[jaydunbroch]

with a cool cool breeze and dirty knees || delia and jay

[jaydunbroch]

battylittlehattress:

Delia giggled at his guesses. “I’ll show you some time. When the weather’s warmer, I can make a meal over a fire like back home. You’ll get to see what you’ve been missing,” she grinned, taking one of the rounded fried meats. Taking a bite, she tilted her head to the side, trying to figure out if she liked it or not. “It’s very,” words were escaping her at the moment, and she switched hands, looking down at her greasy fingers. “Wet. But it’s quite nice,” she said, popping the rest of it past her lips. His smile made her feel warm and welcome all over, and she decided right then that she liked him immensely. When she’d first came in, she felt a little like a nuisance, but now it seemed like they could be friends. “Oh, I’ve had chocolate before! Only a few times,” she opened the packet and broke off a piece for herself and one for him, holding it out to Jay. “A couple birthdays,” she added, feeling like this was way too much of a treat, and wishing her brother was around so she could bring him some as well.

Jay pulled a turtle face, brows raised and mouth downturned at her offer. He wasn’t thrilled by the idea, mostly because he wasn’t sure whether it was something he would enjoy. For starters, hanging around a fire just seemed tedious, and he had a very strong feeling that he wouldn’t like whatever she served him. But then again, he was never going to turn down free food. “I’ll accept that challenge but I’m a tough judge.” Jay really wasn’t, he’d eat anything put in front of him. “Birthdays? That’s just too long to wait.” He told her like it was his specialist topic, taking the square from her and chomping it down. “They do different types yknow? Like white chocolate or hazelnut and oreo and peanut butter and it’s just, ugh.” He groaned, tipping his head back. 

[jaydunbroch]

ego sang me lullabies || jay and lucy

[jaydunbroch]

lucyofdunbroch:

Lucy groaned, leaning her head back against the wall. “Ugh, fine, you can have your stupid game back,” she muttered, tossing it gently onto the duvet, close to where her desk was set up. It was almost dead anyway. At his question, she rolled her eyes. “Of course that’s why he took the job here. He’d be bored back home,” she added, thinking of the countless meetings their aunt and lords had been holding as of late. She also considered the fact that them both leaving would only add to his loneliness, but she decided to leave that out. She didn’t want to think about that. 

Jay grinned and hopped out of the chair to grab the console and shove it in his pocket where she wouldn’t be able to get it. He knew she had sticky fingers, at least when it came to his things. “I think he just likes to tell me what to do, and he’d miss that if I was gone.” He joked, falling back into the one chair he was allowed to use. That was a weird idea really, she was allowed to touch anything in his room. 

[jaydunbroch]

ego sang me lullabies || jay and lucy

[jaydunbroch]

lucyofdunbroch:

Lucy watched in mild amusement as he got up, proud that her threat of labor worked on him. That was something she could almost always count on. “I don’t have your gameboy,” she replied, picking up the device and starting another round. “Must be in your room somewhere,” she commented, swerving to avoid a shell that had been tossed. Luce grinned up at him as she passed the finish line to start the next round. 

Jay frowned, watching her continue to use his gameboy. It had to be his, there was nowhere else it could be. “You know it’s not.” He grumbled, looking around the room again in an attempt to occupy himself, but he was struggling to do it. “You know I need that back, right? I’ve got a class later that I need to distract myself in.” He could just skip it, but skiving wasn’t quite so easy when your dad was part of the faculty. “Why do you think dad wanted to work here? To keep an eye on us?”

[jaydunbroch]

with a cool cool breeze and dirty knees || delia and jay

[jaydunbroch]

battylittlehattress:

“Not really! We always get really creative with meals, lots of spices and colorful produce. I never felt like I was missing anything, really,” she chuckled. Dee brought a hand to her face, amused and slightly embarrassed as he comforted her. He must have thought her very ignorant, but she didn’t care; he was being kind. “Well, thank you!” she said at the offer, peering at the food cartons with curiosity. “A chicken nugget? That doesn’t sound very edible, so you can keep those for yourself,” Delia giggled, though wondering what it possibly could be. What part of the chicken was a nugget? Did it come out of the chickens like eggs? “What’s this?” She asked, picking up a purple packaged block labeled ‘cadbury’. 

