Stardust

Jane Porter, hedgehog mom, curious, laboratory assistant.

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

“That’s a word for it, I think, yeah.” She sighs taking a sip from her glass. “The person I love doesn’t love me like I do them. I guess.”

“It’s a horrible mess really, I deserve it though, I pushed him away a bit, so he slept with someone else it’s a whole big thing.” She laughs looking up at him. “Are there women you like to see upset?”

[outlaw-john]

“Oh.  That’s definitely tough.  I’ve been there.”

“Wait, what?  You don’ deserve to be cheated on just because you pushed him away.  If he was a decent human being he would’ve fought for you.  Tried to earn the right to be closer.  Not run off to an easier woman.”  John frowned, surprised by how upset he was on her behalf.  “And there are actually.  Ones I don’t like, though there aren’t really any in this world yet.”

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

"It's more complicated than that, I think. He-- maybe it's not. I don't know. He doesn't love me like I love him. He's having a hard time in this world and I'm not what he needs." She exhales. "I just want to be a good friend, I don't want to let anyone down." She nods.

[quillantheelder]

“I’m sorry did you say something?”

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

“I said excuse me, I left my book.” Jane points with a nod.

[tragiquemaisbelle]

Belle was sitting at the bar, looking down at the ring on her left hand as her stomach churned.  When the bartender came over, she was about to order a glass of wine when she realized she needed something stronger.  “Two shots of tequila please.”

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

“One for me one for you?” Jane teases, nudging her. “What’s the matter, Belle? You look -- well upset. I have never seen you look this upset.”

[outlaw-john]

John frowned, studying the young woman.  “Not dead?  So life’s been rather hard? What’s wrong.  You aren’t a woman who I like seeing upset.”

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

“That’s a word for it, I think, yeah.” She sighs taking a sip from her glass. “The person I love doesn’t love me like I do them. I guess.”

“It’s a horrible mess really, I deserve it though, I pushed him away a bit, so he slept with someone else it’s a whole big thing.” She laughs looking up at him. “Are there women you like to see upset?”

[outlaw-john]

“Scotch, whiskey?  I will admit to being a rum man myself.”  John smiled as she moved closer, shrugging a bit at the teacher.  “I’ve been alright.  Keeping myself busy.  And you Jane?”

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

“I have been better, but I’m not dead? So-- there’s that.” She nods a little, shrugging as she traces around her glass on the napkin. “Life is... i dunno, hard here.” She sighs. “I hope you’re finding it pretty agreeable.”

[outlaw-john]

“Oh, I don’t actually drink the good stuff.  I’m a construction worker.  I just drink a better sort of liquor than gin.”

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

“Vodka doesn’t agree with me -- tequila makes me make questionable choices, rum makes me angry.” She laughs. “What’s left?” She scoots down a barstool, patting his shoulder. “Hello again, mammoth John. How have you been?”

[afflictedannie]

“Th-Thank you for u-understanding,” she replied, managing a small smile.  “I-I should probably g-get going.  I h-have to get some g-groceries before I g-go home.”

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

“Oh, okay -- well it was good to meet you Annie. Don’t be a stranger.” She nods a little bit, shrugging “See you around.”

[hiddenwashington]

“Gin kind of smells and tastes like how I would imagine paint thinner to, so I can see why you would think that.”

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

“No way! Gin is good this is just... bad gin.”

[outlaw-john]

“That’s cause you got the cheap stuff.  Gotta go higher shelf if you want better.  Or just don’t drink gin.  That could also be your problem.”

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

“I’m a professor.” She says as if that was a good explanation. “What do you do that you can afford the faaaancy stuff?”

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

Text | Tarzane

Tarzan: I'm sorry they made you upset. There is no reason for you to take it out on me.

Jane: I'm not but it's unfair that you made it seem like I don't try with them. it doesn't matter

[afflictedannie]

“I-I struggled to a-accept Tarzan’s life, b-because it’s rather i-illogical.  I can’t h-handle things that a-are illogical,” she explained, sighing softly.  “I a-apologize for my reaction t-to what you s-said.”

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

“No, no don’t apologize, Annie.  I am sorry to have upset you. It’s alright to... be upset by the things you’re upset by, you never need to apologize for that.”

[trident-king]

“I was, yes. I don’t suppose I am now. It’s very different from this life.” He looked at her curiously. Though he’d never had the same power as his father, he didn’t get the sense the woman he saw now had ever been other than she was. He smiled.

“A few? How did you manage that?”

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

“They live here! It’s incredible. Mermaids are only fable where I come from, or rather, if you believe in them you are considered childish, isn’t that silly?”

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

“I think they gave me paint thinner instead of gin.”

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

Text | Tarzane

Tarzan: No.

Tarzan: Terk has a tendency to lash out. I'm guessing you two were arguing since that's how you communicate with one another?

Jane: Nope but thanks for not giving me the benefit of the doubt. She was drunk and I said they should let me walk them home and they lashed out and said I was horrible and they hated me and I was like clayton and to get away so i did

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

Do you trust Tarzan?

With my life. Why?

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

Text | Tarzane

Tarzan: No?

Tarzan: Clayton was selfish and thoughtless and a had a singular purpose. I don't think any of those things apply to you.

Tarzan: Why?

Jane: You don't?

Jane: Terk... said so.

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

Sunshine | Tarzan & Jane

[zan-the-man]

Tarzan honestly had no idea what she was saying.  It seemed she was talking in circles a bit, but it also didn’t escape his notice she had declined to teach him something again.  The disappointment and desire to detach filled him with a cool rush and he instantly disliked the feeling immensely.  “I’m not sure this will work,” he said as an almost immediate reaction.

He glanced around, searching for words as much as anything else.  After his knee-jerk admission, he felt empty.  As much as he had valued her words and council in the past, it all seemed to contradict itself now, like she wanted him to do what she wanted him to do and when.  “It’s not that that miss them or the jungle.  I don’t know how to be anywhere else and I’m trying to figure that all out.  I need space to do that.” 

[curiousjaneporter-blog]

Jane nods. “I... figured.” She shrugs a little bit. “I feel like you haven’t heard me in so long, not really. And maybe I haven’t heard you either.” Jane wipes her cheeks. “Whatever you need, Tarzan.” She says simply. “Whatever you need.”