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[text/action] forward dating to super early thurs morning + mid afternoon [video]

Dear Poppop,
After what happened the other night, I feel I need a little self reflection time.
If you could please keep an eye on Jake, Dirk and Aradia,
I would be incredibly grateful.
- Jane

To Dirk,
Please don't worry about me, Mr. Strider!
I felt like taking a short trip on my own,
and on a spur of the moment feeling, decided to leave early.
I will keep in touch!
- Jane

To Aradia,
I do hope it won't be much trouble to ask that you to keep Jake and Dirk out of trouble.
Jake with his sense of direction,
and Dirk with his sassy, cool attitude.
I will keep in touch,
so please don't worry!
- Jane

Jake,
I sincerely apologize for the way I behaved at the party,
it was absolutely terrible of me to let myself get so drunk.
I thought about my actions, and decided to take a small trip.
I will keep in touch, so don't worry about me.
- Jane
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[Now that she was packed up and those notes were promptly placed on their respective doors, Jane made quick work of slipping on her boots and jacket. Very quietly, she slipped out the door and shut it even quieter, and led her small group of Pokemon towards the south end of town. On reaching the very edge, Jane moved and saddled up on her Deerling, two Growlithe moving in to flank her, and both strapped with two eggs each; Jane carried the last that had been on James' back.

Over the river and through the woods,
to nowhere in particular she goes..]
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[It's much later in the day when the video feed gets bumped on, where Calli the Chikorita is wiggling the gear with her vines, holding it out of reach of a whining Shinx. In the background, there's sounds of ... a battle? Lou and James are in the middle of a tag team battle, taking on some wild Pokemon with Jane and judging from the sounds that continue, are doing quite well; Calli and Geoff continue playing tag with the gear for another good ten minutes, before there is some displeased barking.

Both little ones drop the gear and scurry away, where a Growlithe shows up on the feed and yaps at the screen some more. It's not much longer before Jane finally appears, looking.. well, all sorts of weary and tired. Giving the dog Pokemon a dubious look, she reaches down to get the gear.]

Comet, shush! No one is there!

[Rubbing one eye and looking at the screen again, Jane almost jumps out of her skin on seeing that red recording light. Smacking her hand over the camera, she fumbles a few minutes before it turns off.]

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[So guess who hasn't been to bed yet? This guy. When everyone else went to bed, Bro took that as his opportunity to get wasted and make a fool of himself on the network with Roxanne. He quit after a while, though, and managed to sober up for the most part before laying down. He didn't quite manage to fall asleep before hearing the sounds of Jane leaving. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have cared. But considering their talk the night before, he can't help but wonder just what the hell is going on.

So he hastily throws on his winter clothes and, despite the temperature, follows behind her outside. He's going to tail her a while, not letting her know she's being followed. It's when she gets to the outskirts of town and he realizes she's actually attempting to leave that he finally steps out of hiding and reveals his presence to her.]

Yo! Where the fux you goin'?

[Jane very nearly fell right off her Deerling when the voice spoke up, startled. Turning slowly, where as Comet starts yipping excitedly, OH, THERE'S A FRIEND? HI FRIEND!!!, Jane looked a little relieved to see Bro standing there, not Dirk.]

Oh! Um, I was just.. gong to head towards Azalea town, that's all! I mean, the forest is between so it will take a bit but I'm certain I will be just fine! [HA. HA HA... HA..ha.. yeah she's pretty sure she would have to get James to RUN before she'd be out of this pan.] Uh, what are you doing up so early?

[Even if she'd have fallen, he would've been there in less than a second to catch her, so never fear. He just gives the Deerling a raised eyebrow, before turning his attention to Jane, who he can tell feels kinda awkward and surprised to see him.]

Isn't that a few days' trip? [And he shrugs.] Haven't been to bed yet.

It's.. maybe a week and some extra days. [The Deerling just trots in a little circle, Jane still seated on his back; she works on getting him to chill out and stay put.] It's not good to stay up so late then, Bro. Make sure you get some good rest when you do go to bed, alright?

[In otherwords, don't get up again in two hours. Now, can she sidestep the 'I'm going to Azalea'? Is she really going to make it?]

[Bro raises an eyebrow at that, regarding both her and the Deerling with an air of curiosity. For one, he can't understand why the Deerling is so damn cheerful. For two, he can't understand why Jane would randomly be taking a week and a half trip all of a sudden after Christmas.]

A week. You've just randomly decided to take a week and a half trip the day after Christmas without tellin' anybody? [He's choosing to ignore the sleeping comment. You are not his mother, he lives by his rules, etc.] I'm callin' bullshit on that one, sorry kiddo. Now you're gonna have to tell me what the hell's going on.

[Nope, no success on that front. Jane's expression goes a bit awkward, before she's sighing and looking down at her boots; James seems to sense the change enough to quit trotting all over the place, stopping right in front of Bro.]

I made quite a fool of myself at the party. I'm.. not quite sure I can face Jake right now.

[Of course it would be that. He can't really say he's surprised, considering she seemed pretty torn up over shit last night, and drinking escapades are always cringe worthy in hindsight.

Trust him, he knows. He knoooows.]

You might've made a fool of yourself, but who the hell cares? It ain't no reason to just run away. Besides, everybody else made a fool of themselves last night. If everyone just left, we'd have kids scattering all the hell around Johto.

No, it's -- it got worse. [Nope she can't look up.]

