jolyne is here at the park where they agreed to have a little spar! she's there just stretching a bit and in general enjoying the sun, the large tattoo of very colorful butterfly wings on her back shifting as she does some shoulder stretches.
Axel comes strollin' right along to join Jolyne properly, and giving a wave himself, then starts to do some stretches. Even he knows jumping right into physical activity without some would seriously cramp his style. That said, a casual smile is immediately across his face. ]
Yeah. Some people call me Axel, some Lea. I haven't exactly introduced myself with the latter while I'm here, though. But, I assume you got it all memorized?
And while we're at it, you're definitely Jolyne, sparring partner from another world?
[ well, jolyne is here in the park and she is just flopped in some grass on her back, staring up at the stars. she's got an ice cream in one hand and a suspiciously full pocket on the front of her hoodie. when she sees lea tho, she lifts both arms from her place on the grass. ]
[ That sure was a time, ain't it? The result of which has done nothing but ensured that everyone is all but dreading tomorrow. The opposite of fun times, my friends. ]
I'd say feeling like it was never gonna end.
What 'bout you?
[ Seeing that ice cream brings back memories, enough for him to snort, and ask as he makes a gesture to it: ]
Oh and are you keeping another one of those around? I could go for some ice cream. Though, I'm doubting this place has got the flavor I'm fond of.
[ she shifts a little and rifles around her hoodie for a second before pulling out a second. it's wrapped in foil so it insulates decently and passes it over she was planning on just inhaling it herself, but this... is probably better! it's just one of those little softserve cones with some chocolate sauce. ]
[ jolyne is making her way downtown towards the craft table, some long packages of string in her hands. when she sees lea, she lifts her free hand for a small wave. ]
Whatcha makin'?
[ she doesn't hesitate to sit herself right now in front of him and have a look. ]
[ Axel is indeed already at work! He's been messing around with some of the crafts paper to see what he can do with it.
Those some random patches of failed stuff that look nonsensically disaster-shaped. While some are definitely swans (origami??) and right in his hands at the moment he's got a paper airplane. ]
The newly constructed Airbone CoolAxel 5000.
[ .... why is he like this. ]
What about you? You come up with something neat, or in the middle of putting something together?
Axel isn't exactly in the greatest mood, but fortunately just like a lot of people, he isn't the only one.
He decides at one point to head down to where there's the huge casino. Though, he decides to basically stroll along towards the bar-section and catches sight of Jolyne.
Axel's going to hold up a hand in a friendly wave. ]
Yo, didn't expect to see you here. Then again, this place is exactly the place to be after all of that, huh?
[ konbini time. jolyne is here just filling her basket with canned coffee and just kind of crouched in front of the fridge staring into it. she looks super dead inside right now, but when she sees him, she just lifts her hand. ]
Hey, you.
[ slowly getting up just to bonk her shoulder to him. blehhhh. ]
[ well it's definitely a new week and jolyne is trying to walk around with caution, keeping her eyes peeled for any fuckin' rogue comic book panels because what a joke! she's not some cartoon you can just flash memories of whenever you want!
unfortunately, one memory (4:08 start time to the end) literally punches itself straight through the comic panel the moment she meets axel in the middle to say hello. and you know, she'd try and push him away or get him to just close his damn eyes, but it's kind of impossible when she's literally being jerked back into that terrifying moment, the heat of the meteors, the feeling of glass under her knees, the pain, pain, pain.
she's a little speechless, with her fingers just curled into her palms. it's a testament to her durability, sure, to how she'll do whatever it takes, but seeing it again...
sometimes opening the box where you keep your trauma really sucks! like how you realize, you had to change so quickly, so so quickly, from that girl staring out through your jail cell bars at the moon. ]
[ Certainly not. This place really ought to get the memo, right?
...But, whatever the case, what's done is done. The red head's witness to one of the most wildest fights he's ever dreamed of seeing going right on down. The amount of how many times he's winced mentally are up and counting, and he barely remembers Jolyne even said hello to him because of all that.
Then, just in a blink of an eye, it feels it's over.
Far, far over. He considers apologizing, but looking right at her expression, he gives another response entirely: ]
[ Today has been eventful, for all of the wrong reasons.
Axel, on the other hand, hasn't forgotten exactly about the friends he's made here. So even if he does show up a bit late, he is here, to do his best to help Jolyne. That's why he asks to come over.
Though, this week is persistent as well in an exchange of memories...
Perhaps Jolyne will recall this from an errant comic page. Either earlier in the week, or the time of now.
It starts at a clocktower with sunset skies.
A red head sitting near a blond. One who says, "Hey Axel, you haven't forgotten."
[ well the comic page is really fucking hard to ignore when it starts going. these are always just so difficult to look away from.
but she does blink a moment, shaking her head afterwards with a faint smile. ]
Y'know, I came back in mostly one piece so I'll take it.
