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The Apartment Above the Groovy Tunes, Thursday Afternoon
Jono was having a pretty mellow afternoon at home in his apartment, today. There was a mild sense of unease, the sort that suggested that maybe he'd left an oven on somewhere (he obviously hadn't) or possibly left the till in the music shop unlocked (he quite possibly had), but he couldn't for the life of himself figure out just where today's flavour of uncomfortable had come from. He brushed it off as nothing easily enough, at least. His entire life was a study in little nagging feelings like those. Sooner or later, he'd always figure out what that little chewing feeling was, and either he'd take care of it, it would turn out to be ultimately unimportant, or...

Or that other third option that he tried not to think about. The one that was all fire and sadness and probably people dying or something.

He set about ignoring that third option a little more vehemently the moment he let himself think about it being a possibility at all, deciding to actually tidy up a little in the living room. There were pet toys strewn about, Joni had chewed a few more feathers off of what was left of yet another replacement feather-stick, and he'd kicked his socks off somewhere, but he could only spot one of them on the floor no matter how hard he looked.

That was probably what that feeling was about. Maybe Angelo had eaten a sock.

... Rinoa's dog. Not Jono's former teammate from home.

[OOC: Open for glacial slowplay. Can reply in e-mail threads for posting later, or late this evening!]


2015-03-05 01:27 pm (UTC) (Link)


"Oooh, you guessed where we were going!" Karla cooed to her daughter, feeling Kayla's mind drift out and find Jono's. She still wasn't entirely sure how Kayla was doing that, considering that she was far too young for anything approaching psychic threads, but Kayla didn't seem to be letting that stop her. Not when it came to connecting with 'the Music' and, to a lesser extent, Karla herself. "What a smart girl you are! Yes, you are. We're gonna let Daddy fly around and be grumpy for a few hours while you wrap Uncle Jono tighter around your tiny fingers and Mommy wonders once again why she hasn't lit his couch on fire."



2015-03-06 03:07 am (UTC) (Link)

Oh, Jono knew that little tickle of exclamation. He knew it well, and he was down the stairs and opening the door before Karla could so much as knock. There was a Kayla out there, and Kaylas got the royal treatment whenever he got to see them.

//Sunshine!// Yes, he was sending the baby a little burst of happiness and welcome and warmth. And then he was acknowledging that someone had to bring her here. //And Karla. C'mon in, luv, make yourself at home.//

On the couch. That couch. Go on. Try.


2015-03-06 03:18 am (UTC) (Link)

"So glad to be remembered," Kayla said wryly, even as Kayla was sending Jono a stream of happy feelings and proto-thoughts. She was still too young even for baby babble, but the feeling of warmth/sun/niceness/happy/loves was easily transferable down the link. "She's picking you up from further away now. I don't know if its because she's getting older or something, but we didn't even make it into town before she started getting fussy and excited."'

She offered Kayla to him, making sure the baby blanket was tucked neatly around her. "You want her now, or when we get upstairs?"


2015-03-06 03:24 am (UTC) (Link)

//She just knows her Uncle Jono,// he decided, reaching to take the baby and letting his own warm happy thoughts just drift free in the area around him. For Kayla, for Karla, for the bloody squirrels to pick up if they wanted. He didn't care. Karla had brought Sunshine over to visit. //Doesn't she? Isn't that right, Kayla-luv?//

Maybe he needed the happy fuzzies today. He was apparently very concerned about that sock.


2015-03-06 03:27 am (UTC) (Link)

"Why do I feel like this visit's gonna involve me napping on the Couch That Comfort Forgot while you spend the entire afternoon talking to my daughter?" Karla asked, rolling her eyes even though she didn't mean a word of it. "I should start charging rent. Every twenty minutes you spend with Kayla, you put money towards a new couch."

She wondered how many of his nightmares came from the bar that wedged directly into his spine through one of the so-called 'cushions.' PROBABLY A LOT.


2015-03-06 03:27 am (UTC) (Link)

//Oh, c'mon,// Jono scoffed, rolling his eyes right back as he made his way up the stairs. //If you wound up napping here, I'd at least offer you a bed to sleep in. Not mine, though.//

Because his bedroom was a mess of nightmares and psychic scents that would pretty much guarantee a more uncomfortable sleep than the couch, thank you.


