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[ she gives it a little time after the announcement, but eventually jolyne can be found scrubbing outside of her own capsule because she's not about ready to track coke inside of her tiny home for the moment. inside, she has a pilfered stash of cans and snacks.
for now she's just kind of got a lost look on her face while rhythmically scrubbing the ground. ]
for now she's just kind of got a lost look on her face while rhythmically scrubbing the ground. ]
Edited 2023-09-16 19:40 (UTC)
[ well jolyne gets to find out about a crime that hung has reluctantly committed, as he comes into the capsule area: he's carrying a traffic cone that he's wrapped in some caution tape, setting it down in the spillage zone.
he notices her focus as she scrubs at the ground, and the familiarity of it, but doesn't want to interrupt her right away as he comes closer to his own nearby capsule. but he doesn't silence his steps as he does, moving to slide his shield onto the bed so that it's out of the way. ]
he notices her focus as she scrubs at the ground, and the familiarity of it, but doesn't want to interrupt her right away as he comes closer to his own nearby capsule. but he doesn't silence his steps as he does, moving to slide his shield onto the bed so that it's out of the way. ]
[ with the party winding down and everyone heading back to their dorms, hung is milling with his jacket folded over his arm and the collar of his shirt loosened enough to show the fluffy, longer bits of his neck and collar fur.
he steps out of the casino with two plates, entirely improper to be doing in such nice clothes at a nice establishment, but... it's fine, probably? late enough at night they won't be scaring off. ]
Here, it's not a home-cooked meal, but it is a good midnight snack after drinking, dancing, and seeing a child nearly knife a government official. [ using his tail for balance, he drops to sit next to jolyne on the curb, offering her one of the plates. there's like 5 tacos on there, all different. take your pick of what they were inspired by. ]
he steps out of the casino with two plates, entirely improper to be doing in such nice clothes at a nice establishment, but... it's fine, probably? late enough at night they won't be scaring off. ]
Here, it's not a home-cooked meal, but it is a good midnight snack after drinking, dancing, and seeing a child nearly knife a government official. [ using his tail for balance, he drops to sit next to jolyne on the curb, offering her one of the plates. there's like 5 tacos on there, all different. take your pick of what they were inspired by. ]
[ damn i want all these fuckin tacos now.
jolyne just smiles as she's handed a plate, already nearly melting over it. wow. ]
Little early for an assassination attempt, I think? Pfft. Thanks, Hung...
[ she's pulled the coat fully on over her arms and the mask has already been ditched. her hair is a little less put together than before, long strands falling. she just digs right into the first one while she watches him. ]
Hope Ox is okay... they were quick.
jolyne just smiles as she's handed a plate, already nearly melting over it. wow. ]
Little early for an assassination attempt, I think? Pfft. Thanks, Hung...
[ she's pulled the coat fully on over her arms and the mask has already been ditched. her hair is a little less put together than before, long strands falling. she just digs right into the first one while she watches him. ]
Hope Ox is okay... they were quick.
[ hung is just kind of. he's stress walking, or pacing, or really in general just "what the fuck"ing over the situation that has just popped up. they've only been here for a week! and someone is dead!
welcome to murdergame.
when he hears someone, while he's staring down the prinnies and caution tape of the cafe, his ears twitch up a little - there's usually a smile to greet jolyne, maybe a quick wag of his tail, but... he just looks very severe, instead, a complete 180 from his norm. ]
Hey... hey Jolyne. You out, too?
welcome to murdergame.
when he hears someone, while he's staring down the prinnies and caution tape of the cafe, his ears twitch up a little - there's usually a smile to greet jolyne, maybe a quick wag of his tail, but... he just looks very severe, instead, a complete 180 from his norm. ]
Hey... hey Jolyne. You out, too?
[ yeah. yeahhh it's a real fucking nasty friday. jolyne has been using her power for the sake of trying to find something, anything, any other trace. instead, it's all yellow caution tape and tiny prinnies. it figures. the fact that they were so ready to put their faces on the paper... what the hell.
so when hung sees her, she's probably still got her wings out, both of them twitching anxiously. ]
Yeah. Trying to see if there's anything around here, but... been flying around for— [ checks her phone ] —almost an hour... nothing.