[ she's wearing a sling around her arm and just kind of vibing whermstever with a drink beside her. she's not letting a fucked up arm stop her! she does... tilt her head a little bit and brings a knee up to her chest, wrapping her arm around it. thoughtfully: ]
That a friend of yours...? [ from the first few panels. the blue ice cream, she can guess at what that is. ] Sorry... I know this week's kinda invasive...
Axel isn't exactly too happy either, but he knows somebody else who'd be also having a hard time, and he can't help being concerned. So...she will be getting a quick message from a familiar user. ]
[ bruh so much has happened. she knows that axel's already been through this before. and it really does fucking blow... losing someone she's gotten to spend nearly five weeks getting to know. ]
[ well! here is jolyne! i wasn't sure if you meant arcade arcade or the laser tag warehouse, so i will keep it a lil vague! she's looking a little different today? and by different i mean she has some weird holes in her body that have some strange blue thread running in around them? you can't see her bones or organs (yet), but the threads look like they kind of just hanging around? vibing? occasionally shifting and moving through the various little "windows."
she doesn't seem all that perturbed though, because she's just nyooming to axel and like sorry bud she's giving you a (gentle) hug. ]
[ That's all good, arcade arcade can work just fine!
Axel is out and about looking only slightly different with the popping of doggie ears on his head, because yeah, it's about that time.
He blinks at her appearance, and there is a real thread of concern that runs through him, and then she's hugging him. He'll return it lightly before pulling back. It's been a rough past week for them both, to be quite honest. Buddies stick together, yeah? ]
—Oh hey, Jolyne. Good to see you around, especially since the past few days have been kinda crazy.
...Speaking of which, are you hurt or anything like that? You look different than usual.
[ she will be sitting in tanktop with her legs drawn close to her chest. she's fanning herself with a small hand fan with her hair piled up on her head.
miraculously, she is freshly bathed so she doesn't have to show up to the beach covered in gore and... everything else. when she looks at him, her eyes are tired, but she seems genuinely happy to see him. ]
Honestly... I'm gonna be real. That was a nightmare...
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w0, monday
jolyne is here at the park where they agreed to have a little spar! she's there just stretching a bit and in general enjoying the sun, the large tattoo of very colorful butterfly wings on her back shifting as she does some shoulder stretches.
looking over her shoulder, she waves. ]
Are you "Lea"?
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Axel comes strollin' right along to join Jolyne properly, and giving a wave himself, then starts to do some stretches. Even he knows jumping right into physical activity without some would seriously cramp his style. That said, a casual smile is immediately across his face. ]
Yeah. Some people call me Axel, some Lea. I haven't exactly introduced myself with the latter while I'm here, though. But, I assume you got it all memorized?
And while we're at it, you're definitely Jolyne, sparring partner from another world?
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[ she sighs and then throws her arms up. ]
You prefer one name over the other at all?
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w0, saturday
Yo. Lea.
[ kicks her legs ]
How're you doin' after nine hours cooped up?
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I'd say feeling like it was never gonna end.
What 'bout you?
[ Seeing that ice cream brings back memories, enough for him to snort, and ask as he makes a gesture to it: ]
Oh and are you keeping another one of those around? I could go for some ice cream. Though, I'm doubting this place has got the flavor I'm fond of.
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[ snorting a little and then just: ]
Yeah sure, hang on a sec.
[ she shifts a little and rifles around her hoodie for a second before pulling out a second. it's wrapped in foil so it insulates decently and passes it over
she was planning on just inhaling it herself, but this... is probably better!it's just one of those little softserve cones with some chocolate sauce. ]What's your favorite flavor then?
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w1, tuesday
downtowntowards the craft table, some long packages of string in her hands. when she sees lea, she lifts her free hand for a small wave. ]Whatcha makin'?
[ she doesn't hesitate to sit herself right now in front of him and have a look. ]
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Those some random patches of failed stuff that look nonsensically disaster-shaped. While some are definitely swans (origami??) and right in his hands at the moment he's got a paper airplane. ]
The newly constructed Airbone CoolAxel 5000.
[ .... why is he like this. ]
What about you? You come up with something neat, or in the middle of putting something together?
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Did you have to go through like 4,999 iterations before you got 5,000?
[ pfft. she's already sorting out her dumb string. ]
Eh, just bracelets. Something to do with my hands, kinda reminds me a little of Stone Free. It's as close to makin' things outta string as I'll get.
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week 2, post-trial
Axel isn't exactly in the greatest mood, but fortunately just like a lot of people, he isn't the only one.
He decides at one point to head down to where there's the huge casino. Though, he decides to basically stroll along towards the bar-section and catches sight of Jolyne.
Axel's going to hold up a hand in a friendly wave. ]
Yo, didn't expect to see you here. Then again, this place is exactly the place to be after all of that, huh?
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[ man, her face just looks exhausted. but she smiles anyways, tilting her head. ]
Come and join me?
