[a hunter empathizes. arel has a nice smile and a nice laugh, among his other physical assets. janus steps back so that the werewolf can come in, glancing down the hall to check if arel is already that close. no. then they draw it shut, and point across the shared living space to the bedroom.
she might have missed it on her earlier 'visit,' but janus' side of the room is very clearly different from their roommate's. almost spartan, some utilitarian sheets, books on the table, everything made up military school tidy. arel isn't exactly messy, but his side has character. gym equipment on the floor, a baseball cap hanging off the leg of his bed. he owns possessions.]
What are you dropping off?
[the water boiler is already done. janus goes to get cups from their closet, stashed in with the neatly geometrical organization of grey and black clothing, supplies in cases. from looking at him, it's quite difficult to tell that janus is thinking, she doesn't have enormous breasts, maybe that doesn't matter so much to arel, that's good, not hopeful, pointless, but maybe there's something there. she seems nice. janus likes wolves, anyway. usually the small ones.] And what's your favorite type of tea.
[ she hadn't missed it, the contrast between the roommates' spaces. her own was closer to arel's than janus', except it was a lot messier, usually. charlie for all her talents and charms wasn't the most tidy person in the world. it wasn't disgusting or anything, just enough to probably annoy a fastidious person.]
Oh, [ she pauses because this is awkward-ish.] Just one of his earrings. It fell out and we couldn't find it. [ just being vague-ish on purpose.]
I usually go with the classic: Earl Grey but I also really like Bai Hao Yin Zhen (silver needle).
I have a white tea, but nothing like that, [janus says, putting up the cups. they start navigating their tea collection next. it isn't very large— five jars in a fabric bin. they consider the white they do have, but ultimately set it aside, opting for earl grey instead. arel's paramour deserves better than disappointment in herbal potables.
even if she is lying to them. they aren't sure what it is about the situation that warrants deception, but as with arel, they choose not to point it out. it's a little different for janus, who typically rather loudly, bluntly speaks or types their observations about deception, outside of missions. generally, they find people's stakes and concerns and motivations kind of silly. but in general, they have been tolerant of arel's silliness; why not those of his lover as well. it's probably just the civilian perspective.
they pour out the water.]
You're new to the school, right? [they ask.] I just got here too. Right after everything with Sylwia. Do feel safe here? Do you like it?
Earl Grey is fine-- [ she assures them cheerfully, letting them decide what to serve her because in the end, charlie is not very picky about tea. and this sort of feels like a big deal? weirdly? this is arel's roommate and while she isn't serious with the guy, she wants his roommate to like her or at the very least get along. ]
My brother and I have been here for almost a month, I wasn't here for the whole selkie threat thing but I've heard about it. [ their other questions warrant a shrug.] Yeah, I mean... it's not safe anywhere, is it? There are hunters back where I'm from so... at least here I'm surrounded by people like me.
[it's not just charlie's funny perspective on the matter. janus tends to accidentally make big deals out of things, as a function of having no social skills. too much formality, a serious air to the way that they look at girls' breasts. but at least they don't stare. it's not the conventional kind of creepiness.
they put earl grey in her tea, in a little metal ball with holes in it. carry it back to her, along with a pack of sugar and a tiny disposable cup of half-and-half in case she likes those kinds of things. she is their second (2nd) guest ever. janus themself winds up outfitted with a cup of green.] I'm a hunter, [is probably not the most tactful thing to segue into, but at least they then add,] but my kind only hunt myths that harm humans and others. I'm here because of Sylwia. I won't hunt students here.
You're right, though. It isn't safe anywhere. Most students don't think about that.
[ she doesn't bother hiding the tension that seizes her shoulders and crawls down her back, making her straighten when their admits to being a hunter. a chill runs through her and suddenly her father is shouting in her ear to run, to get the hell out of there. she takes the tea and such from them with numb fingers.
their words barely soothe her. it's not janus' fault and she can't stop the words that snap from her lips, in a clipped, quiet tone... they born from the hatred her father keeps.]
My mother was killed by hunters and she never hurt anyone. [ heat has risen in her cheeks and charlie, the queen of diffusing situations, finds she cannot help the way her mind races or how she wonders why arel would be comfortable living with a hunter.]
[janus watches it happen. unsurprised as usual, but mildly concerned; it's always better to be honest, but definitely best to be prepared somewhat for a bad reaction.] There are different types of hunters, [janus tells her.] As the term goes. My kind are myths too, expressly created for our purpose. You will meet some that are assholes, [the curse word sounds funny on janus' lips,] but we are honor-bound to our duties. And mystically we have limitations. If any of us ever killed a myth who'd never hurt anyone, the others would have to hunt them.
Do you know anything about the hunters that killed your mother? [janus sets aside their tea and picks up their feet off the floor. crosses their legs with surprising agility, into a lotus position. they regard charlie steadily.] If they were myths, that might be a mission for a clan. But I won't speak of this to anyone if you don't want me to. I just want you to feel safe. [partly because of arel, of course.
I was young and all I knew was that my mother was killed by hunters during a shift, they killed her before she could shift into a wolf. [ so without honor. it felt unnecessarily cruel, killing a wolf in between forms, when they are at their most vulnerable.
she wasn't sure that even casey knew that. it was something she saw, it was something that haunted her still. she'd never said it aloud, their father never wanted to talk about what happened, only that it had happened and they had to be on their guard, to never trust a hunter. ever. to be wary of humans, always.
she's spent a lot of time shedding her father's paranoias.
and this hunter seems to be calm, not blood thirsty or evil. but it could be a part of their cunning.]
