007— 💥🙉 TELEPATHIC MESSAGING (text) ✦ WEEK 1, DAY 01, NIGHT TIME

[opheliac]

[ if you're a veteran and this particular vessel feels familiar to you, you'll notice something off about her. normally when she promotes like this, there's a lot of enthusiasm behind it — a bit loud, in your face, and certainly chaotic to boot. this time, her fire of excitement has been reduced to a steady lull. it's a laze flick of an interruption with whatever you were doing on via murmur prior to this. but at least, it's straight to the point. ]







If you need help finding the place, I'm sending out flares on the rooftop in thirty.

[ even though she is projecting all of this with her thoughts, jinx still can't seem to unlodge the thick lump in her throat. ]

Just. Just be on a lookout for blue smoke.

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[longwillows]

[Hm.

Kalmiya reaches gently for that flicker as if it were a drifting firefly. Though her words are teasing, her tone is gentle, verging on careful; she's still not entirely sure how Jinx feels about her.] Awfully helpful of you, gunpowder girl. I'd think you would be more excited to be able to offer something so generous.

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[opheliac]

Had a rough night.

[ kalmiya isn't exactly who she thought would come forward and speak, but she isn't going to make a fuss about it. she can't even if she wanted to. ]

Looking for a room, Flashlight?

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[cantilevers]

[He always appreciated her doodles. They were about the same as when she was eleven too.]

Is there are reason you've drawn your sister with an underbite?

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[opheliac]

I just drew her future. If she keeps going headfirst in booze, her teeth will get stuck that way.

I was gonna check up on ya, big guy. You're not supposed to be the fast one.

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[vixenish]

Jinx?

[ quite like the other girl, she, too, sounds exhausted. absolutely ragged, actually. her presence in the murmur carries with it a slight ache, the one you feel behind your eyes when you want to cry. ]

Are you alright?

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[opheliac]

Loads. A bit banged up, but where I'm from, that builds character. Besides, I'd take the feeling of having crushed bones over losing a hand any day. I'm ambidextrous anyway, so it's too big of a deal!

[rootlessly]

[...Knives, huh.]

It's very kind of you to open your home like this to everyone.

I'd be happy to help out with food runs and chores, though!! I couldn't ask for more than a roof over my head, really...

[opheliac]

I dunno, Chuck. Can you put up a fight? 'Cause if you can't, let the big kids handle it 'till you get used to... whatever you are.

Does that mean you wanna crash here? If you are, I'm gonna need a few things from you. Don't worry, it's not a finger. I can make those myself.

[deflagrate]

[ very sincerely— ]

That's a lovely drawing. Does your friend have a snake for a tail?

[opheliac]

Nope! But if you reaaaally stare at it, you can see the hat and bowtie.

Are you interested in staying, Lady?

[creatoris]

What is the catch? You're going to make us sign our souls away?

( With a name like the Devil's Nest he can't help but be a little suspicious. )

[opheliac]

Thanks for the offer, but my brain's chock full of 'em. Maybe next time?

The catch is I won't need to dig a grave and pretend to say sweet things about you when you die by an Ugly.

[fatedfinality]

Why blue?

[ He's purposefully not drawing attention to anything else. Even from their brief interaction, something seems amiss but he finds he yields better results in getting answers when he meanders that way. ]

[opheliac]

[ there is a hidden reason why she picked blue besides it's the same shade of her hair. but she'll curve the answer with another truthful one. ]

It's a good color.

[zauns]

This is a different sort of project for you. If you need any help with the dull logistical details, I can always spare the time.

[Along with the message, Silco sends - comfort, affection, a hint of concern. The kinds of things he doesn't give anyone else. But he is trying, very hard, to be a little less smothering, so he doesn't do anything more than that.]

[opheliac]

Okay.

[ and that's all she will say, and if anyone knows her, silco, and their relationship, just saying "okay" to silco means something is dreadfully wrong. the affection and comfort she takes, of course. if anything, there's a desperate sensation of her clutching it in her hands and curling herself with it, hoping it'll help her either subdue her emotions or rip it out of her. ]

[nestingdevil]

[Normally, he'd probably have some sort of smart quip. A little jab as good as, well, vague "uncles" do. It's another aspect he's still getting used to with this whole thing. This whole, complicated, messy thing that he wouldn't have any other way.]

[So, despite the fact that he's out (out, again, to only Truth knew where), there's a pleasant sort of hum from his end. A touch, grazing and mindful, of how sharp he can truly be.]

Ha - ! Great job, bluebird. Couldn't have done it better myself. [And he couldn't have. He doesn't have the talent or the skills she does.] Guess that means I should bring back extra once I'm done, huh?

Found it, by the way. Cool Aid, grape this time. I'll leave it and everything else at the bar. [A twitch, like hesitation, skips along the tether. There and gone again in the blink of an eye.] Gunna be gone for a few days, so if you need anything else, it'll be in the basement.

Private; cw: anxiety attack.

[opheliac]

Wait, you're leaving now? H-Hold on, don't leave yet. Please, I... I need someone to talk to. I can't... I can't breathe.

[trashblaze]

[ This is actually the first time Caelus catches one of Jinx's live broadcasts. He doesn't wear his mask on for too long (for safety reasons and also because he's usually busy), so he tends to miss some stuff. Because he has no prior context, and as this is the first time they'll be speaking, he doesn't realize these slower sensations aren't usual for her. He only guesses that maybe she's… tired. After all, that recent dream was pretty intense.

Instead of focusing on that, though, Caelus wants to see if he can uplift Jinx's spirits. So, an approachable aura manifests, and he can be felt smiling, even if he's not visible. It's easy for Caelus to find a reason to do that, as this is the first meeting of a potential friend, and also… that colorful drawing is quite charming! ]

You're a really good artist, miss! I can easily recognize several nice faces there!

[opheliac]

Oh yeah? You know my Pops? What's your business with them? What are your intentions?

Or is it Knives? Careful, he scratches.

[hallowedly]

...oh. Those are... your two fathers, was it? Remarkable likeness.

[opheliac]

They are my favorite men.

[fmaj]

[When night falls, Johnny fucks around in the Murmur, since he can't see dick-shit when he's out on the streets. Might as well take some time to rest, anyway.

He's "physically" manifesting in front of this drawing, contemplatively smoking an imaginary cigarette. He just stands there and stares at it for far longer than he would need to read it, silently. He kinda looks like some dude standing around at an art gallery piece instead of taking in an ad or invitation.]

[opheliac]

[ when he looks at her sign with such a pensive attitude, he'll get a sense similar to a crow who lands and settles itself on the top of this drawing, blinking and cocking its head this way and that with curiosity and confusion.

is there something wrong? are there some misspellings? does she need to elaborate? does he have bad eyesight so he needs extra time? she won't ask, but she will perch here while he observes it. ]

[potentialman]

[ The feeling is definitely...off, for Jinx. But not unprecedented.

If anything, it reminds him of that last conversation, about whether people would notice if she were gone. About older sisters. About things you'd think they weren't close enough to discuss, except maybe that was the point -- being able to say it to someone who wasn't too close to look at it dispassionately.

And, that being how they do things, Megumi starts with neutral territory. ]

Are you planning on keeping this offer open for future arrivals? I can keep it on record that you can help people with housing, if so.

[ But, you know. He likes to be sure people are okay with him sending people their way before he offers them up. ]

[opheliac]

If I'm not crawling with neighbors, sure! Tell them we'll serve them booze if they stay, that'll get 'em.