Library, [01/30]

[furnaceface]

Once again, Jonothon was back in the library, doing something that resembled work in the wake of trauma. But, really, when wasn't he traumatized, at least a little bit? The work would do him some good, anyhow. It meant that he would have less time to sit around and mope all over himself, telling himself how much of an idiot he was.

Because that was completely productive behaviour.

No, no, today he was stalking about again, eyebrows furrowed, eyes slightly narrowed, with the occasional curl of smoke making its way up from his wrappings. He was without a jacket entirely, today, because one of his jackets was in a horrible state of affairs, and the other had been a gift from somebody that he wasn't quite ready to face, just yet.

He was distracting himself by looking through the aisles for inspiration on some kind of display to set up, today. Something that had nothing to do with the upcoming holiday.

Maybe music. You could never go wrong with music.

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Re: Talk to Jono

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"I always do," she said, with a faint smile that said she knew exactly what he was doing. "I was thinking of going for a walk, later."

Re: Talk to Jono

[furnaceface]

//Oh?// Actually, a walk didn't sound too terrible, either. Something well away from... more or less everything. Almost like hiding, at a glance, yes. But then, Jono hid like his life depended on it at the best of times.

He was just very good at hiding that fact, too.

//That sort of Sunday, is it?//

Re: Talk to Jono

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"It is," she said, with another faint smile.

Then--

"Did you want to come?"

Rosalind had no real inclinations to talk on the walk, but company would be nice enough.

Re: Talk to Jono

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There was a moment's pause, while Jonothon's mind ticked out reason after reason for him to turn that offer down. Not having a jacket that he was willing to wear was probably the most valid of his excuses, at the moment. Everything else was just... filler. That nagging voice in the back of his head that constantly tried to dissuade him from ever getting anything done at all.

He was getting good at ignoring filler.

//If you don't mind a pit-stop in town early on,// he replied, quietly. //I need to replace my jacket so I don't freeze out there.//

Again.

Re: Talk to Jono

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

To her credit, Rosalind said nothing about the fact that he lost his jackets quite regularly.

"Of course," she murmured, "that is no problem at all."

Re: Talk to Jono

[furnaceface]

Really, he needed to get himself an entire closet full of them. Was it possible to buy leather jackets in bulk? Jono would be all over that, at the rate he was going.

//Thank you, luv. It shouldn't take too long.//

He had two, technically. One had been a gift from Raven. The other was currently full of knife-holes and bloodstains and burn marks, and wasn't exactly fit to wear out in public, anymore. Just to get to the library today, he'd tugged on a turtleneck over his wrappings, and then he'd run like hell.

Re: Talk to Jono

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"It's no problem," she said, with another faint smile. "Shall I meet you here at the end of your shift?"

Re: Talk to Jono

[furnaceface]

He nodded a little, rearranging a few more books back and forth for the sake of looking busy.

//I'll see you then?//

Re: Talk to Jono

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

She nodded.

"Until then."

Which was all she needed, really, to slip off.