Vudwj udt Kxidtoh

Homecoming

Harley frowned to herself, almost as if JS had said something insulting, but she stayed quiet, opting to stuff her face with more popcorn.

"Only one. But she gave it to me.” Harley smacked his foot away again as he made to nudge her. “Dunno where th’fuck she gets it. S’like paint thinner mixed w’chili powder.”

JS snorted, having never seen Joke like this…well…not this bad….

"You gotta get me some of whatever you gave him so I can give it to him when I want him quiet. Apologies for earlier. I don’t take kindly to random folks in my home, but if Joke trusts you…I guess I can too…"

The redhead grunted in response. "A horrid decision, really. Have you seen the sorts he hangs around?" Harley rolled her eyes. "I almost turned your kitchen into Osnus New Year and you're saying you trust me? You must have low standards."

"Be nice," Joke chided, sitting part-way up and taking a swipe at her.

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JS snickered at her comments. “I like this one Joke. Got a little fire in her.” He sat up, looking at his drunken friend. “How much did you drink, dude?”

#alwaysjonsoki #//Harley translation: 'he called my fire little'#//'asshole'

Harley frowned to herself, almost as if JS had said something insulting, but she stayed quiet, opting to stuff her face with more popcorn.

"Only one. But she gave it to me." Harley smacked his foot away again as he made to nudge her. "Dunno where th'fuck she gets it. S'like paint thinner mixed w'chili powder."

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"Yo." The redhead from the kitchen wandered in and sat on what part of the couch wasn’t covered by the hungover fae, a bowl of popcorn in her lap.

Joke nudged her with a foot, getting an elbow to the shin in return. “Jacques, meet Harley. Harley, meet Jacques.”

JS sighed, reminding himself once again to stop taking in strays. “It’s Jon, actually. He never gets it right. I put up with it.” He sat in his chair, the one thing that the duo didn’t appear to have ransacked and sighed, covering his eyes with one arm. “So much for a quiet night back home.”

#alwaysjonsoki #//they're friends i swear

"Yeah, he's absolute shit with names. I've known him almost five years and he still slips with mine sometimes," Harley shrugged, munching on her popcorn.

"I do noooooot--" Joke whined and prodded her with his foot again, still refusing to come out from under the cushions.

Harley yanked one of the pillows away and smacked him in the gut with it. From the sound of the impact, she'd hit him like a Howitzer. "Must be all the blunt force trauma."

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"I didn’t break in, you left a door unlocked. No breaking required."

"Joke don’t you lie to me. I had that door fucking LOCKED." JS crossed his arms, very much so unamused. "And who the hell is Harley?!"

"Yo." The redhead from the kitchen wandered in and sat on what part of the couch wasn't covered by the hungover fae, a bowl of popcorn in her lap.

Joke nudged her with a foot, getting an elbow to the shin in return. "Jacques, meet Harley. Harley, meet Jacques."

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"Ughhhhhhh— you said I could come here if I needed a place t’crash ‘member?" His voice was muffled as he piled another cushion on top of his head and held them down. "There was ‘nother incident with th’laundry room back home. It got into th’pipes. And no th’booze wasn’t yours, Harley brought i’to me. Wettumd naksx ocapahj—”

"That still doesn’t explain how you, oh, you know, BROKE IN! …Visb-nakkot jusb ev rujacajb kojkascoj…”

"I didn't break in, you left a door unlocked. No breaking required."

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Joke groaned from the couch, his face hidden under a cushion. “Inside voice, hekkot jsucoj…” he muttered, absently flailing an arm in JS’s direction.

"INSIDE VOICE MY ASS, COCKWAGON!" JS growled, clearly angry. "HOW DID YOU EVEN GET IN!? I THOUGHT I YOU-PROOFED THAT LOCK! AND DID YOU DRINK MY BOOZE?!"