[ she does pause after that though to notice he's a little grave-looking. frowning, she reaches to just pat him softly on the arm. ]
... You okay? I mean, it's f&$^@#@ up, so probably not, but...
so when hung sees her, she's probably still got her wings out, both of them twitching anxiously. ]
Yeah. Trying to see if there's anything around here, but... been flying around for— [ checks her phone ] —almost an hour... nothing.
[ she does pause after that though to notice he's a little grave-looking. frowning, she reaches to just pat him softly on the arm. ]
... You okay? I mean, it's f&$^@#@ up, so probably not, but...
[ jolyne will just shoot him a text to meet her sometime after trial, once they're all settled in their dorms, once he's tended to ox if he needs to. she'll be waiting with her arms just folded, lingering in the lobby with some sweats and just tapping at her phone quietly. when he arrives, she just gives him a tight smile. ]
Hey... come on in.
[ holding the door open for him so he can see inside the lobby and step inside. ]
... How're you holding up after all of that?
Hey... come on in.
[ holding the door open for him so he can see inside the lobby and step inside. ]
... How're you holding up after all of that?
Fancy... [ his heart's not as in it as it could be, a couple bag of konbini groceries on hand while he looks at everything. ] Really different, from ours.
[ he'll be more ooh and aah about it another day, probably, but some levity is needed here. it feels almost impossible, frankly.
an attempt, though. ]
... wish I could swear without sounding like a dog, frankly. But - I mean, we're going to go tomorrow to stop it, right? We have to.
[ he'll be more ooh and aah about it another day, probably, but some levity is needed here. it feels almost impossible, frankly.
an attempt, though. ]
... wish I could swear without sounding like a dog, frankly. But - I mean, we're going to go tomorrow to stop it, right? We have to.
[ hi jolyne.
hung is actually just laying on the grass in the park, at the moment, fortunately no longer in his orange jumpsuit. he's got his fingers laced on his stomach as he just stares up at the sky like he's waiting for the earth to consume him. ]
hung is actually just laying on the grass in the park, at the moment, fortunately no longer in his orange jumpsuit. he's got his fingers laced on his stomach as he just stares up at the sky like he's waiting for the earth to consume him. ]
[ hi hung.
orange still somehow suits him! wonder why! (furry.) in any case, jolyne is already wandering the park, done with sunbathing on a stupid swan boat, so when she sees hung, she makes her way over and flops down on her back next to him, adjusting the hat on her head.
her hair, usually in two buns and a braid, is just a long ponytail right now. ]
This is one thing I missed, too. Heh.
[ the feeling of grass under your back. the sky overhead.
prison sucks. ]
orange still somehow suits him! wonder why! (furry.) in any case, jolyne is already wandering the park, done with sunbathing on a stupid swan boat, so when she sees hung, she makes her way over and flops down on her back next to him, adjusting the hat on her head.
her hair, usually in two buns and a braid, is just a long ponytail right now. ]
This is one thing I missed, too. Heh.
[ the feeling of grass under your back. the sky overhead.
prison sucks. ]
[ after she's had some time to cool off and has washed what she can from her hair and SELF in general, she will be standing just outside of cobal ox's dorm, and will just. shoot a text. ]
yo lemme in
[ she's wearing a slouchy t-shirt and shorts, with her hair in a ponytail and a plastic bag over her arm full of... what looks like a couple of shampoo bottles and... a spray? ]
yo lemme in
[ she's wearing a slouchy t-shirt and shorts, with her hair in a ponytail and a plastic bag over her arm full of... what looks like a couple of shampoo bottles and... a spray? ]
Edited 2023-09-28 22:48 (UTC)
one sec.
[ he'll come meet her at the parking ramp that leads to the hidden elevator, and i realized i haven't given you the ox dorms before so. he's got big, slouchy shorts on and a muscle tank that's one size too big on to match. ]
What've you got there..?
