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 Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2014 7:13 pm
"I don't know," Jett said; he didn't want to go to the hospital. But he didn't want a crooked nose any more than Raven wanted him to have a crooked nose. He took the washcloth gratefully and continued to wipe away the blood, seeming disgusted at the sheer volume. "But you can kick him all you want. Ice," he hesitated. "…Ice I could definitely use. I might…"
Ugh, he didn't want to go to the hospital, and sit there all night, and ugh…
Reluctantly he added, "Might…go there later, I should…you're right, I should tell Esme first. If she doesn't already know. I'm just, you know," he rested against the counter and closed his eyes; his head was pounding and seeing all that blood…
It was fine when it was someone else's, but his? It was making him a little nauseous. "…Maybe I should just lay down for a minute, that…That sounds like a good plan, too."
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2014 7:19 pm
Raven wrapped an arm around Jett’s waist. “How about then, I’ll go get you some ice, and you can tell Esme what’s going on…and after, I can drive you to the hospital, okay?” She kissed his shoulder and gave him a little squeeze. “I’ll be right back…”
She made her way to the kitchen, getting a baggie and filling it with ice. She wrapped it in a paper towel and, shooting an apologetic look at Esme, hurried back to the bathroom. “Here you go…I’ll be out in the living room. You come out when you’re ready. You can even cuddle me. But, Jett. I want to hear the whole story, and I’m sure she will too.” The blonde gave him a quick, gentle kiss on the cheek and made her way back out to the pinkette. “Well. So much for a boy free night, eh?”
She sat down on the couch, picking up her sundae, and just flopped against the other woman, sighing heavily. “I’m glad you’re back. Jett’ll be out here soon. He has some things he wants to say, I suppose.”
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2014 7:31 pm
Jett lingered for only a moment, wiping off the last of the blood before he stepped out of the bathroom. And something seemed off, and it took him a good few seconds to realize that the reason everything looked off was because of the boxes.
Slowly, he tore his gaze away from them and followed Raven into the living room.
He held the ice to his face and while all he wanted to do was sit on the couch next to Raven and sleep, but…he had an obligation to fulfill first. And then hospital. And then bed. And cuddling.
…And he shouldn’t have been so happy at the thought of her body against his, even if they were just sleeping.
He didn't want to intrude on the couch, so he wound up just sort of standing, holding the ice to his face. Sitting down might have been dangerous; he might not have wanted to get up. "Esme," he greeted again, "Sorry about that. I didn't mean to ruin your evening. You've been…gone," he chanced, figuring the best thing to do was to ease into the topic. "…Where have you been, how have you been holding up?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2014 8:07 pm
While Jett and Raven had their little, er, discussion-- no, that wasn't it.
While Raven OH SO ROMANTICALLY TENDED TO HER WOUNDED LOVED ONE (swoon)... yes, that's better.. While Raven did that, Esme blinked once, twice, thrice, before easing herself into the sundae that the other woman so delicately prepared. She wanted to go help Jett herself, of course, but three was always a crowd. If Raven needed her, she'd call for her.. hopefully. With that in mind, Esme was free to divulge in chocolatey goodness.
Rich sweet ice creamy chocolatey goodness... gurgle. So good that she could forget her cares, if only for a little while. Those cares rushed back when Raven returned for an ice pack.. but she hadn't asked for help yet again, so the situation must have been handled readily.
She finished hers with a delicate "urp" and was just about to aid Raven's from melting before the girl came back and flopped against her. .. huu~ That felt, well, nice. "No boy free night, alas. Next time, Gadget.. next time."
And sure enough, the injured boy in question arrived.. with a question of his own. She cocked her head, gazing at Jett a few seconds too long before pointing up her index finger. "Uhhhmmm, more importantly, are you okay? Shouldn't you go to a hospital?"
Friends before herself first. That was her motto. Well.. one of her many mottos, anyway.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2014 8:32 pm
He waved his hand nonchalantly, but that spot on the couch was looking even better now.
…And he couldn’t deny himself any longer. "I'm fine," he insisted, and focused on just getting to the couch. Pain was one thing, but it had been a while since he'd gotten a blow quite like this. He didn't want to show any weakness, but damn if it wasn't tiring to keep up the façade of pretending like he was fine. It felt like his head was lighter and his body was heavier, and while a hospital still sounded repulsive…
He was glad Raven was interested in taking him there. "If it gets worse, I'll go. But I'm fine." Mostly. Sitting next to Raven, he rested against her, and while he kept his face away from her, the rest of his body seemed all too eager to use her for support. "Let's worry about you, all right? You left for a while, did something happen?"
Because, that was really important to know.
If she already knew her boyfriend was gone, then that made this a whole lot less awkward. And if she didn't…
At least she already had ice cream?
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2014 9:33 pm
"Leeeeet's worry about me. Uh, okay. Well.. then..."
Having a guy leaning against a girl leaning against her made her awfully.. sleepy. Poor Jett's drowsiness was contagious. Well, that and the after-effects of half a pan of brownie plus ice cream. She stifled a yawn and squirmed to get even more comfortable around Raven.
"My aunt kinda kidnapped me." She paused. "She said, in that silky sexy French accent of hers, 'Ezme, I vill take you to Europe with me. You are too sad.' And so, kinda without warning, she dropped me outta school and somehow magically got me and my little brother passports and we whisked off to Europe. Like WHOOSH." Her hand waved a half-circle, indicating just the emphasis of her whoosh. Super important whoosh. Like the wind.
