#liljeanbean

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Pocky day? Pocky game? Monocky? People eating little sticks with icing, was it, on them? Hm. Things didn't seem too bad, surely this wasn't a trick right? From what he'd seen on the MM feed, everyone seemed to be having fun with these..things. Perhaps they were something like magical wands that made everything taste delightful? That would explain why people were sharing them. Hm. Ah, whatever. Where is Jean, he managed to smuggle some with what little cash they have. "Jean!" Cue him slipping back in the dorm and looking over the little box. Green tea. That was a liquid. Strange. "I have..um..things."

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check-up - jean

It's been an eventful morning.  After dragging the nameless bara up the stairs, she figured it'd be high time to visit Mr. Satan himself.  Just to see how he was doing and all.  After all, she'd received a cute burn to the face thanks to this asshole.

She knocked on Commander, dumb, and dumber's once-sturdy door.  Had she really done this much damage?  Good God.

"Jean, are you in here?  It's Hange."

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"Jean. Commander sent me a message to tell you to look at your messages." Perking up from his bed, sup.

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liljeanbean replied to your post: Shit, shit, shit. Hustles up to his dorm all wheezy because ow, his side has reopened. Regardless, whenever Kiyotaka answers- "I'm sorry, we fell asleep. Is everyone okay?" Oddly enough, he doesn't even remember his life is linked to Jean Jr's, just that his kid was out of his sight for far too long and either him or nameless female Marco clone robot baby could be hurt somehow.

He wasn’t wheezing because of fear, but more so because of the injuries he’d had for a few days and how much they pained him each time he, well, moved. “Yeah. Did they behave?” A soldier has to know if his kid represented him properly, after all.

He raised an eyebrow, taking in jean's haggard appearance. Really, if it was going to cause him so much trouble, he didn't have to exert himself so much to get here. Kiyotaka could have taken care of them for a few more minutes while Jean made his way over here. Still, he could probably answer the question. A wide smile spread on his face, an apparent contrast to how he looked yesterday when the subject of taking on more children was brought up. "They were no trouble at all! Thank you for entrusting me with them!" A deep bow followed. He didn't intend to reveal just how little confidence he had in himself yesterday. It was probably better that no one knew either.

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"Can I dump the kids on you for a bit so me and Marco can have a break?"

"I…er…well…" He wants to say both yes and no. Yes, because Jean is his friend and he was sure he could use a break from the duties of parenthood. No, because he himself is taking care of two tykes of his own. Mondo wasn’t here to help, having gone out to gather more supplies in the event they run out. "Um…" Kiyotaka stammers for a bit, scratching the back of his neck nervously. Anything to help a friend in need, right? Because that’s what he was here for and he certainly didn’t want to offend Jean or chase him away. "If it is not for an unreasonable amount of time, I suppose I can." There’s a shaky smile following those words. He’s still not confident in his parenting skills, but he always did strive to better himself. 

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familiar faces {petra & jean}

It had been another long day at Hope's Peak for Petra and she feeling sort of home sick. She didn't miss the titans, though, and seeing Hange and getting a glimpse of Corporal Levi made her feel a little at ease; but mostly concerned for their well being. She wished she could find a way to protect her comrades from further harm. 

She let out a long sigh and walked down the halls, toward her dorm room. It was getting close to the 'night hours', anyway -- might as well get a head start on some sleep. As Petra turned a corner, she caught a glimpse of someone very familiar. That tall stature, the two toned style hair... It had to be Jean, unless she was starting to hallucinate. He was a newer recruit to the scouting legion, but Petra did remember him well. He was in Eren's class with Mikasa, Armin, Reiner, Christa, and other brave warriors.

"Jean?! Jean, is that you?!" Petra called, quickening her pace to a light jog.

If it wasn't, she'd look like an idiot... but it was worth seeking out somebody from home!

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liljeanbean replied to your post: "Does..more clubs mean more studies?" Whoa! He’d...

Marco, calm down. Don’t exert yourself over club ideas.

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He knows it's days late (He can't be seen making one of these) but as Marco sleeps he lays the little bracelet on his forehead. He had a hell of a time tying it up, but he'd finally managed. It's red and gold, the letters B-O-D-T all in a line. On the left side of the B and right side of the T, a heart sits.

What a nice surprise! He surely wasn't expecting this! Wow. What a nice thing for Jean to do. He'll be sure to wear this and sport it in the most fashionable way possible. ♥