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Library [02/28]
As thankful as Jonothon was that people were going to be returning to the island today (one person in particular, who he was going to have to grab hold of and possibly never let go), he was definitely heaving a mental sigh at the realization that this meant that the place would stop being so blissfully quiet.
At least there would always be the library.
... Barring a freak accident or alien attack or something, at least.
[Open!]
At least there would always be the library.
... Barring a freak accident or alien attack or something, at least.
[Open!]

Morning
While he really can't properly appreciate that today is National Tooth Fairy Day anymore, and Floral Design Day doesn't mean a thing to him at all, the fact that it's also International Sword Swallowers Day is pretty bloody cool.
Noon
Afternoon
And wondering how in the world one would go about properly honouring 'National Umbrella Month,' perhaps.
It would be easier for him to manage than figuring out how to celebrate 'Play The Recorder Month.'
People really did celebrate bloody near everything, didn't they?
Re: Afternoon
No. Three and a half. She stuck her suitcase in the dorm lobby so she wouldn't have to keep lugging it around, first.
She entered the library carrying a small bag, with a vague intention of playing it cool that evaporated the second she looked to the counter and saw Jono in all his glorious Jono-ness.
"I'm back! I missed you!"
Re: Afternoon
Jono did not get up to go around the desk in order to grab her and pull her into a hug, no.
He went over the desk, instead. Going around would have taken too damn long.
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//Long week,// he agreed. //Did yer have fun, at least?//
Please?
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In so many ways.
"Did you have fun here?"
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He shifted his weight a bit, and then gave his shoulders a shrug.
//That was less quiet.//
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Well. He was still as in one piece as he ever was, anyhow.
"What happened?" she asked.
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//Nothing new and unusual, so far as the students back at th'Academy are concerned,// he replied. //Kidnapped by a mutant cannibal, buried alive. Found out what it was like to have teeth gnawing my ribs from th'inside. That sort of thing.//
A pause.
//Th'last part was Gayle's idea, I think. Have I told yer much about Gayle?//
Apparently he'd missed the 'she is bloody psycho' part.
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//She... I was with her when my powers manifested. Thought I'd hurt her, when it happened. A lot. That was most of th'reason that I went to Massachusetts. Couldn't face her, after that. Didn't have it in me.//
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Didi set aside the and you didn't think it was worth telling me this out of sheer concern for him right then, though that was something to talk about. "So you ran away and never really heard what had happened?" she asked, hoping she had it straight. "And now she's ... kind of angry and sadistic?"
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Toescuff. Feel like a complete arse. Yep.
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It was insane.
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Didi was good at this.
//Also, she can walk. Didn't hurt her near as bad as she wanted me t'think.//
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"... oh. Well. So at least you can feel less guilty about that." Didi kind of thought the bitch probably deserved it. "How'd you get out of it? This week, I mean."
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//I didn't, so much. Spent most of it up t'my shoulders in dirt wearin' a psionic dampener. Th'rest of th'team did all th'hard work.//
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The joy of psionic dampeners.
//But it started, more or less, when I got a letter from Gayle sayin' she'd be in America, and she wanted t'talk with me. T'sort out what happened.//
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//I did, actually,// he agreed. //Yer don't exactly expect somebody that yer grew up with to suddenly have connections with the cannibalistic mutant that nearly ate yer when yer first set foot in America. I was expecting a guilt-trip and a thorough yelling-at, at best.//
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//Actually, I didn't.//
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//We all went into Boston, but I split up with th'rest to meet up with Gayle. She... Attacked me.// That was not easy to admit. //And when I came to, th'entire team was bound up, and we were back in th'woods near th'Academy.//
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But, you know, other than that? No huge injuries.
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Yeah, that was all Didi had once she finished gaping.
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For a guy who was powerless unless there were other mutants about, but that was beside the point.
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//The others have gone off looking for him,// he replied, and then sent something like a sigh before stepping forward to gather her into his arms. //He'll be fine. He gets into trouble on a more or less regular basis.//
No. Really. Everett getting into trouble was the reason Jono was in Fandom in the first place.
//And I've managed t'make my peace. I... Never thought that'd happen.//
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That didn't mean he didn't struggle with that power any less than he did before. But there was a huge weight off of his shoulders.
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//'M sorry,// he said, still maybe a little mumbly. //F'r every time I jerked away. I won't, anymore. I shouldn't've then.//
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Scary, to admit that.
"But I'm glad I can touch you, now. It took a while."
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//I love you too,// he replied, and this time, he wasn't mumbling in the least.
He held her even more closely, actually. If ever there was a time to try to squeeze Didi ridiculously tightly, now was probably pretty much it.
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Didi made Destiny's voice SHUT UP. The Eldest wasn't wanted, here and now. Now was for squeezing back, and whispering, "I know."
Talk To The Librarian
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... that was a sport, right?
There was work to do. He'd do it. Sometime.
OOC
Parked in front of my hi-def TV in my Team Canada gear, drinking from my 2010 Olympic Sports bottle with the hockey player on it, pasting maple leaf temporary tattoos all over my face.
Shut up, I am totally not a corporate tool.
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NEENER.
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How can I *not* root for my own country? I root for Canada unless they are playing us! Surely that must count for something?
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And I suppooooose that can count for something. Just this once. :D