2015-03-06 03:53 am (UTC) (Link)

"So...Squall and Rinoa's?" Karla teased. She followed him up, one hand lightly resting on his lower back, a kind of wordless 'I'm here' for him. "I'm sure they'd really appreciate that."


2015-03-06 03:55 am (UTC) (Link)

//You never know. They might. Maybe they've been looking to add some extra flavour into their personal lives, I haven't been asking,// Jono shared. Because he was a brat. //How've you been?//

He opened the upstairs door and led her out into the living room. Newly tidied!


2015-03-06 04:23 am (UTC) (Link)

"Darling, don't tease me so. You know I have a thing for feathers and males in leather pants. And Warren still refuses to indulge my leather fetish."

She carelessly flung herself onto the couch, then winced as something dug into her kidney. Was this damn thing stuffed with rocks?

"I've been...busy," she said, struggling in vain to find a more comfortable position. "Mostly working with Raven, honestly. She's...at the Keep, right now. With Janelle. I wanted to keep her out of Glacia while she's still a danger."


2015-03-06 04:32 am (UTC) (Link)

And my, wasn't Kayla adorable today? Jono took a seat... on the coffee table, actually, while Karla did battle with the sofa. Because he wanted to give her all the room she needed to flop around while he was holding the baby.

//Ah,// he said, with a small, sort of noncommittal nod of his head. //Seems like a good idea.//

They were indoors now, so peeling Kayla out of her winter gear so she wasn't a tiny blue-eyed potato-shaped bundle of baby was super important. Extra double more super important than anything, ever.


2015-03-07 08:10 am (UTC) (Link)

Absolutely it was. And Karla was completely fine with him taking however long he needed to do that, which had nothing to do with him dealing with that information at all, honest.

Kayla was very happy to continue to babble at him with emotions and image fragments while he did. While attempting to put things into her mouth and drool on as much as possible.


"And, you know, dealing with everything that sprang up in the two weeks were gone. For once, there wasn't a single dire emergency waiting for me. Slow fortnight, I guess. Not that I'm complaining."


2015-03-07 01:53 pm (UTC) (Link)

And that was how Jono found out that Kayla was a big fan of the ever-classic 'squeaky pork chop toy.' He contemplated letting her continue playing with Angelo's chew-thing (again, the dog, not the mutant) for a moment longer, and then gently pried it away, offering her the end of one of his wrappings to slobber over while he worked her little booties off, instead.

It stood to be at least somewhat more hygienic. Somewhat.

//Slow is reassuring,// he decided. //Slow is something Glacia hasn't seen nearly enough of. Though 'slow' has a funny way of leaving everyone on-edge even more effectively than 'busy' or even 'exciting.' All that waiting for the other shoe to drop, I suppose.//

Maybe that was what that chewing feeling in the back of his head was about?


2015-03-07 07:04 pm (UTC) (Link)

"Well, so far, 'slow' seems to be just that. Granted, what seems to be and what are are often vastly different, but now that I have full use of my Craft again, people appear to be far less inclined to try anything stupid. No new murders--" she meant of the scarily artistic persuasion, of course, "--no rumblings of treason, no protests or demonstrations about the unsuitability of my Court. It's been rather nice. I think it might be the weather. Spring's here, so people are fleeing out of doors and remembering what sunshine feels like."

Nope. Still not comfortable. Fucking couch.


2015-03-07 07:36 pm (UTC) (Link)

//... I miss sunshine already. Can we go back to Mexico?//

Jono was allowed to complain about the snow, okay? He was pretty sure he'd been living in winter for bloody near forever, now.

//And people actually getting over your Court, finally? It's been bloody long enough, perhaps they're actually starting to accept that nothing's about to change in that regard, and the Territory is, in fact, not falling apart just because of a handful of people who don't wear a Jewel.//


2015-03-07 08:47 pm (UTC) (Link)

What, exactly, had he been expected when he agreed to serve in a Territory named Glacia?

*<☼>?* Kayla was helping!

"I think you and Morton gutted most of the real resistance," Karla said, unobtrusively elbowing the arm of the couch. "And we've spent the last few months mopping up a lot of what was left. Not saying it's all hugs and roses now, but..." She shrugged, giving up this current scuffle with the couch. "It seems like most of the agitators are gone."

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