“So like curry?” Jay asked, his mind not spreading far enough to think of anything else spiced. “Or mulled wine?” He had an idea is his head of them sitting in something prehistoric and despite the explanations she was giving he couldn’t remove that idea. He looked entirely appalled and bent forward, grabbing his mcnugget box and held it out to her. “Try one. Try the beauty that is fried food.” He flashed a grin, it was meant to be charming but it didn’t seem to have that effect on most people. “Oh, that’s chocolate. It’s the best thing. Try it!”

[jaydunbroch]

with a cool cool breeze and dirty knees || delia and jay

[jaydunbroch]

battylittlehattress:

Delia shrugged, and then nodded. “We always cooked over a fire. Unless a family cooked something for us in passing,” she replied, wondering just how different things were for people here. She’d already seen what they called a school, and just how many other amenities they had, like light bulbs, but she still didn’t have much to go on for regular home life. “What’s a pop tart?” She asked, cocking her head slightly.

“That must lend itself to some seriously plain meals then, right? Like just cooked meat and cooked vegetables?” He pitied her if that was the case, those were his least favourite meals that they had at home. He liked his lasagne and cauliflower cheese, anything with cheese really. “What’s a pop tart?!” Jay pat her on the shoulder as if someone had died, shaking his head. “You poor girl. You’ll need to try one of those some day. You can have whatever you like.” He pointed at the food cartons he’d had laid out, then paused. “Actually, you can’t have my chicken nuggets. You can have one, two max.”

[jaydunbroch]

ego sang me lullabies || jay and lucy

[jaydunbroch]

lucyofdunbroch:

Lucy set her eyes on him, a frown taking form over her brow. “If you are on that bed a minute longer, you’re going to be responsible for laundering her bedspread and sheets, and probably building her a new bed. Get your ass up, Jay,” she muttered, leaning back into her pillows. 

Jay tipped his head back with a long groan that turned into a sigh. “Fine, god.” He kicked his feet off her bed and sat up, lethargically pushing himself up and off the bed and finding his way to the chair she’d allowed him to use. He plopped down and sighed again, it wasn’t as comfortable as the bed. “Are you gonna give me my gameboy back or what?” 

[jaydunbroch]

with a cool cool breeze and dirty knees || delia and jay

[jaydunbroch]

battylittlehattress:

It felt so pleasant and normal, to be sitting beside someone who didn’t know anything of her past, talking about video games. His sudden question caused her to flinch, and then laugh. “Oh, I keep busy. We just never really had this technology growing up. The only electronic thing we had was a radio that ran on batteries, so sometimes we didn’t even have that,” she chuckled at her meager experiences. 

Jay supposed he could somewhat understand what she might spend her time doing, he’d seen her drawing, and he himself liked writing and reading, which were things he imagined she might like too. “No electronics. Blimey. How did you like, cook food and everything? Over a fire like you were camping?” That wasn’t something he could tolerate. He liked the convenience, zero effort. “Have you ever had a pop tart?”

[jaydunbroch]

ego sang me lullabies || jay and lucy

[jaydunbroch]

lucyofdunbroch:

Lucy rolled her eyes at Jay. It was just the typical caveman in him; ignore the rest of the world and only pay attention to what pertains to him, and even then… Luce chuckled at Reagan’s reply, and then looked back up. “Alright, Dagwood, settle down,” she laughed, and then pointed to her desk chair which had one of his sweatshirts hanging over the back of. “Oh, I borrowed that the other day; you can take it back with you; and under it is the one place you’re allowed to sit in our room,” she added, making a pointed look at Reagan’s bed.

Jay looked over when she tried to simmer him, then towards the chair with a jumper hanging over it. “You stole my clothes? Shouldn’t you have a boyfriend to do that to?” He questioned, not exactly happy about either option there. “Oh come on, don’t be so fussy! What’s the big deal? It’s just a bed.” Jay rolled onto his side, flashing her a smile. “Reagan wont mind. She’s not one to get annoyed.”