"Ughhhhhhh-- you said I could come here if I needed a place t'crash 'member?" His voice was muffled as he piled another cushion on top of his head and held them down. "There was 'nother incident with th'laundry room back home. It got into th'pipes. And no th'booze wasn't yours, Harley brought i'to me. Wettumd naksx ocapahj--"

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"Living room," the ginger chimed, jerking a thumb in the direction before going back to tidying up the mess she’d made.

He smiled. “Thanks.” He grumbled as he went to the Living room, finding the fae. “WHAT IN THE ACTUAL HELL, YOU SCAR-COATED FUNGUS!? YOU BROKE INTO MY HOUSE AND THEN INVITED FOLKS IN?!”

#alwaysjonsoki #//GUESS WHO'S DRUNK #//and by drunk I mean formerly drunk #//and by formerly drunk I mean hungover

Joke groaned from the couch, his face hidden under a cushion. "Inside voice, hekkot jsucoj..." he muttered, absently flailing an arm in JS's direction.

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"Like hell I broke in! What th’fuck do you take me for, a burglar here to steal your flatware?" She pouted and looked like she was about to stomp her foot. "I was invited," she finally added, crossing her arms.

"INVITED?! BY WH-" JS cut himself short, a deadpan look striking his face with a sigh as he realized his answer. He put his book in a messenger bag he had on his person. "I’m terribly sorry, one second." He cleared his throat and took a breath, then yelled as loud as he could muster. "JOOOOOOOOOOOOOOKE! GET OUT HERE RIGHT NOW YOU INSUFFERABLE MARROWSUCKER!"

"Living room," the ginger chimed, jerking a thumb in the direction before going back to tidying up the mess she'd made.

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The woman narrowed her eyes right back and drew herself up to her full height— which was actually more intimidating than one would’ve normally thought for someone of her stature.

"Is that any way to introduce yourself to a lady?" she huffed, spinning a ring on her finger. A vague, heated-metal smell wafted through the air.

JS noted the smell. “You broke into my home, if anything I think I have at least a little leeway to be rude…” He stood his ground, more than ready to defend himself and his home if necessary.

"Like hell I broke in! What th'fuck do you take me for, a burglar here to steal your flatware?" She pouted and looked like she was about to stomp her foot. "I was invited," she finally added, crossing her arms.

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A very startled, very short redhead looked up from the pots and pans she’d managed to knock over, full deer-in-the-headlights. Definitely not Joke.

JS’s eyes narrowed. “You have about 3 seconds to explain yourself before I hogtie you and force the answer out of you.” JS brought himself into view, his book in one hand, his other hand raised, ready to cast.

#alwaysjonsoki #//Harley yes

The woman narrowed her eyes right back and drew herself up to her full height-- which was actually more intimidating than one would've normally thought for someone of her stature.

"Is that any way to introduce yourself to a lady?" she huffed, spinning a ring on her finger. A vague, heated-metal smell wafted through the air.

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There was a loud clattering, coming from the direction of the kitchen, followed by a colorful string of language. Based on JS’s earlier assumption, this wouldn’t be too out of place, except the voice in question was… female?

JS cocked a brow and set his bags down, pulling his book open to a page of a simple subdual spell, if needed, and looked into his kitchen. “Who’s there and why are you in my house?”

A very startled, very short redhead looked up from the pots and pans she'd managed to knock over, full deer-in-the-headlights. Definitely not Joke.

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JS stepped off the bus in front of his house, picking up his bags as the bus sped off to it’s next destination, where ever that was. He took a breath in and smiled, glad to be back. His mother’s grimoire under one arm and his bags in his hands, he walked to the door. Reaching for his key after setting a bag down, he noticed that the door was already open. Odd…crap did Joke break in again? JS sighed, kicking open the door, looking for whoever was in his house.

#//who wants a cameo #//you want a cameo #alwaysjonsoki

There was a loud clattering, coming from the direction of the kitchen, followed by a colorful string of language. Based on JS's earlier assumption, this wouldn't be too out of place, except the voice in question was... female?

TRUUUUUUUUUUST FAAAAAAAAAAAAALL

JS blinked, sighed, then sidestepped out of the way, watching the Fae fall. “And just where the hell have you been?”