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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 9:08 pm
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Dark arrived and Chel showed up, as promised. She'd stopped by her room to pick up her headphones and ipod, a juice (she'd finished it on the way here) and an extra pillow.
"Doctor Dong~" she called out from behind his door, waiting for his irritable mug to open it for her. He never came, and she tried knocking a few times. Out came her phone and she tweeted at him, once, twice, three times. Even a text.
The door was open as she was impatient and unwilling to wait for his highness. "Jaaack," she said in a quieter whisper, inviting him to respond. The room was dark and Chel looked back and forth a few times before entering the threshold. It was hard to make the trek in the dark, but she was glad for once of his obnoxious tendency to clean everything. She had to use her phone to get into the room, but after that it was actually somewhat well lit by a laptop screen. More poignantly was Jack's outline against the soft blue glow of the Deus screensaver.
"Seriously?" she chided, pocketing her phone and throwing her pillow on his bed for the time being. Something was playing softly from her headphones, but she turned down the volume and paced over to Jack.
Stupid thing didn't even do his ponytail right before going to sleep. She tried looking on his screen to see what he was working on, but in the blur of bright light against darkness, all she saw was a jarring array of lines, dots, squiggles.
She squatted next to the chair, elbows on his knees and hands tugging at his side. "Jackles you gonna make me carry you to the bed? 'Cause even I ain't got that much strength."
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 1:54 am
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Jack hadn't meant to fall asleep. A growing headache plus a vague thought about taking a nap had culminated in him falling asleep before he bothered to get out of his chair, but thankfully after he had decided to remove his glasses. The logic was out of order, but that tended to happen when his REM cycle had become so messed up that it probably resembled Chel's bracelet beeping in terms of when it was allowed to occur.
It was out of place either way, and when he started to wake he could already tell the extended nap had just screwed him further: Jack felt groggy, unfocused, and most of all grouchy. His back was stiff from the hunched position for one. For another there was something tugging at his—
"Sh—!" He flailed and pushed his chair backwards, drowsy and disoriented as he fell out and searched for a dagger that wasn't there. Beneath where his arms had been was a small nest of notes, some about dyslexia, others his own notes about the minipet breeding, and one being the page where he had tried and failed again to create a lyrical stanza. Jack knocked his SHOE GODDESS mug to the edge of his desk in the recoil but didn't notice; he was busy registering who or what was in his room.
Several hard blinks. "********, god damn, who the ******** said you could come in?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 10:40 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 10:49 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 11:05 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 11:21 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 11:35 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 11:39 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 11:53 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 11:59 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 12:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 12:30 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 12:45 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 12:53 pm
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