[ once they get to leave the elevator, there is so much color. the communal area is wide, open, and comfortable, with room to do things even outside of the sunken in floor seating. but the kitchen and little dining area are squashed in like an afterthought, almost. ]
[ he'll come meet her at the parking ramp that leads to the hidden elevator, and i realized i haven't given you the ox dorms before so. he's got big, slouchy shorts on and a muscle tank that's one size too big on to match. ]
What've you got there..?
[ once they get to leave the elevator, there is so much color. the communal area is wide, open, and comfortable, with room to do things even outside of the sunken in floor seating. but the kitchen and little dining area are squashed in like an afterthought, almost. ]
i wasn't close to either of them, really.
but we kind of bonded because of the jailbreak. the crew started hanging out after we left jail, and they were good people.
no one deserves this kind of them.
we just saw norma last night.
what the hell is going on in this place, jolyne?
but we kind of bonded because of the jailbreak. the crew started hanging out after we left jail, and they were good people.
no one deserves this kind of them.
we just saw norma last night.
what the hell is going on in this place, jolyne?
[ you literally will never ever ever escape me. she's going to find his furry ass wherever he happens to be, maybe catching him moving between places or hanging out somewhere in the wild. when she does see him though, she makes her way right up and just
bonks her head against his arm. ]
Feels like I've aged 100 years.
bonks her head against his arm. ]
Feels like I've aged 100 years.
[ he's actually just standing and staring at the taped off arcade, actually. because it's under his fucking dorm. his arms are crossed - gloves off, jailbreak friendship bracelet visible - and staring at it.
his ear twitches to hear someone coming closer, but when she bonks he doesn't react to push her away or anything. just lets her stay there as long as she likes. ]
... I know that people were suspecting that Chiemi killed Norma from earlier on, but it really punched me in the muzzle when we found those cleaned bullets on her.
his ear twitches to hear someone coming closer, but when she bonks he doesn't react to push her away or anything. just lets her stay there as long as she likes. ]
... I know that people were suspecting that Chiemi killed Norma from earlier on, but it really punched me in the muzzle when we found those cleaned bullets on her.
[ hello, on this episode of dissociating in a grocery store: she's just got an armful of snacks because wow everything sure fucking sucks. she's just staring at a bag of chips and squinting before making a "tch" noise and putting them back. she doesn't want to see another dorito for as long as she lives.
that being said, when she sees hung, she will walk over and nudge him gently with her head to his shoulder. ]
Hey.
that being said, when she sees hung, she will walk over and nudge him gently with her head to his shoulder. ]
Hey.
[ bonk.
hung blinks back to awareness, holding a shopping basket with ingredients for donuts as he just stares at nothing in particular in the aisle. he doesn't even seem to be examining anything. ]
Hey. [ he transfers the basket to his other hand, offering her the one closest to her as the past four days finish hitting him like a freight train. ]
hung blinks back to awareness, holding a shopping basket with ingredients for donuts as he just stares at nothing in particular in the aisle. he doesn't even seem to be examining anything. ]
Hey. [ he transfers the basket to his other hand, offering her the one closest to her as the past four days finish hitting him like a freight train. ]
[ her hand has some cute green nails today! i had to show they are just very pretty im overwhelmed. also fit check, im insufferable.
she just squeezes hispaw hand and nods quickly. ]
Hell yeah, I saw some of the booths around... but taking pics by yourself's kinda lame, so.
[ good timing. ]
she just squeezes his
Hell yeah, I saw some of the booths around... but taking pics by yourself's kinda lame, so.
[ good timing. ]
well. ace did in fact show up, but then he got turned into a reindeer.
and you know how small the cobalt dorm is in general besides the living room.
so that was also very eventful.
but i have a wonderball that can turn someone into an action figure-sized person for 2 hours and i have this unknown name waiting to be put on it.
so honestly i might take you up on that because it's only 2 hours.
and you know how small the cobalt dorm is in general besides the living room.
so that was also very eventful.
but i have a wonderball that can turn someone into an action figure-sized person for 2 hours and i have this unknown name waiting to be put on it.
so honestly i might take you up on that because it's only 2 hours.