[scarlettfitzherbert]

running in circles again || Scarlett & Jay

[jaydunbroch]

scarlettfitzherbert:

Scarlett looked around the gardens, still hoping to find Ryan when she spotted a boy walking through, making a mess of himself. Never being one to judge, she hurried over and offered him a sympathetic smile before reaching into her pocket and pulling out a packet of tissues. “Think this will help you?” she asked. 

Jay jolted when someone suddenly appeared in his face, looking almost baffled at the tissues in front of him. He tried to pluck a single tissue out, making a meal of it until one eventually came out. “Thanks,” He wiped his face with the tissue and then his shirt, though there wasn’t much he could do without soap and water. “It’s tricky,” He suddenly sang along, flashing a smile because it fit.

[jaydunbroch]

ego sang me lullabies || jay and lucy

[jaydunbroch]

lucyofdunbroch:

Lucy laughed and shrugged. “I don’t know; the whole town frozen over with snow was nothing compared to the great sandwich heist. Don’t know if he could’ve pulled off something with such finesse.” She replied, pulling her phone back up to read Reagan’s reply.

“Was it the whole town? I didn’t really notice.” He pulled a face and shrugged it off, never having been the most observant. Besides, he’d not wanted to go out anyway, nor had he opened the curtains. “But that sandwich was important, I was gonna have such a good pre-dinner meal and he totally fucked me over.” He grumbled, shaking his head. 

[jaydunbroch]

with a cool cool breeze and dirty knees || delia and jay

[jaydunbroch]

battylittlehattress:

The name made her want to laugh, but she also wondered if she’d heard the name in Wonderland before. “No,” she shook her head, glanced at his feet on the table, and decided to do the same, kicking off her slip ons and setting her feet up about a foot from his. She crossed her legs at the ankles, her tights coloring her legs with a shade of gray. “I’ve never even seen a video game until now,” Delia commented, leaning back and watching as the little guy scooted away from the TNT. 

Jay’s head tipped forward in a nod of acknowledgement but he was so focused on the game it didn’t really come off as that. He jumped on some boxes to collect the last apples and ended the level by jumping on the wooden portal, transferring to the level select screen. The pause in action gave him the time to turn to her in shock. “You’ve never seen a video game until now?” He asked, appalled at this new development. “How? What do you do with your time?!”

[jaydunbroch]

with a cool cool breeze and dirty knees || delia and jay

[jaydunbroch]

battylittlehattress:

When he answered, she realized that the hat needed a blue jay perched atop, and she pulled a blue colored pencil from her bag. She set to work quietly now, glancing up now and then to get him right. She finished up, having penciled him in the same position he was sitting in, controller in hand, however the TV was a tree, and its roots were slowly overtaking the chair and table he sat at. When she was satisfied with how it came out, she named it “Blue Jay’s Lament”, and shut the book and stuffed it in her bag. Delia hopped up and rounded the TV, careful not to get in his way again, and plopped into the chair next to him. “What’re you playing, then?” She asked, never having played a video game before.

Jay continued to play his game and the scratch of pencils was all that would indicate she was in the room, and even that blurred out of focus while he stared intently at the screen. At some point she talked again and he glanced over, unsure if he was irritated by her persistence or not. “Crash Bandicoot. It was a game when I was a kid and now they made it pretty for the new systems.” He commented, setting the TNT off and rushing away. “You don’t know it?”

[jaydunbroch]

ego sang me lullabies || jay and lucy

[jaydunbroch]

lucyofdunbroch:

Lucy rolled her eyes at his first comment, and threw him daggers with her eyes at the second, before giving in and laughing. She wanted to throw some more playful insults, but didn’t feel like bringing him down. “I guess. You heard about that guy that apparently was responsible for it?” She asked conversationally, turning the gameboy off and turning to lean against her wall to face him.

Jay tucked his arm under his head for support, using the other to itch his chest. “Was it the same guy that robbed the deli? Stole a sandwich, legend.” He laughed and shrugged his shoulders, it was the extent of his crime knowledge in this town, he didn’t really take much in when he did find himself out of his own house.

