video;

[theflea]

[ She's been here for, well, almost a whole month now and this is possibly the first time some of you will have seen her!

Eleven has been keeping herself to herself. Trying to work out where she is, what's safe to eat and most importantly, how to use this phone device?

Switching the feed, Eleven's sat there in her gaudish shiny pink squad jacket (she's keeping it by the way! It's kinda cute plus it's warm!) It should be no surprise to anyone that tried to get to know her, to see that she's somewhere outside in the open, away from everyone and everything. The phone is floating as it broadcasts her, sitting there, crossed legged staring at the camera. ]

Can't find friends.

[ She shakes her head a little, a sad expression very clear on her face. ]

I've looked... Can't reach outside of cave...

[ A long moments pause as she took a slow look around. Never having been one for confined spaces, so this cave felt like it was closing in around her half the time. ]

Bad people are here. Everyone hurts. I don't want to hurt... Can I go now?

Comments

[theflea]

[ She shakes her head. ]

No. Thought I saw Mike... Was someone else.

[ El's kind of heartbroken about that. Every time she see's Richie now, it hurts her chest a little. She doesn't quite understand why yet. ]

Promise? Friends never break a promise...

[ She wants to believe her, she really does! ]

[roseofthetyrells]

Mike is one of your friends from home? I'm terribly sorry. That must have been disappointing.

[that is so sad. just. so sad. :( ]

You're right, they don't.

[theflea]

Yes... I- I miss Mike..

[ Don't cry El, don't do it! You've been here long enough now! Don't let yourself down. You're used to being alone. You were never meant for friendship, you're a monster, a weapon, nothing more. ]

Find the good people?

[roseofthetyrells]

[soothingly]

I'm sure you do. It hurts to be separated from our friends.

[if she did cry, Margaery wouldn't think any less of her at all. she'd also disagree with the rest of the statement]

Yes! Matt's not home right now, or I'd introduce you. He's a very good person. And have you met Delmar yet? He's wonderful. He'd like you, I'm sure of it.

[theflea]

[ Eleven nods, rubbing her eyes with the back of her sleeve. A very small smile is offered when she's finished. Margaery has a nice voice, it soothes at least some of El's fears. ]

That's what it is? Hurt?

[ Wrapping her arms around her middle, Eleven hugged herself. She was soon distracted though, by talk of possible friends? ]

Delmar?

[ Shaking her head 'no' in reply. She'd not really met many people yet. ]

[roseofthetyrells]

[Margaery smiles back gently]

Yes. Hurt. You feel sad in your heart and in your mind and all over. That's hurt.

[she wishes she were there to give a proper hug in person]

Yes, Delmar. He's an older gentleman who is very kind. I'm certain he'd be kind to you if you met him.

[theflea]

So... Pain?

[ She understands pain, speaks fluently in it. ]

Like Hopper?

[ Of course El doesn't expect anyone to know anyone from her world, but the kind old man she was describing made her think of Jim Hopper and how he'd tried to help her and the boys. ]

[roseofthetyrells]

[Margaery nods, looking sad for Eleven's sake]

Yes, pain. It can be terribly painful.

[Margaery learned about pain in the cells of the Sparrows and in her anguish here at being revived from the dead, but not having her grandmother and her brother with her]

I don't know Hopper. Is he someone from your world?

[a little more sweet absent-mindedness and cuteness, a little less cop]

[theflea]

[ She almost pouted as she listened to Margaery's explanation of pain. Hoping it didn't last forever. ]

It goes away?

[ He sounds nice. El will have to keep an eye out for him. Make sure he's as nice as he sounds before she interacts with him. ]

Yes. He got Will home, safe. A good man.

[roseofthetyrells]

It can fade in time. Sometimes, things can happen to remind you of it, but it won't always be as sharp of a pain as it is right now.

[he is definitely as nice as he sounds]

Is Will another of your friends from home? And he sounds like a good man, coming to the rescue of another.