[ she is gonna walk with him to cobalt ox dorm or something after the mini event or hanako's party, take ur pick.
she just holds his hand-paw in hers and gently swings it while they walk. ]
What a weird day... Can't believe it's already Wednesday...
she just holds his hand-paw in hers and gently swings it while they walk. ]
What a weird day... Can't believe it's already Wednesday...
Edited 2023-10-05 00:51 (UTC)
[ he is! actually looking for jolyne! because :pleading_face: and also stressed and just wanting to make sure she's okay.
but it's funny, because he actually comes from the upper floors where the resort/hotel shit is to leave and go looking for her when he sees her sat at the bar. he blinks a little at the serendipity of it, before going over, intending to join her. ]
but it's funny, because he actually comes from the upper floors where the resort/hotel shit is to leave and go looking for her when he sees her sat at the bar. he blinks a little at the serendipity of it, before going over, intending to join her. ]
[ true serendipity. she is just sitting at the bar with a glass under her hand and an unlit cigarette in her mouth just kind of draped over the bartop a little bit in a slump. when she sees hung out of her periphery though, she lifts a finger from her glass. ]
Hey, you...
Hey, you...
[ well she saw that ox kind of hand the situation handled at the stadium, so she gives them the time they need with hung. eventually, though, she'll head over to the ox dorm and shoot him a text. ]
hey you
hope youve been taken care of
mind some more company?
hey you
hope youve been taken care of
mind some more company?
[ well. today is really weird. but jolyne has already texted hung to ask if he'd like to visit the art store today! she's dressed in a fiery outfit today and is probably freshly showered. she's wearing a little perfume, probably something that leans fresh and ocean-y.
she'll be just waiting by the entry to downtown in general so they can walk there together! ]
she'll be just waiting by the entry to downtown in general so they can walk there together! ]
[ jolyne why are u so stylish.
the answer she gets from hung is an immediate one, as he goes to just. exist and not think about the weekend they've had.
he's got his bangs pinned back and his hair in a ponytail, like yesterday, allowing for the bandage on his face to not go disturbed, and he just seems comfy today. ]
Hope you weren't waiting long!
the answer she gets from hung is an immediate one, as he goes to just. exist and not think about the weekend they've had.
he's got his bangs pinned back and his hair in a ponytail, like yesterday, allowing for the bandage on his face to not go disturbed, and he just seems comfy today. ]
Hope you weren't waiting long!
[ sometimes you stay over at a guy's dorm and just enjoy being cuddled by a wall of soft fur and muscle? i think jolyne is very valid for this?
hung is a gentleman, also, with the promise of brunch after a very long day of dealing with clones and the fact that tension always seems to build again when it comes to the weekend approaching. but right now, he's curled up around/against jolyne, tail half-curled around her leg, in the nest of blankets. ]
hung is a gentleman, also, with the promise of brunch after a very long day of dealing with clones and the fact that tension always seems to build again when it comes to the weekend approaching. but right now, he's curled up around/against jolyne, tail half-curled around her leg, in the nest of blankets. ]
[ they are both very valid for simply wanting snuggles after a day like yesterday. sometimes you intend to go back to your dorm and then you simply Do Not. she sleeps like a baby all night, maybe the best sleep she's gotten for a while, her hands just pushed deep into his fur.
quietly, still a little sleep-coated: ]
Don't go anywhere today... m'kay?
[ clutching his fur a little more as she cozies in further. ]
quietly, still a little sleep-coated: ]
Don't go anywhere today... m'kay?
[ clutching his fur a little more as she cozies in further. ]
[ closes the door to hung's room...
there's still some time until they completely knock out. jolyne just lets out a long, tired sigh and slips her arms around him carefully to just. hug. that's it, that's the starter. she just would really like a hug for a moment. she is wearing this amazing shirt that is super soft and probably just a pair of sweatpants because it just makes spontaneously falling asleep more comfortable: facts.
with a sigh, relieved? still afraid? it's fine. she buries her fingers in his fur. ]
Another Thursday... we made it, I guess.
there's still some time until they completely knock out. jolyne just lets out a long, tired sigh and slips her arms around him carefully to just. hug. that's it, that's the starter. she just would really like a hug for a moment. she is wearing this amazing shirt that is super soft and probably just a pair of sweatpants because it just makes spontaneously falling asleep more comfortable: facts.
with a sigh, relieved? still afraid? it's fine. she buries her fingers in his fur. ]
Another Thursday... we made it, I guess.