Rolal got me another drink and, silly me, I drank it, and then kept drinking again without another thought. I almost kissed John, mistaking him for Jake, and then I.. I finally found Jake, and I kissed him. [IF SHE COULD HUNCH HER SHOULDERS MORE AND BURY HER FACE IN HER SCARF, SHE WOULD.]

Then when he looked confused to all hell, I ran off.

[Alright. Bro can't stop himself from letting out a sigh and pressing a hand to his forehead. He's getting a headache. A really, really big one, and it's probably due to whatever hangover he's probably going to have from all the alcohol he had after everyone went to sleep.]

And what have we learned from this? When Bro says enough booze, he means enough fuckin' booze. I hope we've also learned not to take any goddamn drink from Roxanne. I thought you would've known better after our talk!

[Immediately after speaking, he knows he kind of lost his temper there, and that this is a delicate situation. She needs a dose of reality, though, and he hopes that's enough to give it to her. But even so, he realizes he needs to dial it down a notch now and that's what he intends to do.]

...Alright, I'm not gonna apologize for that, 'cuz you needed to hear it. But now I'm gonna say that it ain't entirely your fault, either. You weren't in your right head. You did some embarrassing things, but it's not the end of the world, and everything's gonna be fine.

[He takes in a deep breath.]

And upon further thought, maybe getting away really is a good idea. It'll give everybody some space and give you the chance to calm down and distance yourself from everything a while.

[She really couldn't help flinching at the scold, but she didn't try to hide any further from it; there wasn't really much else left she could do to hunker into her jacket, after all. Jane simply fiddled her gloves in her lap quietly, taking the words with a nod agreement.]

No, you're right. I really.. really should have stopped. I just wanted to get back to the point where I was having fun.

[With the mention of leaving, Jane just nods again, letting out a weak half laugh.] Exactly. I mean, after I ran off from Jake, I only got myself in another big pile of trouble by kissing my friend who likes wearing clown make-up, and then it starts to become a blur. There was something about building a cup fort with Rose, and I'm.. pretty certain it's why I woke up under the kitchen table.

[Aka: getting the hell out of here because wow.]

You could've had fun sober!

[Resisting urge to rub his temples. Headache getting worse. Man he's never felt more like a parent than he does right now, and it's an odd feeling. It just makes him feel old. Really. fucking. old.]

I... you- God, there's so much wrong with that statement that I can't even begin to figure out where to start. So maybe I'll just start with the part that really fucking jumps out at me. You kissed the clown. Isn't he like, I don't fucking know, way too old for you? You're gonna get the guy thrown in jail!

I know better now! [Though that comment makes her blink a little in confusion, before tilting her head with a small shake.]

No? Gamzee is roughly my age, I believe. I suppose he said sweeps, but that's only a different measure of counting years. He's fourteen or fifteen in human years, if I'm counting right.

[Jane doesn't mean to do this as a talk back, because she feels guilty that it's about as soon as Bro offered to be her adult figure to take odd, adult topics to, she's gone and started causing trouble. In the end, she's looking back down at her lap.]

I'm sorry.

[...

........

...............

Did he... just hear right.]

[Of fucking course he heard right. His hearing is flawless. There is literally no fucking way that he could have heard her wrong. You've got to be shitting him. You've got to be fucking. shitting. him.

He kissed a goddamn.

Kid.

Fuck his life.

Maybe she's wrong though. She has to be wrong. Please let her be wrong.]

What?

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What?

[Looking up, she's not realizing just what epiphany Bro had.]

What do you mean what? It's a pretty fucking straightforward question, Jane!

[If he's snippy, it's because he's having a crisis right now.]

What was the question? About Gamzee being too old? He's not?

No! I meant... Are you actually sure he's not at least 18? He fuckin' looks 18. Are you sure you didn't just, I dunno, add up the sweeps wrong or whatever? Please??

[PLEASE.]

I'm pretty sure. Um. [She's getting the inkling that something. Happened.] Is it better if I don't ask and just relate it to drinking? [WELL, THERE WAS A LOT OF MISTLETOE AROUND THAT NIGHT.]

[Fuck his life. Fuck it. Jesus Christ. He doesn't even have the excuse of being drunk and that's what just puts the cherry right smack dab on this fucking cake. The cake he never asked for.

Fuck cake, he never wants cake again. It can go burn in an oven for all he cares at this point. If he were to actually be thinking of cake right now. Because honestly he's not- he's thinking about how much he hates everything and augh. He'd done so well! So, so well. And the clown fucking ruined it.]

... Nope. Nooope. Everything is perfectly. fucking. fine. See, I'm responsible. I don't do anything I ain't supposed to under the influence.

[He just does it sober apparently.]

So. Anyway. Yeah. You kissed him. Well then. Alright.

[He doesn't even know what to say anymore, he just wants to crawl away forever. He feels so...

Dirty.]

Somewhere between thirteen and fourteen actually.

[Yeah, don't mind him cutting in here with that could not give a single fuck less grin.]

I fail to see the motherfucking problem here.

[WHERE THE FUCK DID HE COME FROM]

Oh, well I ... well I don't see a problem?

[If there was ever anything that could scare him more right now, it's the sudden appearance of THAT. FUCKING. CLOWN. He practically jumps out of his skin when Gamzee speaks.]

What the fucking shit are you doing here?!

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threadjack; i'm sorry

no you aren't it's okay 8D

sobs bro just wants to die