"So we toured Europe. Half the time we spent in Paris and that was pretty cool. I got to see England and Germany and Italy and a whole buncha other places too, sometimes by myself, sometimes with her and my brother. It was amazing." Her eyes almost sparkled as she recalled it all. "Anyway! My little brother's still there and I'm back here now. I just got back uh, three hours ago. Yep. I have nooo idea what's going on." Nod nod.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 4:47 am
…Well, s**t, that didn't exactly make this easy, then.
"I see," Jett said slowly, mentally repeating what she had done in his had to make sure he wasn't missing something. He wanted to ask what it was that made her so sad her aunt thought she had to whisk her away to another country, but now that the topic was open, he didn't feel so awkward about bringing it up.
…And his face was really hurting and he was really tired.
"…I don't suppose you've been in contact with that boyfriend of yours, have you?" he asked somewhat hesitantly. "…I ran into him earlier tonight. He seems to have…" Jett shrugged after a second. There wasn't entirely an easy way to say it, so he just muttered, "Purified. He didn't remember anything when I ran into him. Or, at least. Anything about me."
…Or anything about her.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 3:15 pm
"... oh." The smile instantly fell from her paling face. She had to avert her eyes to.. anywhere. The boxes, the empty bowl of nummy sundae goodness, this and that.. anywhere but her friend's injured face. It took her a good half a moment, but she finally shrugged and looked back up with a smile that obviously didn't reach her eyes. "I kept in contact with him while I was away, like emails and a phone call once a week and letters when I wasn't around electronicy things. But he gradually just.. stopped replying. Ahahaha, at first I thought he was sick or dead or whatever, but my aunt told me it's just a really douche a*****e move that some boys do to dump you. So.. yeah. So much for promises, heh." So much for not being sad when discussing the subject either.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 11:21 pm
Jett looked sympathetic but ultimately, lost. For a moment, he was just quiet and let her absorb it, but he then sighed and shook his head. "I'm sorry, Esme. I don't know the circumstances of why he did what he did, but whatever they are, I won't forgive him. If there is anything we can do for you," he paused and looked at Raven uncertainly, as if asking for her permission, and then continued, "We'll be here for you. I don't...know if there is any way to get him back--or if you'd even want him back, but. I mean, hell, if you want me to kick his a**, it'd be my pleasure."
He owed him, after all.
But, sans threats, he didn't know what there was for him to do or say. Comfort was not his forte, so he could only hope that Esme was taking this all right--or that Raven would know how to make this easier on her. This talk certainly didn't improve his impression of Whisler, but that was something for him to deal with later.
Right now, Esme. And Raven. And hospital.
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2014 4:24 pm
Raven had stayed quiet during the exchange of words form Jett to Esme, but finally she just couldn’t anymore. This was seriously one of the crappiest situations she had ever heard of…and she just wasn’t sure what to do. But one thing was for sure, she wasn’t going to let Esme feel sad. Because…that was just…
The girl sighed heavily and put her sundae onto Jett’s lap, wrapping her arms around Esme a moment later. “Don’t even worry about him, honey. Don’t even worry. We’re not going to let you be alone, okay? You totally did the right thing by calling Jett…of course, it was a lot better that I answered.” She stroked Esme’s soft pink hair and kissed her cheek, snuggling closer.
“Boys are silly things, they really are…but maybe he had a good reason for purifying. Maybe he just…wanted to leave the darkness. Who knows…maybe he did it for you. Maybe he did it to protect you, or so he could be a better person for you…” Raven pulled away slightly, giving the girl a little smile. “Who knows, maybe one day we’ll find a way to have you purify and you can be with him again…who knows, you know?”
She flopped against Esme again. “Anyway…Do you want to stay here tonight? I can take Jett to the hospital real quick and then we can have a nice sleep over, okay? I don’t want you alone tonight, Es. Because, seriously. You don’t ever have to be alone anymore. Ever.” Things like this were what made Raven really appreciate being part of the Dark Mirror court. Helping out her fellow members…it just made her feel so good inside.
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2014 7:01 pm
Esme wasn't exactly sure what to say. Too many thoughts whirled around in what was supposed to be that empty, lovelorn head of hers. Did Nicolae actually purify for her sake? Had something bad happened to him? Was he just a giant douche nozzle? And ultimately, if they ever met, would he recognize her?
"Uhm, thanks. You can beat him up all you want, Jett, but don't do it on my behalf. He's the one that broke your nose, right? Seems like a Nic kinda thing to do, anyway.."
She settled into Raven's loving embrace. Nice, warm, inviting. Something that she used to feel from Nic before. "If you guys don't mind, I think I'll take you up on that offer. Uh, I really just came to check in and catch up.. but hospitals come first." Esme offered a smile. "I'd like that whole not being alone thingie."
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 11:02 pm
Jett gave Esme one last, sympathetic look before he nodded and stood. "Then, we should be quick. I don't want to be out too late. We can figure out who is sleeping where later," he said, reaching one hand to his head as he blinked away the dizziness. Jeez, he was out of shape; it was a good thing he wasn't trying to get back in the ring any time soon if some Squire's punch could do this much to him. A part of him suspected he'd wind up offering the girls to share the softer bed so they could stay up late and do their girl talking thing; if Raven didn't want Esme alone, he wouldn't have blamed her for wanting to keep her close.
Which meant either trying to crap three people into a bed, or him sleeping on the couch, or—it didn't really matter.
What was important was that they were all there and everyone was okay. Or, at least, was going to be okay.
He gestured towards the remote and the television. "If you'd like some television, it's all there, pretty straight forward. Anything in the kitchen is yours, so make yourself at home. If you can think of anything you need, shoot me a text and we can get it. You take care, Esme, we'll be back soon."
They weren't going to be gone for any longer than absolutely necessary.
Ryndilee I think we can call this fin if everyone is all right with that, and we can get some more RPs started for follow up? 8D
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