[ oh, okay. this is fine. hung slides his arms around her in return, just wearing sweats and a muscle tank for the same reason: comfort when you knock out mid-conversation. his nose buries in her hair, a deep, unhappy sigh leaving him, but some tension leaving his body all the same.
because he's right there with her. he hates this. ]
We just have to make it a little further... [ he doesn't want to go out looking for bodies tomorrow. he doesn't want to keep finding the dead. he dreads it being jolyne. ace. whisper. hanako. his teammates, the jailbreak group, their friends - ]
because he's right there with her. he hates this. ]
We just have to make it a little further... [ he doesn't want to go out looking for bodies tomorrow. he doesn't want to keep finding the dead. he dreads it being jolyne. ace. whisper. hanako. his teammates, the jailbreak group, their friends - ]
[ well. this blows. jolyne is walking back into her room, equipped with a bottle of sake and two cups, as well as a folded piece of paper under her arm. she's somehow also balancing a little plate of mochi as well. she just kicks the door to her room shut with her heel and heads over to wherever hung has sat himself, dropping herself beside him and offering him a cup, as well as the folded paper. ]
Here...
[ it's a friday, you're allowed to not think to make up for the 9 hours of thinking tomorrow. ]
Here...
[ it's a friday, you're allowed to not think to make up for the 9 hours of thinking tomorrow. ]
Edited 2023-10-14 01:08 (UTC)
[ hung has sat himself on her bed, dropping like a lead weight and resting his bare heels against the edge of it as he holds his head in his hands. it makes him seem smaller, for a moment. finding janeway, seeing the breaking news...
technically, he can get back into the ox dorm. there's other entrances to it. but he doesn't - he doesn't want to be there. his head slowly lifts up to look at her when she comes in, taking the cup before taking the paper as well. ]
Thanks...
technically, he can get back into the ox dorm. there's other entrances to it. but he doesn't - he doesn't want to be there. his head slowly lifts up to look at her when she comes in, taking the cup before taking the paper as well. ]
Thanks...
[ happy 201!!!!! of course it's at the gym. jolyne has arrived, pretty much same braining, dropping a gymbag on the floor and already starting to wrap up her hands. she'll hear the sounds of someone beating the shit out of the bag set up in the gym, though, and decides to just multitask, walking over as she finishes up.
she takes out her phone from her pocket and drops it onto a bench somewhere, letting the sounds of something sharp and angry fall from a random playlist she's picked. it's loud, but tinny filling the gym. ]
Hey. Don't bully the bag, I want a turn.
[ she doesn't stop walking - heading over to where there are some thick mats. no bags. jolyne just stretches out her arm, and carefully creates a "come here" motion with her hand. practiced. ]
Me, instead.
she takes out her phone from her pocket and drops it onto a bench somewhere, letting the sounds of something sharp and angry fall from a random playlist she's picked. it's loud, but tinny filling the gym. ]
Hey. Don't bully the bag, I want a turn.
[ she doesn't stop walking - heading over to where there are some thick mats. no bags. jolyne just stretches out her arm, and carefully creates a "come here" motion with her hand. practiced. ]
Me, instead.
Edited 2023-10-15 01:32 (UTC)
[ happy 201!!! hung is going full captain america on this punching bag, and hasn't even bothered to wrap his hands up properly. his fur helps to cushion, just a little, but he probably should, at some point, put it on.
but when jolyne comes in, he only really stops when she says me, instead, frowning and wiping his brow with the back of his wrist.
he's still healing.
he doesn't care.
his ear gives a twitch at the music, but... ]
... I mean. This would be the safest time to do this. [ who is he to argue? ]
but when jolyne comes in, he only really stops when she says me, instead, frowning and wiping his brow with the back of his wrist.
he's still healing.
he doesn't care.
his ear gives a twitch at the music, but... ]
... I mean. This would be the safest time to do this. [ who is he to argue? ]
[ government assigns you monday because you know she's glued to him.
