coast, where he spent 98.763% of his time. There'd been a school trip to the desert once in middle school.

He hadn't much liked it then, either.

"Momo!" He called, hanging out in the doorway as he tried in vain to get a little more of the dust and sand out of his boots. "I'm back!"

[ooc: mainly for one, but also open to phone calls/emails/etc.]

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[lovemykilt]

"It's not exactly buckets of fun on my end, either."

[heromaniac]

"You don't have to keep feeling it." Momoko pouted slightly. "And you don't have to try to convince yourself it's not your fault."

[lovemykilt]

Priestly actually laughed at that. "The ones I remember? I definitely do."

[heromaniac]

"What?" Momoko stared at him. "What do you mean?"

[lovemykilt]

"I remember dying, Momo. You think I don't wonder what I could have done to avoid it? That I don't still dream about looking down and seeing an arrow head sticking out of my chest?" He shook his head. "I mean, right now I'm mostly dreaming about those goddamn cookies, but I'm not dumb enough to think the other ones are gone completely."

[heromaniac]

Momoko was going to have to buy Mrs Wilson a new casserole dish, because she was dropping it to the floor and reaching to hug Priestly tight.

"I didn't know that! I'm sorry! I thought you just forgot, or had fuzzy memories like when it's one of those weird weekends!"

[lovemykilt]

Oh that poor casserole dish.

"Some things stick in your head," Priestly said. "I'm pretty sure Dinah and I have both died at least one other time. . . ." He frowned. "At the hands of a pony who was my mother? That one might be an actual dream. But yeah, the arrows I remember. And the Nothing. Not the vampires, though. That one I never actually experienced."

[heromaniac]

She clung a moment, then dropped back to her feet. "That's horrible, Priestly. I didn't know! I'm sorry!"