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13th Aura | Action
[Action | Genessia Hospital]
[At some point, Jaune managed to convince the hospital staff to allow him to be unrestrained once he proved himself to be cured and not prone to violence like his worse half. By now, the wounds on his shoulders have been stitched up, but he's sporting something other than sutures on his neck: a small WS is scrawled in sharpie on the wound that's begun to scar over. Despite his healing speed, they insisted he remain under observation for 24 hours, which is just depressing when he re-discovers hospital food. Which are actually hospital liquids. He might seem disappointed by the lack of chicken nuggets, but he's mostly preoccupied by the severity of what happened and almost happened.
All the people he hurt, many of them who he cared about deeply.
He'll keep poking at the sustenance without eating it until he finally gets up to try and escape for a little while.]
[Action | Genessia Hospital Lab]
[Okay so the food sucks.
And as awkward as it is, Ed is one of the few people he doesn't feel ashamed to look in the eye.
Ed is his friend and Ed means pizza.
Jaune is navigating through the corridors to find Ed. Where was his lab again? He distinctively remembers a drink machine being nearby.]
[Action | The Next Day, various locations around Nova City.]
[Jaune was allowed to leave after being given specific instructions, and right now he's walking his pet white golden retriever, Snow, to gather his thoughts on how to approach it. His favorite hoodie was ruined in the fight against Emerald. That's okay. He can always get a new one. If being split into two extremes made him realize anything, it was that for all this time, he hadn't been moving forward. He was just as stuck as he had been for half a year. His negative side had seemed to realize that more than his positive did. Moving forward wasn't as simple as making a decision and sticking with it, but he was acknowledging it. There's still a lot of damage left to repair with his friends, acquaintances, even some enemies. That's one step he can take right now. The next step is one he's impatient to get started on, but it will have to wait.]
[At some point, Jaune managed to convince the hospital staff to allow him to be unrestrained once he proved himself to be cured and not prone to violence like his worse half. By now, the wounds on his shoulders have been stitched up, but he's sporting something other than sutures on his neck: a small WS is scrawled in sharpie on the wound that's begun to scar over. Despite his healing speed, they insisted he remain under observation for 24 hours, which is just depressing when he re-discovers hospital food. Which are actually hospital liquids. He might seem disappointed by the lack of chicken nuggets, but he's mostly preoccupied by the severity of what happened and almost happened.
All the people he hurt, many of them who he cared about deeply.
He'll keep poking at the sustenance without eating it until he finally gets up to try and escape for a little while.]
[Action | Genessia Hospital Lab]
[Okay so the food sucks.
And as awkward as it is, Ed is one of the few people he doesn't feel ashamed to look in the eye.
Ed is his friend and Ed means pizza.
Jaune is navigating through the corridors to find Ed. Where was his lab again? He distinctively remembers a drink machine being nearby.]
[Action | The Next Day, various locations around Nova City.]
[Jaune was allowed to leave after being given specific instructions, and right now he's walking his pet white golden retriever, Snow, to gather his thoughts on how to approach it. His favorite hoodie was ruined in the fight against Emerald. That's okay. He can always get a new one. If being split into two extremes made him realize anything, it was that for all this time, he hadn't been moving forward. He was just as stuck as he had been for half a year. His negative side had seemed to realize that more than his positive did. Moving forward wasn't as simple as making a decision and sticking with it, but he was acknowledging it. There's still a lot of damage left to repair with his friends, acquaintances, even some enemies. That's one step he can take right now. The next step is one he's impatient to get started on, but it will have to wait.]
Private to Pyrrha | Backdated before the fight against Mercury(s)
Including her.
It was the people who used Pyrrha that he blamed, but they weren't here. The closest he could come to having justice was to murder one of the ones who played a part in her demise. So he had no doubts or regrets about what he was planning to do. It was the right thing, after all.
He didn't opt to wear anything particularly dressy. It wasn't in his nature. What he had done was rearrange the furniture in the living room to give them as much space as possible (Who was going to stop him? Half the house was gone or hiding), and texted Pyrrha with a simple:]
I'm tired of avoiding you. Can we please just talk? In person.
-Jaune
[Now he was just waiting, ready to let her in so she didn't get shot a second time.]