in any case, it's time to go exploring some of the new locations, but first... coffee, perhaps, a quiet walk through the late morning to see what's new—grab a paper, listen for some news before it hits everyone else's lips. of course, the comic book panels are relentless, so relentless in fact that they've decided it's truly aesthetically appropriate for this issue to act in surround-sound so to speak. ]
[ and there she stands, white-knuckled, gazing at the ground. ]
in any case, it's time to go exploring some of the new locations, but first... coffee, perhaps, a quiet walk through the late morning to see what's new—grab a paper, listen for some news before it hits everyone else's lips. of course, the comic book panels are relentless, so relentless in fact that they've decided it's truly aesthetically appropriate for this issue to act in surround-sound so to speak. ]
A CD clicks into place: Made In Heaven ★ Freddie Mercury
If the priest wants to go to Heaven so badly?
Then he can rip it right out of your hands.
You hear it before you see it:
"You're two steps behind."
Your body is being held by the ocean water, and there's a sharp sting at your neck, the smell of blood. You barely know where you are for half a second, just that you can see him, your father, his face poised in stoic disbelief before skin parts and blood begins to seep out from a vicious vertical slice over his face.
"D...ad..." you whisper.
"Jolyne..." he says back, barely moving his lips.
Your eyes sting. It's not just the sea water, but you blink them away weakly. The water is rushing, louder and louder in your ears. You're bleeding. "Dad... you'd do whatever it takes... to save me... Dad... you..."
His skull opens, bone, brain, blood, all of it, spilling out into the water.
And he falls backwards into the sea... with the rest of you. Ermes, both of her arms severed, Anastasia, punched through the chest by your own Stand so his body floats now in a puddle of hot pink hair, and your father, sinking to the bottom of the ocean that he loved so much (but not more than you, never more than you, you know that now... he loved you. he loves you.) You don't have the energy to scream or to cry or to kick. Instead, your hand is inching slowly towards where one of the knives that had attempting to rain down upon you has buried itself in your stomach, deep enough that with every breath you can feel that you're running out of time.
You're bleeding out
—and Emporio is screaming.
He's screaming for all of you in his trembling, boyish voice. You can hear the clicking of his gun, empty chamber, empty chamber, empty chamber, as he tries to empty his violence into the priest that's attempting to remake Heaven on Earth.
"I'll put an end to all of you, I feel... no remorse. No pity." The looming silhouette of Father Pucci casts a shadow as the sun continues to rise and set, as the waters wash rapidly over your bodies. The shallows become less shallow, beginning to bury all of you under water, and you quickly stretch out your influence over Stone Free, grasping Emporio by the ankles with one thread, and a dolphin in a nearby pod with another. With the last, you rip the knife from your gut and in a flash—you've thrown the knife right at Father Pucci's eye, burying it hilt deep. You grab Emporio and the dolphin and then...
You go under.
Everything is silenced here save for the last breath of air ringing in your ears, pinching your lungs with heat. Emporio is screaming for you to use Stone Free to reel yourself in, to clutch the dolphin that's speeding along. But instead, you let the string around Emporio grow to tether him more tightly to the dolphin. You're dead weight at this point, holding with your white-knuckled grip to your string.
Made In Heaven may cause time to speed along, but all things living will survive the changes, and that includes both Emporio... and the dolphin. You know that if you let go, if you give Father Pucci the prey he so wants, you, that Emporio will be safe. It's not the speed that matters, you see, it's the distance. Everything has range, after all.
Stone Free gives you the breath to speak, as though you are one, and you laugh under the water weakly before speaking through the abilities granted to you by your Stand.
"How many meters can you keep swimming for, Father, before you get tired? 500 meters? Maybe even 800?" You look and you can see it, the rage in his single eye, the other squeezed shut where you've wounded him. Enough. You then shift so that you can meet Emporio's eyes. Time is running out. "Emporio... The ones who died so that you could live are Anastasia, our friend Ermes, and my father, Jotaro Kujo."
You're afraid. But you aren't. The future holds bright things for Emporio, even in the dark.
"So... keep on living! You're our only hope!"
