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<jaded>

[fourthsaken]

i didn't do much. jack was the only one home when he showed up.

but it was no problem. is he doing okay?

<ofhappiness>

[gopluckyourself]

I mean he's sad and dead so not really

<jaded>

[fourthsaken]

right.

how're you holding up? that's a lot to handle. i feel like i still haven't processed everything that happened, and wirt and i aren't even super close.

<ofhappiness>

[gopluckyourself]

I'm fine

people die here all the time you get used to it

<jaded>

[fourthsaken]

maybe you get used to it. i'm never going to.

<ofhappiness>

[gopluckyourself]

then you better hope that the people you like aren't complete idiots

<jaded>

[fourthsaken]

dude, i'm friends with jack. you really think he's not gonna do something stupid one of these days?

<ofhappiness>

[gopluckyourself]

no I assumed he'd do something stupid the second he got the chance

with guys like him you have to work to limit the chances

<jaded>

[fourthsaken]

there's not stopping the inevitable, but i'm tempted to get them leashes or some shit. that might deter them.

<ofhappiness>

[gopluckyourself]

I have one for Wirt trust me it doesn't help

<jaded>

[fourthsaken]

yeah? maybe it's time to just lock them in their rooms. we can slide food under the door.

<ofhappiness>

[gopluckyourself]

that might work for Jack but I worked really hard to get Wirt to come out of his room more

otherwise he gets mopey and insufferable

<jaded>

[fourthsaken]

he might have earned a couple days of moping after dying. just a thought.

<ofhappiness>

[gopluckyourself]

I know it's not like I'm making him go outside now

I think I've been really nice to him

<jaded>

[fourthsaken]

you have. you totally have. but it sounds like you could use a break.

you wanna come by?

<ofhappiness>

[gopluckyourself]

[The reply takes a little while. Does she even want to hang out with someone, does she really need a break-- is Wirt safely taking a nap or something in his room and unlikely to try to leave.]

yeah okay

see you in a little while

<jaded>

[fourthsaken]

see you then.

action!

[gopluckyourself]

[A few hours later-- she is a pro at this bus thing by now, tell you what-- Beatrice knocks on the door of Jade's apartment.]

[fourthsaken]

[Jade had been impatiently waiting for Beatrice to arrive, pacing the apartment and stress cleaning her room. Jade knows it shouldn't be a big deal, but it's been so long since she's done something normal and invited a friend over (and she only calls Beatrice a friend tentatively) that she can't help but be nervous. She goes to open the door, forcing herself to look casual and not like she'd been stressed out for the last few hours.]

Hey! You made it. Sorry we live all the way out here.

[gopluckyourself]

[Beatrice shrugs, waving off Jade's apology. The smile she's got on looks a little forced, a side effect of being tired and out of practice at being pleasant on command.]

It's not like it's that far. Thanks for giving me an excuse to get out of the apartment.

[fourthsaken]

[She returns the smile, a little less forced now that Beatrice actually showed up.]

No problem. I figured you could use a break.

You, uh, wanna head to my room?

[gopluckyourself]

Sure. [She looks around as she walks inside, taking in all the details she missed the last couple of times. Being Sad with Jack and picking Wirt up hadn't made for good opportunities to check out how they live.]

It's not just you and Jack here, right?

[fourthsaken]

[She'll lead her past a small kitchen and sitting area, which are all relatively clean (thanks to Jade) and upstairs.]

Nah, there's four of us. Nynaeve lives downstairs and Jack and Vanadi share a room up here. And, uh, this is my room.

[She points to a closed door before opening it. The room's pretty neat, but there's an attempt to make it look somewhat "homey". The bed's made and thick, black curtains cover the window. There's a large stack of books beside the bed. On the bed there's both a worn leather journal and a small plush bat, and a black hoodie is hanging over one of the bedposts. Her dresser is littered with a small, disorganized pile of makeup and nail polish and the mirror over her dresser is also covered with the black fabric. In one corner of the room is a desk, with a corkboard hung over it. The corkboard is covered with a few sketches of what look like dress designs, a leftover flier from one of the meetings at Pandemonium, a shade monster pamphlet, and some notes scribbled in loopy cursive.]

[gopluckyourself]

[Beatrice nods, filing the names away for later. Not that they're especially interesting or important, just-- in case. In case something happens to Jade or Jack.

All the stuff in Jade's room, though, that's interesting. Beatrice glances around at everything. There's just so much sitting out, it looks like Jade really lives here. The designs and notes get extra consideration, gaze lingering on the sketches even as Beatrice sits down on the bed without waiting for an invitation.]

It's-- nice. [A little too gothic for her tastes but hey, you do you Jade. She points to the drawings.] Are those yours?

[fourthsaken]

[Jade takes a seat next to her, looking slightly embarrassed.]

God, yeah, those are mine. They're pretty much shit. I'm not an artist or anything. I sew, but I don't have any of the supplies or anything here.