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Hey! It's Jester!
I can't pick up right now, but I'll reply really soon, okay? Don't miss me too much.
...doot doo doo beep boop!
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Hey! It's Jester!
I can't pick up right now, but I'll reply really soon, okay? Don't miss me too much.
...doot doo doo beep boop!
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Jester tears her eyes away from the giant, double-decker carousel with naked people instead of animals, and looks up at Caleb with a laugh. Her own beads are sort of hanging off her horns in a way that's weirdly reminiscent of Marion, a garish facsimile of her elegant trappings.
"What's the best ride, do you think? Wait, no, which one is most likely to make me throw up? I want to go on those ones before I eat."
"What's the best ride, do you think? Wait, no, which one is most likely to make me throw up? I want to go on those ones before I eat."
"That one, definitely," he says with a mild grimace, pointing directly to the teacups. At least they'll get it out of the way, he reasons. "You'll lose your beads as well as your lunch."
Gently, and with a fond curl around the corner of his mouth, he untangles the necklace from her horn and carefully helps it over the other as well so that it can drape where it's supposed to around her neck.
Gently, and with a fond curl around the corner of his mouth, he untangles the necklace from her horn and carefully helps it over the other as well so that it can drape where it's supposed to around her neck.
"Are those...giant teacups?" That's the cutest thing Jester has seen since her horse dresses, and she knows already she'll be drawing it in her sketchbook later on. "Okay, yeah, we have to do that one."
To her credit, she manages to keep relatively still as Caleb fixes her necklace, a warm feeling settling into her stomach. "Thanks again for getting me out of the house. You always know when I need to have some fun."
To her credit, she manages to keep relatively still as Caleb fixes her necklace, a warm feeling settling into her stomach. "Thanks again for getting me out of the house. You always know when I need to have some fun."
"I just assume that you are always looking for something fun to do. But maybe you needed something especially good today."
It's easy to smile down at her. Honestly, this--spending time together, enjoying the sunshine and good weather, showing her something he knows she'll like--is easier than he thought it would be. He doesn't feel nearly so awkward or on edge with directionless anticipation as he worried he might. Mostly, he's just happy to be around her again.
There is no line for the teacups, Caleb notes as they approach. Determination keeps him pushing forward. Actually, the lines for most rides are very short or non-existent, from what he can see. There aren't so many residents of the island to begin with, and while it seems like others have shared his idea to go out while it's sunny, the park is hardly crowded. They're ushered straight onto the ride, and Caleb trails a step behind Jester to let her choose which color cup she prefers.
It's easy to smile down at her. Honestly, this--spending time together, enjoying the sunshine and good weather, showing her something he knows she'll like--is easier than he thought it would be. He doesn't feel nearly so awkward or on edge with directionless anticipation as he worried he might. Mostly, he's just happy to be around her again.
There is no line for the teacups, Caleb notes as they approach. Determination keeps him pushing forward. Actually, the lines for most rides are very short or non-existent, from what he can see. There aren't so many residents of the island to begin with, and while it seems like others have shared his idea to go out while it's sunny, the park is hardly crowded. They're ushered straight onto the ride, and Caleb trails a step behind Jester to let her choose which color cup she prefers.
"Maybe it's just 'cause it's finally sunny outside," Jester agrees, though she knows that isn't quite it. But for right now, she just wants to have a good day with Caleb and enjoy this crazy-looking park.
It's nice that it isn't too busy, she notes as they approach those teacups and step aboard. Jester pretends to think about her choice for a fraction of a second before her eyes alight on the pink one, and tugs Caleb toward it.
"This one is perfect. Oh my gosh, it's so huge. I'm totally drawing this later! That's what she said!"
Her delight is uncontainable, words coming out in her usual gleeful jumble.
It's nice that it isn't too busy, she notes as they approach those teacups and step aboard. Jester pretends to think about her choice for a fraction of a second before her eyes alight on the pink one, and tugs Caleb toward it.
"This one is perfect. Oh my gosh, it's so huge. I'm totally drawing this later! That's what she said!"
Her delight is uncontainable, words coming out in her usual gleeful jumble.
When he sees her send him a message Molly grins and leans over to (painstakingly) read it.
I fond it in a store! There are many here seling sex toys and your new so I had to get you a welcome here pressent!
I fond it in a store! There are many here seling sex toys and your new so I had to get you a welcome here pressent!
The pink one is an obvious choice. Caleb piles into it behind a squealing Jester and settles himself on the opposite side from the door, which swings across and secures with a latch. Inside the teacup the whole thing is one continuous pastel pink circular bench, and the hard, smooth material pretty much guarantees sliding around once the ride gets moving.
