Guns, Roses, and Dogs

Your name is JADE HARLEY, and you're still not sure where to go from here... ------------------------ Your name is JADZIA ENGLISH, and you are glad to be back where you KNOW what to do.

[technicalrabbit-archive]

  You didn’t know how different she was. How much had she changed? Was her hair still glinting with silver hues? Did she still have green pools that washed away the sadness you had from time to time when you were a kid? Was her smile still as warm and loving? The memories started flooding back the moment you felt a warm brush across your cheek. Images of the last days you had with her before you found her body. A smiling you and a calmly serene her as you inspected the flowers she grew. 

"Mammy will you always be here?" You said, so innocently and oblivious to what was going to happen. "Of course I will, Jake." The words circled your mind for a moment till her voice snapped you out of it. You turned your head down to ‘look’ at her. Blind orbs merely staring at her as you listened. 

"I can’t very well look now can I?" 

A very light joke from a strained voice as you put up a lopsided smile. 

"But by gauging where you are by your voice, I’d venture to say I’m a good foot taller than you now." 

[gravitatinggunner]

"Jake..you look like a strapping young man who's grown into quite the gentleman....well, as much of one as folk like you and I can be."  Your tears are finally spilling, because you're remembering too..  A wee little brat who never sat still, running after you as you tried to teach him the ways of the Island.  Climbing trees, fending off beasts...the guns you'd teach him like they were a puzzle game.  Sitting in the garden and trying to teach him what herbalism you knew.  Your smart, beautiful boy,

"You are.  You've turned into a tower, my boy.  I daresay you could take on the large cats about here now."  It took a lot for you to hold on your tiptoes, fingers still touching and exploring his face.  Gods....how you'd missed this.

[technicalrabbit-archive]

  You listened for who ever it was that was using her handle. No one should ever dare to use her handle except the woman herself. You’d box them into submission for it. No doubt. However, when she spoke, your hand tightened on the pistol. The voice ingrained into your mind from your childhood, the same voice that said it’ll be fine when you told her not to go that last time you saw her alive. Your hands shook, you were sure you towered over her by now. Sure, you were blind, but you remembered how she looked perfectly. When did the tears start? 

You hiccuped once, grasp on your pistol loosening till you put it away and kept a tight grip on your cane. Pierced up, blind, scar riddled, and towering in height. How different did you look to her now? You couldn’t move, frozen in place as you ‘stared’ at her with vacant milky green pools. 

"… I told you not to go. You did anyways and you didn’t come back." 

How long had that been pent up? 

[gravitatinggunner]

He was so different.  You can't believe this is your baby boy, who...god, he's nearly a foot taller than you are now.  Moving forwards, your fingers gently brush his cheek, letting him know you were there.  God...he looked so different....strong.  You can't help but be proud,

"I'm so sorry, dearest heart....but look at you now...."  You'd known you wouldn't come back...You had known what was going to happen...but you'd never told him,

"Look at you, darling..."  Your voice is quivering with tears of your own, emerald eyes wet and threatening to spill over.

[technicalrabbit-archive]

  >Growl at the screen before you hear a confirmation that you have the coordinates. 

We’ll see about that! 

>Cue the immediate transfer because you punched those coordinates in and headed over to the location on a dime. Cane at the ready, you pocketed your phone and had one pistol at arms. 

"I dare ya to call out my bloomin’ full name again! I swear on my own grave I’ll mark you up like a grate of cheese!" 

[gravitatinggunner]

As soon as he showed up, she turned her head about, and looked him over.  Blind...Oh...poor boy....She wanted to just wrap her arms about him.  Jadzia's next thought....At least that pistol looked clean, "At least you manage to care-take your weapons well enough.  I was worried you'd forget."  Her voice was warm, albeit a bit shaky, body shifting as she grabbed her own rifle, "As for your full name, I will call you by it if you damn well threaten to box me about the ears again.  A pup like you still isn't that good."  Jadzia quietly hoped he could tell the difference.

[technicalrabbit-archive]

  >You shot up and clenched your phone tightly in your hand, grabbing your cane and heading over to the transportalizer to plug in your phone and track the coordinates. 

I’m going to box your ears mate! You think this is a blooming joke?! I’ll make sure you don’t have a hand in typing for very long! 

[gravitatinggunner]

.....Jake Barnaby English, the day you box my ears is the day I magically hit twenty again.

