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Room 408, Thursday Evening
Jonothon was in a mighty fine mood as he pored over music magazines and poked through newspapers from the mainland, trying to figure out if there were any concerts coming up that would be likely to be appreciated by certain time-tossed individuals that he happened to know from his own time, as well.

It was a funny thing, but since his conversation with Emma yesterday on the roof, Jono had been able to just... move forward. Everything seemed to slide away like water off a duck's back. And then there had been the play today, with Didi, and... Well. Just because he didn't have vocal cords didn't mean he wasn't able to hum, did it? It was just... very quiet humming, that was all.

Springsteen didn't seem to have any tour dates set for 2010, that he could find. But that was quite alright. He would persevere!

... Which was a weird concept for Jono in and of itself, but he wasn't knocking it, here.

[Tacked up with one in mind, but open beforehand, if anyone wants to boggle at eerily happy Jono.]


2009-12-11 12:14 am (UTC) (Link)

Now that she'd successfully repressed all the baby mama drama over the weekend and her--brain cancer--Jean was back to being cheerful and perky.

Or obnoxious depending on your feelings.

"Hi, Jono!" She said, knocking on the door to look at Jonothon Evan Starsmore, the stunningly handsome and ridiculously wealthy rock-star descendant of the late Jack Starsmore, heir of the vast Starsmore Fortune, esteemed leader of the mighty and powerful Clan Akkaba, and wielder of Mysterious Powers of Which He Never Spoke!


2009-12-11 12:18 am (UTC) (Link)

//Jean!// Just the somebody that Jono had been hoping to talk to, sooner or later, about possibly going holiday shopping! Because goodness knew he was no good at colour-coordinating, and maybe she'd be helpful in that regard, and also, he had to apologize to her over things that had happened over the weekend that... He was fairly certain were troubling to some degree, but he couldn't be arsed to worry about them too much.

He opened the door and gave her a pleasant little nod of his head. //Evening, sunshine!//

Yes. Everyone was 'sunshine,' today.


2009-12-11 12:22 am (UTC) (Link)

Oh. Well.

Maybe her cheer had finally rubbed off on him! Even if it was almost disturbing to hear. "You're in a good mood," She replied, smiling because her plan to make him chipper totes worked.


2009-12-11 12:25 am (UTC) (Link)

Her plan to make him chipper had apparently been so effective that he had been in a good mood since yesterday afternoon, and for whatever reason, he hadn't been able to shake it!

... Though admittedly, he hadn't been trying very hard to do so, either.

//I haven't really got any reason to be otherwise, have I?//

Except for that whole 'face on fire' thing, and the whole, 'I was whole this weekend and now I'm not' thing. And a touch of 'I usually have horrible guilt issues and for some reason I don't, anymore,' for good measure. Other than that?



2009-12-11 12:30 am (UTC) (Link)

Jean gave him a slightly funny look before bravely soldiering on. "Right," She replied, still smiling.

"I'm glad to see the weekend didn't linger." Because she'd been worried, okay? Worried about her Jojojojononon.


2009-12-11 12:47 am (UTC) (Link)

//What is there to linger?// Aside from... all of it, ever. //I'm standing here, so's everybody else. All mysterious illnesses are gone, and everything's back to th'way it was.//

Which he'd been very upset about on Monday. Huh. That was odd.

//Yer gettin' over th'shock of the weekend well, I hope?//


2009-12-11 12:50 am (UTC) (Link)

"Uh, yeah," Jean replied slowly, shaking her head. "I was wondering if you wanted to go Christmas shopping, actually. I promise no taking you to the Gap."

Banana Republic on the other hand...


2009-12-11 12:54 am (UTC) (Link)

//We can go to th'Gap, if yer want to,// Jono decided, thus breaking the very fabric of time and space. Or something. //I don't particularly mind, really. Yer wanted to get me into some colours, after all. There might be... I don't know. Turtlenecks there, perhaps. A turtleneck might work for me, actually.//

He'd look all... urban prep boy.

It would be eerie.


2009-12-11 12:56 am (UTC) (Link)

"..." Jean stared even more. Because--um--what?

"Are you joking with me?"


2009-12-11 01:02 am (UTC) (Link)

//... Why would I be joking? I was actually thinking about asking yer if yer wanted to go with me, actually. I'm no good at shopping.//

He'd just kind of stand there stupidly going, 'Why yes, this does, in fact, appear to be a mall.'

Right up until he figured out where the nearest music shop was.


2009-12-11 01:03 am (UTC) (Link)

"Are you okay?" Jean asked, mildly aware of his aversion to her style. Even if that would only make her try harder for him to grudgingly wear it.

This was... weird.


2009-12-11 01:10 am (UTC) (Link)

Jono actually took a moment to consider that question. Nope. Still couldn't come up with any reasons not to be okay! And therefore...

//Never better, actually. It's been a good day. Had one of th'classes that I enjoy, spent some time with Didi. How does Saturday or Sunday sound, for shopping?//

Yes. A weekend only a couple of weeks before Christmas. Jonothon was suggesting that they hit up a mall, on one of the busiest shopping days of the year. He wasn't running a fever, either.


2009-12-11 01:12 am (UTC) (Link)

And he was eye smiling. A lot.

Jean frowned for a moment. "Did one of those green things bite you?"


2009-12-11 01:14 am (UTC) (Link)

He was putting forth a valiant effort to make that smile reach all of his face! Even the bits that weren't there! It kind of made his cheeks ache. He was out of practise. Which was a bloody shame, if you asked him, and it meant that he simply had to smile more often.

//Not that I'm aware of. And I'm fairly certain I would have noticed, at that. Why?//


2009-12-11 01:16 am (UTC) (Link)

"You're acting weird," Jean finally said, reaching over to check his temperature. Because that would help. "Did anything happen?"

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