[The spires have numbers?? She's only visited a tiny portion of one, where Semiyon lives, and she mostly just teleports straight to the space outside the door now. So, right. Numbers. Okay.]
ill find it. will be there soon.
[Welcome to Caedra, whose idea of 'soon' might be five minutes and might be two hours. Today it's closer to twenty minutes which isn't too bad. The spires are unpleasant - so many little homes crammed into one space, rather like the little huddles that dretches make for themselves when trying to assert some sort of dominance over a corner of the landscape. She finds the room and knocks, then just tries to let herself in anyway because fuck social norms basically.]
[numbers are important. otherwise, she'd try to get into the apartment with the Kaiba brothers and that would likely be unpleasant]
See you then!
[the door's unlocked, so Caedra walks in to Jane putting a cover-up over this outfit. which she found at the stores of all places. the stores are weird as they also provided these shoes. someday, she'll stop being surprised at this place's weirdness]
Oh, hey Caedra! Sorry, I didn't hear you at the door.
she's done little to give it a homey feel. instead, it seems more like a hotel room. bland, sterile, like the owner could just pick up and go at any moment. but there's the rub, isn't there? she can't just pick up and go when she feels like it. not anymore]
[Caedra wouldn't exactly sympathize, but she gets it. Her home, as Jane will soon see, is also relatively sparse aside from a few scattered personal belongings. Caedra is rarely there, doesn't get attached to places, and certainly doesn't like the idea of settling here. Perhaps it's optimism that keeps her place so bare.]
Ooh, that's what I like to hear. Come outside with me, then, it won't take us too long.
[It's a bit far for a simple teleport of the sort she's accustomed to. She's no wizard. And flight is showy, anyway.]
[the only real sign that anyone lives here is the battered striped canvas bag tossed on the sofa. other than that, even the clothes and other shoes are all put away. Jane hates the idea of settling here where people can kill her without even trying. she's a completely normal human surrounded by superhumans and she feels entirely out of place here]
All right, let's go!
[she's finished strapping herself into her ridiculous shoes and has the cover-up belted around her waist, she's good to go]
You should've done it. He probably had it coming. I wound up with some guy in medieval armor and another guy who seemed to think he was so much smarter than the rest of us. No fun.
legit sink to the bottom of the lake because it's so heavy armor? least things are back to what passes for normal now and you'll never need to (hopefully) see certain people again?
Yes! It was like something out of a movie. And thank fuck it is. I would have gone nuts if it had lasted much longer. Same goes for you. Especially the guy you wanted to punch.
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a perfectly normal booty call, as one does
would you show me how you use it?
Perfectly normal!
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ill find it. will be there soon.
[Welcome to Caedra, whose idea of 'soon' might be five minutes and might be two hours. Today it's closer to twenty minutes which isn't too bad. The spires are unpleasant - so many little homes crammed into one space, rather like the little huddles that dretches make for themselves when trying to assert some sort of dominance over a corner of the landscape. She finds the room and knocks, then just tries to let herself in anyway because fuck social norms basically.]
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See you then!
[the door's unlocked, so Caedra walks in to Jane putting a cover-up over this outfit. which she found at the stores of all places. the stores are weird as they also provided these shoes. someday, she'll stop being surprised at this place's weirdness]
Oh, hey Caedra! Sorry, I didn't hear you at the door.
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She closes the door behind her and shrugs as she glances around the little apartment. And also at those shoes, wow, what in the world?]
Hardly matters since I'm here anyway. Are you ready to go?
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she's done little to give it a homey feel. instead, it seems more like a hotel room. bland, sterile, like the owner could just pick up and go at any moment. but there's the rub, isn't there? she can't just pick up and go when she feels like it. not anymore]
I am so ready, I can't even tell you.
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Ooh, that's what I like to hear. Come outside with me, then, it won't take us too long.
[It's a bit far for a simple teleport of the sort she's accustomed to. She's no wizard. And flight is showy, anyway.]
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All right, let's go!
[she's finished strapping herself into her ridiculous shoes and has the cover-up belted around her waist, she's good to go]
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Honestly, I'm impressed you can walk in those. Are they normal, where you're from? They're very... dramatic.
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Hey.
All good with you?
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I'm fine. Glad everyone's back, that's for damn sure.
You?
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Ended up with one guy i sorta knew, and another i debated punching in the face
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He probably had it coming.
I wound up with some guy in medieval armor and another guy who seemed to think he was so much smarter than the rest of us.
No fun.
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least things are back to what passes for normal now
and you'll never need to (hopefully) see certain people again?
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It was like something out of a movie.
And thank fuck it is.
I would have gone nuts if it had lasted much longer.
Same goes for you.
Especially the guy you wanted to punch.
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although it seems heavy
[Not one to talk, Carolina....]
doubt it
not like i'd run in to him before - at least that i recall- so our paths don't seem to cross
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Even this weather has to suck when you're stuck in a tin can.
Good.
Then he'll stay away if he knows what's best for him.
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idk
something strange about him anyway
you up for drinks later?
got some lukewarm beer
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What kind of something strange?
Absolutely.
I'm good to come over whenever.
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after i was asleep
not on my mouth
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uh. that came out slightly wrong
not anywhere perverted
on my neck
ok, just going to stop digging this hole
i'm around. will make certain no one steals them
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Bloody hell, where?
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That's still pervy.
After all, you were asleep.
It's not like you could say yes or no.
Creeper.
I'll be right over.
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