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[ She's valid, so...Axel will come on closer, and plant himself down in the seat next to the other. ]
It's gonna be a long night. So, what'd you end up ordering, anyway? I'm guessing it's something good?
[ Axel hasn't picked anything out himself, so... ]
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w3, sunday
Hey, you.
[ slowly getting up just to bonk her shoulder to him. blehhhh. ]
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It's been a long day. No, a long three days. ]
Hey, fancy meeting you here.
[ He's pulled up his own basket. Probably has got some canned tuna, some other mild essentials too. ]
You know, I figured things might have gotten a bit easier since we were used to how everything's been going...not ten times harder.
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[ calls em like she sees em ]
... You turning into a cat now? [ poking a can of tuna in his basket! ]
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w4, monday or tuesday take your pick
unfortunately, one memory (4:08 start time to the end) literally punches itself straight through the comic panel the moment she meets axel in the middle to say hello. and you know, she'd try and push him away or get him to just close his damn eyes, but it's kind of impossible when she's literally being jerked back into that terrifying moment, the heat of the meteors, the feeling of glass under her knees, the pain, pain, pain.
she's a little speechless, with her fingers just curled into her palms. it's a testament to her durability, sure, to how she'll do whatever it takes, but seeing it again...
sometimes opening the box where you keep your trauma really sucks! like how you realize, you had to change so quickly, so so quickly, from that girl staring out through your jail cell bars at the moon. ]
can do monday, time is fake
...But, whatever the case, what's done is done. The red head's witness to one of the most wildest fights he's ever dreamed of seeing going right on down. The amount of how many times he's winced mentally are up and counting, and he barely remembers Jolyne even said hello to him because of all that.
Then, just in a blink of an eye, it feels it's over.
Far, far over. He considers apologizing, but looking right at her expression, he gives another response entirely: ]
...Hey, Jolyne. You going to be alright?
by w4 it definitely is.
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week 4, thursday, pre-curfew
Axel, on the other hand, hasn't forgotten exactly about the friends he's made here. So even if he does show up a bit late, he is here, to do his best to help Jolyne. That's why he asks to come over.
Though, this week is persistent as well in an exchange of memories...
Perhaps Jolyne will recall this from an errant comic page. Either earlier in the week, or the time of now.
It starts at a clocktower with sunset skies.
A red head sitting near a blond. One who says, "Hey Axel, you haven't forgotten."
"Hm? What?"
"You made us a promise."
..."I did?"
"That you'd always be there...to bring us back."
Then, it segues into a memory of a different kind. One that involves a Queen Mouse in trouble, who is eventually helped by one Axel.
But, Axel will push past those memories, and instead focus on a friend right in front of him. He has some time before curfew sets in, after all. ]
Hey, Jolyne.
How're you holding up?
[ If there was a comic page he brushed it harshly aside. Is she still wounded? Because he will look her over. ]
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but she does blink a moment, shaking her head afterwards with a faint smile. ]
Y'know, I came back in mostly one piece so I'll take it.
[ she's wearing a sling around her arm and just kind of vibing whermstever with a drink beside her. she's not letting a fucked up arm stop her! she does... tilt her head a little bit and brings a knee up to her chest, wrapping her arm around it. thoughtfully: ]
That a friend of yours...? [ from the first few panels. the blue ice cream, she can guess at what that is. ] Sorry... I know this week's kinda invasive...
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week 4, post-investigation
Axel isn't exactly too happy either, but he knows somebody else who'd be also having a hard time, and he can't help being concerned. So...she will be getting a quick message from a familiar user. ]
Yo, Jolyne.
Just reaching on out. Are you doing alright?
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lea hey
i knew it was going to happen at some point
weve been too lucky
just wish it didnt have to be real
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w6, monday
she doesn't seem all that perturbed though, because she's just nyooming to axel and like sorry bud she's giving you a (gentle) hug. ]
Hey man.
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Axel is out and about looking only slightly different with the popping of doggie ears on his head, because yeah, it's about that time.
He blinks at her appearance, and there is a real thread of concern that runs through him, and then she's hugging him. He'll return it lightly before pulling back. It's been a rough past week for them both, to be quite honest. Buddies stick together, yeah? ]
—Oh hey, Jolyne. Good to see you around, especially since the past few days have been kinda crazy.
...Speaking of which, are you hurt or anything like that? You look different than usual.
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week 6, thursday, pre-curfew
Therefore, he doesn't waste time in showing up at the Crimson Phoenix dormitory, to see if he can find Jolyne as fast as he can.
Once he is there, he will also make sure to check in again on her condition. When he so happens to spot her on the couch. ]
Yo, Jolyne? How you doing?
[ Definitely not an 'are you alright', but a straightforward request into her current condition first. ]
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miraculously, she is freshly bathed so she doesn't have to show up to the beach covered in gore and... everything else. when she looks at him, her eyes are tired, but she seems genuinely happy to see him. ]
Honestly... I'm gonna be real. That was a nightmare...
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