[jaydunbroch]

ego sang me lullabies || jay and lucy

[jaydunbroch]

lucyofdunbroch:

“I don’t know, we’ll have to sit down and plan them out,” she muttered, feeling his judgement from across the room. Lucy groaned at his comment and shook her head. “Don’t be gross, Jay. If you can handle that for five minutes,” she hurled back, typing out ‘don’t look now, but…’ as a caption and sent it to Reagan. “Why is it still so cold? It’s spring, isn’t it supposed to be warm now?”

“Don’t limit yourself.” He told her, it was easy for her to hold herself back to stay within other’s levels, and he wanted more than that for her. “You know it’s true, I have a certain charm.” He teased, knowing it had always mostly been the title, which had never swayed Reagan, and he doubted it would sway many here either, there were too many with fancy names for it to work. “I dunno, I guess the world is still getting over that snow thing, like a car, it takes a while to warm up.”

[jaydunbroch]

with a cool cool breeze and dirty knees || delia and jay

[jaydunbroch]

battylittlehattress:

Delia chuckled and opened her sketchpad and started to draw the hat. It was a top hat, much like the one her father wore most often, but she wanted to add some baby’s breath and daisies along the rim. She glanced up at the boy, and looked down at the way she’d angled the hat, before starting to sketch his head under the hat. “What’s your name?” She asked, not wanting to distract him too much, but wanting to brainstorm a name for the design.

When she opened her book, Jay took it as conversation done and continued his game, jumping on boxes and over gaps until he collected his crystal. The next level started and it was one of the ‘running away’ ones that nobody liked, and he huffed to himself, wanting to skip it. “Stupid thing.” He grumbled, unable to look at her while he played. “Jay. It doesn’t stand for anything, it’s just Jay.” He explained before the inevitable question came through, it was a lie of course, but James didn’t exactly suit him in his eyes.

[jaydunbroch]

ego sang me lullabies || jay and lucy

[jaydunbroch]

lucyofdunbroch:

Lucy grinned over the device, only to cock a brow at him laying on Reagan’s bed. “I’ll give it back; it’s been so boring around here. Next term I’m setting up my schedule to match Ri’s,” she commented, groaning as Mario was defeated. She dropped the gameboy onto her stomach and pulled her phone off her stand and snapped a picture of Jay laying on her roomie’s bed. “She’s gonna kill you,” she giggled, getting ready to send it to her on snapchat.

“Oh yeah? And what courses would those be?” He couldn’t really imagine Reagan taking anything seriously, other than perhaps how she did her hair in the morning. He rolled his head to look at her, grinning for the camera though she might’ve already taken the photo. “Y’think? Maybe with all the anger it’ll awaken the sexual desire for me she’s kept bottled up all these years.”

[jaydunbroch]

with a cool cool breeze and dirty knees || delia and jay

[jaydunbroch]

battylittlehattress:

Delia needed to get out of her room. Ace had arrived in town after the snow had melted, and spent all of last night telling her how he “was really sticking his neck out for her and her stupid family, and that she should be more grateful and more energetic in her thanks.” He had left that morning after eleven, causing her to miss her first two classes, and she skipped her last three as well, spending most of the time in the shower. The arrangement they had kept her parents safe, but she hated herself, and he left her a little emptier every time he showed up. Eventually she got dressed, made a thermos of lemon honey tea, and headed out to work on some sketches for a new hat she’d been thinking up. She found herself in the common room in the main building, thinking that it’d be less busy than the one in her dorm, where a few girls were doing their nails and talking about nonsense. The boy spread out in the room surprised her, and Dee gave a small laugh, before sitting down across from him, back to the wall. “Nice place you’ve got here,” she commented, unsure if he’d be able to hear her over the game he was playing.

Jay peered around the young girl when she walked in front of the TV at a crucial moment of a monster jumping out in front of him, and he had to smash the B button over and over to save himself. Once it had been spun away, he gave himself a moment to respond, looking around the mess he’d made that he’d not really noticed until now. “Oh, yeah. It’s easier than walking home.” He nodded slightly, thinking maybe he’d even sleep on the couch, because getting up didn’t have any kind of appeal. Maybe if he was kicked out he’d just go crash at Lucy’s place, if she didn’t put up too much of a fight.