Emporio's hands clutch tightly for purchase, one on the speeding dolphin's fin, the other on your string. He's sobbing and somehow, even this far away from Burning Down The House, from the ghost room, he screams beneath the water and you can hear him.
"I don't know what the heck you're even talking about!"
Painfully, you begin to forcibly tear through the thick tether he's holding onto, the last connection he has to you.
His tears are indistinguishable from the seawater, but you can tell he's crying. His voice is rattling, whimpering.
"No! Please! Don't go—Jolyne!" You fray the string. "Wait! I said wait!" He sobs. "Sis! Stop! Don't leave me! Hurry and pull yourself up the rope already!"
As he says this, you turn your back and you see him, Father Pucci, using his last burst of speed to try and catch up to you.
That's the signal that it's time, that he's giving it his all in this one final burst of speed. You've got him on the ropes, so you sever yours just so that you don't have to hear Emporio wailing so close to you, so that your heart doesn't break. You have to be tough, you have to be brave. So you turn in the water with a kick and reassume your fighting position with a grin. "Bring it, Father Pucci...!"
The final track ends. And then shatters.
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[ and there she stands, white-knuckled, gazing at the ground. ]
Edited 2023-10-16 17:08 (UTC)
[ they're truly just minding their own business, starting the morning, recovering from - honestly, a terrible weekend. hung texts the public chat to suggest king's game as a group, all of them still left, because, well, they probably desperately need it. some minor distraction. something to bring them together.
but, now - this. he watches the memory play out in the panels, shocked into stillness at the desperation in it all. the bloodshed. the single gutpunch that nearly takes him out right away at the love for a father, the love from a father, the loss of one.
it's hard to not feel anxious for jolyne by the end of it, and he lowers a hand to curl around one of her fists. the same as before - your heart is a muscle the size of your fist, trying to coax it open. trying, really, to reassure himself that it's all there. that it's not unraveled. ]
but, now - this. he watches the memory play out in the panels, shocked into stillness at the desperation in it all. the bloodshed. the single gutpunch that nearly takes him out right away at the love for a father, the love from a father, the loss of one.
it's hard to not feel anxious for jolyne by the end of it, and he lowers a hand to curl around one of her fists. the same as before - your heart is a muscle the size of your fist, trying to coax it open. trying, really, to reassure himself that it's all there. that it's not unraveled. ]
[ well.
you're just minding your own business at the mall, maybe doing some clothes shopping? when you see something about hanako height that is not, actually, hanako. instead, it's... hung? he's in a t-shirt clearly intended to be his usual size (age?) at the moment, staring deadeyed into the children's section at the front of one of the clothing stores. he does not look particularly thrilled at the moment about much of anything.
he is also actively avoiding comic book panels where possible. maybe he's the right height to dodge them, for now? ]
you're just minding your own business at the mall, maybe doing some clothes shopping? when you see something about hanako height that is not, actually, hanako. instead, it's... hung? he's in a t-shirt clearly intended to be his usual size (age?) at the moment, staring deadeyed into the children's section at the front of one of the clothing stores. he does not look particularly thrilled at the moment about much of anything.
he is also actively avoiding comic book panels where possible. maybe he's the right height to dodge them, for now? ]
[ well. that sure is a thing that is happening right in front fo her eyes. it's so funny because of course she can tell it's him, but at the same time she's just trying to wrap her head around baby??? baby hung??? little baby???
she'll just sidle over, careful to look for panels on her way and lean a bit. ]
Y'know... there's something familiar about you...
[ said as if she isn't just booping him on the nose immediately. ]
This is probably better than losing all your fur, right?
she'll just sidle over, careful to look for panels on her way and lean a bit. ]
Y'know... there's something familiar about you...
[ said as if she isn't just booping him on the nose immediately. ]
This is probably better than losing all your fur, right?
[ well, she is what she is, and what she is is a party animal. she is probably still a little tipsy as they are just walking along in the evening. she holds his hand, fingers threaded through his and gently swinging them back and forth, humming a little. ]
That was pretty damn successful, I'd say... [ she turns to give him a warm smile. ] Good work.
That was pretty damn successful, I'd say... [ she turns to give him a warm smile. ] Good work.
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