>You can't help the irritation in your text.  There are times when you wonder JUST what you're going to do with the boy, and it was mostly before you passed.

[technicalrabbit-archive]

  >Get angrier with every word you hear being read off from your grandmother’s handle. Who did this person think they were? 

This is a down right beastly way of bringing about a au fait handle! I don’t right well appreciate this tomfoolery! 

I may be blind but I’m not some barmy git! Now get off my mammy’s handle before I give you a right good round of my boot up your arse! 

[gravitatinggunner]

>You wouldn't expect any less of your boy.  If he weren't a scrapper, you honestly might have been a little disappointed.  You don't really know what to say though...Blind...must have been.  No. No thinking about it.

I'm not bloody well fucking with you Jake.

But if you want to trace me and come see for yourself, you're more than welcome.

>You don't mean to be challenging but....

[technicalrabbit-archive]

  >See the handle pop up and immediately scowl at your screen. This wasn’t funny. 

I don’t know who the hell you think you are mate, but being on my grandma’s handle is a sodding bad joke. 

[gravitatinggunner]

>Ah right...You...hadn't exactly been forthright with the fact that you'd been back, had you?  Jake must be...quite cross.  How to explain this...?

I really should have likely been more tactful in my contact.

This is my handle though.

>He's not going to believe you, and you know it...but what else to do but...try.  You've missed Jake so much.

[technicalrabbit-archive]

I cannot believe i forgot about blogging in my haste to do away with some of the creatures that swarm this bloody island! 

Its been a while! Hello dames and chaps! 

[gravitatinggunner]

==>Jadzia: Be shocked to see....

Well if it isn't my Jake...

There's a screen name I did not think I'd see online.

>You're smiling behind the screen though.

[gravitatinggunner]

i got really nervous today!  i can't help it, the thought of going on a date with dave still makes me all giggly!!!

so i went swimming with bec!! : )

[shatteringironictimes]

for gravitatinggunner

this chick ah hell first time i saw her i fell she makes my heart swell and her eyes keep me in a spell i dont want to dispel shes a damn genius as well

she just doesnt seem to get shes the best girl ive met that she actually chose me ill just never get

but a warning i here give should you hurt her i’ll never forgive i wont abide, brush aside the reason that she cried

she is my life and my love the one im always in awe of my dear jade this really is delayed that youre with me is a wonder and this bond ill never sunder

[gravitatinggunner]

dear god strider

you are such a fucking nerd i swear...

>She's not blushing...no.  not at all....

[gravitatinggunner]

>You've found yourself in a fit of wakefulness.  Whether you're way too excited for your date with Dave, or if you're just far too used to your near-narcoleptic sleep patterns to notice when you actually are TIRED any more.  Instead, you've gone out to the garden you keep now, watching your little horticultural wonders blossom in the turning of the summer blooms to the autumnal ones.  Beautiful, really...and never too hot up here.  Maybe you'll be able to sleep soon....maybe.  Hopefully.

>Holy shit....you have a boyfriend.

[queentiffy]

i heard kissing is good for u so how about we both try to stay healthy huh

[shatteringironictimes]

i may or may not be feeling better

thanks harley

[gravitatinggunner]

my pleasure, mr. strider. : )

[shatteringironictimes]

pleasures all mine im sure

[gravitatinggunner]

i'll argue with that,dave.

trust me, when you get over here for the date.

i'm snogging you.

[gravitatinggunner]

WIP of Jade in her date outfit ;w;

[shatteringironictimes]

i may or may not be feeling better

thanks harley

[gravitatinggunner]

my pleasure, mr. strider. : )

[gravitatinggunner]

rose, help!

i need a nice outfit for a date with dave....

i have no idea what to wear!!

[jackembers]

Give my character a "character shaming" label

(i.e. ‘I ate all he cookies in the house and lied about it with crumbs over my face’)

[jackofcancer-deactivated2016051]

  Good. It would suck for a other Jade to shoot me in the head…Again.

Ya. I know why you are cautious. Who wouldn’t be?

[gravitatinggunner]

especially after the game....the game destroyed a lot of things.

>You sigh softly, gaze averting to the side.  What were you going to say about that?  Jeez.. The game had been such a nightmare.

i don't have anything against you : )  

it's nice to see a friendly familiar face.