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Room 408, Monday Afternoon
Well. Jonothon's first day of classes had been... Educational.

In Science class, he'd been offered a position as a TA, which had caught him off-guard, really. The people gawping at him when he'd spoken in that Religion class was a little more like what he'd been expecting ever since he'd arrived here, though people seemed to rather consistently take his voice in stride right up until that point.

He was trying damn hard not to dwell on any of it too much. He would have to head into town sometime, to see if they had a music store of some sort. And he needed clothing. He could hardly wear the same outfit for the rest of his time here, and laundry was a particular challenge when you didn't have the option of standing around shirtless, anyhow. He'd have to ask Ben what he knew about the places in town where he could get both or either.

For the time being, he'd settle for flopping backward on his bed and staring up at the ceiling.

Ceilings were bloody boring.

[[The door is open if anybody wants to poke at the kind of smelly guy. Will be a shameless linkdrop soon enough, as well. Because I'm just sneaky like that.]]


2009-09-01 12:33 am (UTC) (Link)

Didi stopped by after her shopping trip to town, bag of T&C supplies in hand. "So I think I got a job in a thread yet to be played out," she told him from the doorway. "Isn't that weird? And can you have candy?"


2009-09-01 12:43 am (UTC) (Link)

Jono blinked at his ceiling a couple of times before sitting up and looking at the girl in the door.

Oh, the girl he'd met on the shuttle! He'd actually liked her, so the question of candy didn't really sting as much as it might have otherwise.

//I can't, luv. But thanks for the offer.// He paused, turning around and slinging his legs over the edge of the bed. //Yer've found yerself a job already? That's impressive. Where at?//

Edited at 2009-09-01 12:46 am (UTC)


2009-09-01 12:52 am (UTC) (Link)

"General store in town," Didi announced, slouching in. "It should be cool. I've never had that kind of job for money, have you?"


2009-09-01 12:57 am (UTC) (Link)

//I used ter play guitar,// Jonothon noted. //Not quite the same, sitting on streetcorners busking for whatever change people might toss in the hat.//

He'd sing, too. He used to have a singing voice. Gayle had liked it, at least.

He shook his head a little.

//There's a general store in town, then? I ought to stop by sometime. I haven't got much of anything, here with me.//

Edited at 2009-09-01 01:02 am (UTC)


2009-09-01 01:05 am (UTC) (Link)

"Busking?" Didi echoed. "I love street musicians. I always used to stay and listen to them, when I could."

A bit of ... something passed over her, and she shook it off.

"It's called Turtle and Canary," she added. "Did Turtle introduce herself to you at the welcome picnic? She seemed to be going up to everybody."


2009-09-01 01:10 am (UTC) (Link)

//She did, luv.// Jonothon gave a nod. //Friendly one, that. Didn't seem put-off by my talking in her head, at least.//

Anyone who was cool with it was automatically categorized under 'friendly' today.


2009-09-01 01:17 am (UTC) (Link)

"People here take unusual stuff really well," Didi noted. "I mean, Turtle's awesome, but ... I'm not used to everybody being so good at weird."

She quirked her jaw. "Did somebody get upset with you here?"

She genuinely liked Jono, and not just in the way she liked everybody.


2009-09-01 01:21 am (UTC) (Link)

//Not upset, at me, really,// he replied, lifting one shoulder in a half-shrug. Dismissive. He was fine. //I was a bit of a distraction in my classes today. Introductions.//

He tapped the side of his head idly with one finger.

//Not everybody is so good at weird. There are still a few out there who need to take a moment to stop and stare, I've found.//


2009-09-01 01:32 am (UTC) (Link)

Didi didn't think he was fine.

"They probably didn't get out enough," she said gently. "Seriously, I don't know what happened to you, but ... it's life, right? Which doesn't make it cool that people stare at you."


2009-09-01 01:41 am (UTC) (Link)

//It's life,// Jono echoed. //'Cool' or not, it's life. The staring's going to be a part of that, like it or not. It's just something else to get used to.//

... Though he appreciated the sentiment. A good deal. It helped.


2009-09-01 01:53 am (UTC) (Link)

"How long has it been?" Didi wondered. "You sound almost okay about it. Sort of."

She quirked her mouth. "If 'okay' is a sliding scale."


2009-09-01 01:59 am (UTC) (Link)

//Very sliding,// Jono allowed, reaching a hand to rub absently at the back of his neck. //It's been a matter of months. But it isn't something that's likely to just up and go away. Either I accept that it's there, or it eats away at my insides. I've had enough of the latter.//

Mostly. Kinda.

If 'insides' were a sliding scale.


2009-09-01 02:14 am (UTC) (Link)

"Couple years ago," Didi said quietly, as she took a seat near Jono, "I met this woman. A God had given her the power to turn herself into any element she wanted." She shrugged. "She hated not being normal. She spent her time locked in her apartment, calling her benefits guy and making faces out of silicon that would dry up and fall off. It was about the saddest thing I've ever seen."

"So -- yeah. On the sliding scale, better than that."

Edited at 2009-09-01 02:21 am (UTC)


2009-09-01 02:46 am (UTC) (Link)

//Better than that,// Jonothon agreed, though his tone was somewhat dubious. He didn't exactly have the most healthy coping strategies under the sun himself. Though... At least he was making an effort to face the world at large.

That was better than that.

//I wouldn't mind a bit of normal. But yer take it where yer can get it.//


2009-09-01 02:57 am (UTC) (Link)

"Mmmm, much better than that." And somehow Didi's boots were very interesting. She shook her hair out of her face. "So ... I should probably tell you I'm not -- well, I'm nobody special right now. But that's not the whole story."

It was so much easier when she could drop this nonchalantly into the middle of a conversation.

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