His fingers wrap securely around the bar positioned in the middle, his only hope of remaining remotely in one place. "It is going to spin very fast," he warns, turning to Jester with a grimace. "I would advise holding onto something."
His fingers wrap securely around the bar positioned in the middle, his only hope of remaining remotely in one place. "It is going to spin very fast," he warns, turning to Jester with a grimace. "I would advise holding onto something."
Jester sits right across from Caleb, mirroring his actions and reaching out to grip the handlebar in front of her, hands sandwiched between Caleb's. "Okay okay okay," she mutters, resolved to hold on as tightly as she can as the ride slowly begins to start up and the teacup starts to spin.
"Ohhhhh god," she laughs as gravity begins to pull at her, and for a second she's worried she might go flying. But her grip is strong, and she manages to keep everything but her lower body firmly in place as the world begins to spin faster around them, peals of laughter flying from her.
"Ohhhhh god," she laughs as gravity begins to pull at her, and for a second she's worried she might go flying. But her grip is strong, and she manages to keep everything but her lower body firmly in place as the world begins to spin faster around them, peals of laughter flying from her.
Jester is, as expected, much better at this than Caleb. He manages to hold on as the ride gets going. But by the time they really start spinning, rotating so fast that his hair whips around his face (maybe Jester had the right idea, cutting hers), the force pulls him back against the side of the cup, and his hands slip from the bar.
Without an anchor point, he slides where the rotation takes him--all the way around the curve to Jester on one turn pressing uncomfortably close, then all the way back to the other side. It's uniquely disorienting, and he scrambles to get a grip again, although at least Jester seems to have a solid hold and is having a good time, judging by her laughter. Caleb is mostly just cursing under his breath in Zemnian over and over.
Without an anchor point, he slides where the rotation takes him--all the way around the curve to Jester on one turn pressing uncomfortably close, then all the way back to the other side. It's uniquely disorienting, and he scrambles to get a grip again, although at least Jester seems to have a solid hold and is having a good time, judging by her laughter. Caleb is mostly just cursing under his breath in Zemnian over and over.
[ Hey, a makeshift jewelry stand is great! (Just clean it off before intended use.) ]
theres a plase here with games and stuff you play
like a fair only werd
the pryses are all tings like dese
we shuld go
theres a plase here with games and stuff you play
like a fair only werd
the pryses are all tings like dese
we shuld go
Edited 2021-05-24 15:35 (UTC)
[Jester barely keeps herself from stepping directly on the box as she opens her door the next morning, wrapped in her bathrobe. She bends down in the doorway, opening the box cautiously, and as she stares at the cake inside it's all she can do to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes.
She's been crying on and off for days, and she's so tired of crying about Fjord. And although she wishes it wasn't the case, there's only one real answer besides 'wait it out.' The adult answer. So she sends a text:]
can we talk?
3:v
She's been crying on and off for days, and she's so tired of crying about Fjord. And although she wishes it wasn't the case, there's only one real answer besides 'wait it out.' The adult answer. So she sends a text:]
can we talk?
3:v
Edited 2021-05-25 03:26 (UTC)
[Jester squawks in surprise as Caleb is suddenly sent flying into her side, and she's almost positive she'll have whiplash from that later on. But the good news is that by the time Caleb slides all the way around to her other side, she's ready for it, and her arm snakes around his waist to hold him next to her with a firm grip. She turns and grins at him, still giggling.]
I got you, Caleb, don't worry!
[She kind of...yells it in his face, but everything seems louder right now so you can't really blame her for that!]
I got you, Caleb, don't worry!
[She kind of...yells it in his face, but everything seems louder right now so you can't really blame her for that!]
[ Caleb is about to slide back around the other way again when Jester's arm wraps secure as an iron bar around him, anchoring him to her side. His sort of pathetic grip on the bar hardly matters, at this point; Jester is doing better than he had with just one hand.
It's one thing to know Jester is strong, but another entirely to feel it. ]
Okay, just--
[ Her face is right there, and whatever he'd been about to say gets caught in his throat. It's impossible to look at anything else, especially when looking at anything else makes him vaguely queasy. ]
Don't let go, I'll fly away.
It's one thing to know Jester is strong, but another entirely to feel it. ]
Okay, just--
[ Her face is right there, and whatever he'd been about to say gets caught in his throat. It's impossible to look at anything else, especially when looking at anything else makes him vaguely queasy. ]
Don't let go, I'll fly away.
