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Characters: Everyone who watched Con Air!!!!!!!! [Tag yourselves in!]
Setting: Floor 14
Format: Action or w/e
Summary: MOVIE AFTER PARTY.
Warnings: Uhhhh language? And slap fights I'd wager.

[OKAY GUYS.

Mingle with other people. Bitch about the movie, rant about how totally and completely awesome it was. w/e w/e you do what you want.]

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[He helps her up and holds her hand tightly, pulling her out of the room.]

Is there a certain place you wanna talk about this stuff? Like a certain floor? The gardens are full of ghosts right now I think.

Um. The library.

[ That is a SRS BSNS place for a SRS BSNS discussion. ]

That sounds like a good place to me, though it's a bit of a walk... I guess we can talk on the way there as well.

[He is completely unconsciously squeezing her hand, making sure that she was real.]

... We thought paradox space caught up to you, cause your timeline doesn't exist anymore.

[ She looks down at the floor as they walk, remaining close to him. Time's never been her specialty; existing, not existing, things like that simply didn't make sense and she knew that Dave always understood it even if she didn't. There was no need to worry about things like that while he was around.

Her free hand wraps itself around her waist, like she's trying to hold herself together. ]

There was nobody. No Prospit, or you or Rose, or... [ She shakes her head. ] There weren't even stars.

Nothing, then. That hardly makes sense. What, did the universe up and die or something? Like floor five...?

[Dave glances over at her, his mouth dropping a bit in an expression of slight concern.]

... Are you alright...?

[ She nods. ]

Exactly like that. I didn't cease to exist, I just...there was nothing. Nothing at all.

[ A long pause. She pulls his hand closer -- have to stop this, stop thinking about it, just scratch because her scabs itch -- but realizes what she's doing and knows that Dave wouldn't like it.

Finally -- it takes her a moment -- she shakes her head. ]

No.

....

[Dave looks down at her hands nervously.]

Your hands... they're beat up again. We should stop by the infirmary first.

[He brushes his thumb over the cuts gently, wondering how they got there, but not daring to wonder aloud.]

... You haven't missed much while you were gone. I'm glad you're back.

[ She nods, looking away. Honestly, she doesn't want to tell him that she hurt herself trying to get back to them. Jade shivers as his thumb brushes over her cuts. ]

I-- [ Her words fall short. ] I'm sorry. I didn't mean to -- but I thought you were gone forever. All of you.

.... We thought you were gone too... But you're back here, alright? And you're not going to be leaving again...

[He squeezes her hand tightly. He was going to make sure of it.]

We're almost at the infirmary, how bad do they hurt.

A lot.

[ She frowns. ]

You...don't want another Jade, right? You didn't wish for someone...braver?

Hold on, we'll bandage them back up...

[He stops and looks at her, shaking his head...]

No. Never. Why would I want another Jade?

Because I'm not very cool. I mean...I used to be, but I'm not anymore. I keep hurting myself.

Jade. [He looks very serious now, facing her straight on, staring at her through his shades.] You are very cool. Very, awesomely, cool. Understand?

[Dave forces a small tug at the corner of his mouth into a smile.]

... And you'll never stop being cool.

[ She can't figure out anything to say, she she just looks at her toes, smiling. ]

Mhm.

..... [Dave sort of reluctantly holds his arms out to her for an embrace, a gesture he isn't familiar with at all.

We're doing it man.
We're making it HAPEN.]

[ She looks up at him and hesitates.
Is he really offering her a hug?

Jade's a little nervous, but she steps into his embrace, wrapping her arms around him. It's like that month in the castle never happened; she's as skinny as ever, maybe skinnier, body almost shaking in the cold of the Tower. But she's just glad that he still wants to be her friend. ]

[Dave's kind of awkwardly hugging her, wishing he were better at this.
How does he comfort people????
He really doesn't know.]

We're gonna make sure you stick with us, 'kay? Bear with us, we'll get back home and kick all kinds of ass together.

[ She buries her head in his shoulder. ]

I don't want to go back alone.

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