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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.]
action; hospital lab
[watching his hands, then his mouth.] But now it exists. What if someone uses it for the wrong reason? Me too. You too. I like all of you, Ed.
I thought so. The pointy sharpness of your hands is perfect for jabbing musical keys. [he's not lying. if anything, he's speaking with the same stern sense of justice he does when someone threatens his friends.] Thanks for not calling me crazy.
Well, I'm not the science person, am I? I've never scienced in my life. You're the science specialist. [smiles self-consciously.] Lightning storms are amazing. You're amazing.
action; hospital lab
[ holds a finger up and taps the side of his head with it ] But they would have to steal it from me to do that. It's not likely anyone would be able to. I wouldn't concern yourself. We're the only ones that know it exists at all. [ all of ed? that gets another one of those smiles out of him. he ducks his head a little. like he's embarrassed. ]
You think they're sharp? [ oop. smile gone. thinking about this. and then he looks at him dead serious, offended tone with a hint of being annoyed it even came up. at the thought he has to be concerned someone would call him crazy. he says it so quickly. immediate dismissal. ] I would never do that.
Is scienced a word where you're from? [ goes back to ducking his head and looking elsewhere. clears his throat. what are these compliments? ] Oh.
action; hospital lab
[he's grinning a little lopsidedly.] Are you sure? It's thinking like that that gets people to lose things. [it's so startling to see ed embarrassed about anything. he's so confident when it comes to most things. it's actually incredibly cute.]
A little. But I like people who could potentially injure me. [why the shift in mood? jaune slouches, like he suddenly feels like he's taking up too much space and he wants to disappear.] I didn't mean you would...
Look, it's in the Jaune dictionary. [his smile fades.] Too much?