[Just to be extra sure Caleb isn't going anywhere, her tail curls itself around his upper arm. She grins back at him, the world whipping past all around them.]
Not on my watch!
[The ride surges just a little faster, one last crescendo, and Jester yelps and swears loudly in Infernal, still holding Caleb firmly in place as they spin. No flying wizards today!]
Not on my watch!
[The ride surges just a little faster, one last crescendo, and Jester yelps and swears loudly in Infernal, still holding Caleb firmly in place as they spin. No flying wizards today!]
[ Oh, she still feels shitty. Damn. He was in vain hoping she would decide she didn't give a shit and bounce back, but that was ... cowardly and foolish. And unrealistic. ]
yeah, i'll be there
[ And there he is, sitting on a large piece of driftwood with the Ball-Eater docked at the end of the pier a short way to the side. In a henley and jeans, his boots dig into the sand where he sits over his knees, rising when he hears her approach and glances around. ]
yeah, i'll be there
[ And there he is, sitting on a large piece of driftwood with the Ball-Eater docked at the end of the pier a short way to the side. In a henley and jeans, his boots dig into the sand where he sits over his knees, rising when he hears her approach and glances around. ]
[Jester doesn't take very long to show up, though it does look like she put some thought into her appearance for the first time in a couple of days! Her hair is set in soft ringlets, and she's wearing an overall dress over a soft pink sweater, with thigh high socks and a pair of secondhand boots.
She crosses the sand quickly, trying to avoid the tension of a slow approach, and stops a couple of yards away, hands clasped in front of her, tail swinging low near the sand. Her expression is...complicated, but trying to be a smile.]
Hi, Fjord.
She crosses the sand quickly, trying to avoid the tension of a slow approach, and stops a couple of yards away, hands clasped in front of her, tail swinging low near the sand. Her expression is...complicated, but trying to be a smile.]
Hi, Fjord.
Hey ...
[ It's strange, knowing that she knows that he likes her, more so knowing she likes him all on top of everything else. Awkward isn't really how they operate, never have beyond some flustered flirting, and he has some things he wants to ask her after considering how things have gone down. ]
Do you, ah, want to go first?
[ It's strange, knowing that she knows that he likes her, more so knowing she likes him all on top of everything else. Awkward isn't really how they operate, never have beyond some flustered flirting, and he has some things he wants to ask her after considering how things have gone down. ]
Do you, ah, want to go first?
Yeah! Sure!
[Oh, Traveler help her, this is so impossibly awkward. She steps forward and sits down on Fjord's driftwood seat, patting the space next to her and waiting for him to sit before she starts talking.]
Okay, so there's a lot of stuff I want to say, but the most important one is that I'm sorry. I should have just told you everything and let you make up your own mind about it instead of hiding it from you. It was totally unfair of me to do that to you, even if my intentions were good.
[Jester holds his gaze up until now, when her eyes drop to her knees. She's going to have to tell him about Vax eventually, but she's sort of hoping to just. Skirt the issue if she can.]
And I reacted really badly after I found out everything about your life here. It was really...childish of me.
[That's hard for her to own up to, but she does it.]
[Oh, Traveler help her, this is so impossibly awkward. She steps forward and sits down on Fjord's driftwood seat, patting the space next to her and waiting for him to sit before she starts talking.]
Okay, so there's a lot of stuff I want to say, but the most important one is that I'm sorry. I should have just told you everything and let you make up your own mind about it instead of hiding it from you. It was totally unfair of me to do that to you, even if my intentions were good.
[Jester holds his gaze up until now, when her eyes drop to her knees. She's going to have to tell him about Vax eventually, but she's sort of hoping to just. Skirt the issue if she can.]
And I reacted really badly after I found out everything about your life here. It was really...childish of me.
[That's hard for her to own up to, but she does it.]
[ Well. That takes some of the wind out of his sails, feeling more tired than angry. ]
It's done with now, don't worry about it.
[ He shakes his head, pacing around the driftwood toward her. ]
It must have been a lot, finding out someone who was your ... boyfriend [ eyeing her for a moment before glancing away, ] was suddenly sleeping around with mutual friends. In fairness, you handled it better than I would have, if the situations were reversed.
It's done with now, don't worry about it.
[ He shakes his head, pacing around the driftwood toward her. ]
It must have been a lot, finding out someone who was your ... boyfriend [ eyeing her for a moment before glancing away, ] was suddenly sleeping around with mutual friends. In fairness, you handled it better than I would have, if the situations were reversed.
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