I'm here to be safe. It's the only reason my father let us come here. To be safe. [ he would lose his mind if he knew there was a hunter here.] Why are you here?
[ijs it's hilarious that arel is an incognito hunter. for both of them. but they need not know!]
I'm here to protect the school and investigate the threat posed by Sylwia. And to kill her, if she comes here again. [janus says this with a straight face because janus says everything with a straight face. in reality, they know that they wouldn't stand a good chance against a creature of that power. but they'd take an opportunity if they saw it, and put any student before them. maybe not bryn. but bryn's a hunter, is why. bryn would do the same.]
If there's anything I can do to make you feel safer, I will try, [janus tells her. they look her over carefully and decide that she's telling the truth, or as much of it as she feels safe doing. trust doesn't come easy to a hunter, but janus knows they can offer a lot without compromising the mission or the clan.] I can look into the death of your mother. I can show you my power, which I share with all hunters, so you will know when we are a different kind.
Or I can stay away. I can do all of these things, if you like. [easy, easy. for a tea-drinking assassin, none of this is difficult, really.]
[ don't worry, if she ever finds out, charlie will have a bit of an emotional crisis.
for now, she listens to them, watching him talk about kill someone, something without much emotion at all. is that what hunters are? even if sylwia was evil, she was still living being. charlie couldn't even imagine killing the hunters that killed her mother, violence was abhorrent to her, even when she was a wolf, she felt a retched sort of guilt about killing animals.
and yet, she knows that's what needs to be done, if the rumors are true. sylwia could risk them all. and the violence she could bring upon their world, upon innocent lives...
when they mentions her mother, her eyes immediately go to their face and she shakes her head.] No. Leave her... she's already been through enough. [ her mother should stay at rest, at peace. and charlie wasn't ready to face it all again. she felt overwhelmed.]
Answer me this: does Arel know what you are? Does he trust you? [ it's a stupid question given that arel lives with them and speaks fondly of them. but she wants to hear what they have to say.]
[no charlie no. that's a reason to worry, not a reason not to.
and now, for the first time since she's met janus, they hesitate. her question's a good one. two weeks ago, they would have said with confidence yes, and yes. or at least, yes, and enough. these days, they aren't so sure. janus had hurt him. not badly, but it was explicitly their hunter training, their potential for violence that janus had turned against him. it had been shameful. janus has yet to properly make amends.] He knows about him. You should ask him yourself, [janus answers finally. they don't want to lie to her. not even in spirit.] He's seen me make mistakes. I can't speak for him.
You can decide later. And you can always change your mind, [janus offers, finally.] It shouldn't be a problem for long. One day I'll be called away. Probably soon. Sylwia tipped her hand. [janus reaches for their tea again, picking up the mug by the handle. stealing the warmth from it. portugal is warm, but nothing compared to florida. they don't complain about it, but janus is cold all the time.]
[ she's perceptive, it's more than just a wolf trait. they maybe good at reading people but charlie isn't too shabby herself. she senses the pause and decides it's not a good thing. or at least, that there's some tension between the roommates, janus' words only seem to further that idea.
she simply nods at their suggestion to ask arel and already, she's planned on doing that.] I didn't say I want you to stay away. You're Arel's roommate, we're going to be running into each other... I just don't know you. [ and that they are a hunter will make it tougher for her to trust them.
however, if she were a wolf right about now her ears would be perked and she'd have her head tilted sideways at what they'd just said.]
[janus swallows a mouthful of tea, then sets the mug back on their lap. the warmth isn't quite enough to soothe the queasy flip of their stomach, even though they keep their face neutral. there's definitely some tension, and it's getting toward that time that janus knows they need to stop avoiding. cowardice is all it is. cowardice, unbecoming of a hunter.]
We don't have to. You don't have to know me. I can make arrangements if you don't want to see me around. I'm good at staying out of sight. [janus could learn her footsteps, take note of arel's preferred tryst times.] I'll still be here, though, so it'll just be-- pretend. You don't have to choose this, I just want you to be aware of all your options. [#informed consent. at least one (1) of chinatown's characters gives a shit about it.]
Sylwia came into the school dance. The one they call the 'Spring Fling.' She announced her intentions with humankind and myths who side against her.
[ charlie has forgotten to drink her tea so when she sees them do it, she follows suit. she doesn't want to be rude. she watches them for a moment as they try to give her an out and the thing is, she could take it, she could say she never wants to see them but... it would cause more drama and it was better to know what janus was about than not, to keep her eyes on them. her father had tried to force his brand of paranoia on her and some of had stuck over the years.]
I'm not... that's not what I'm interested in. I don't trust hunters in general but grouping people is not something I do. I'm sure that not all selkies are evil just because Sywia is. [ charlie doesn't sound impressed by sywia at all. she's not into showy villian-type people. it seems over-the-top and ridiculous to make a declaration of war when it would make more sense to just attack when it's least expected.]
You and Arel are friends and I assume you care about him. So do I. Ignoring each other is sort of... third grade.
[there's a tiny, fractioned curl of janus' mouth, the smallest smile. to be honest, they respect paranoia. they are a great deal like that, themself. paranoia keeps you alive, and it's certainly better to know where your prospective enemies are at a given time than to choose willful ignorance. janus approves of this. they also know that she has a brother, and that must be on her mind as well— that she has to protect him.
janus is a pretty weird sixteen-year-old.]
All right, [they nod.] Then I'll be here to answer questions if you have any. There's another hunter here too, her name is Bryn. We're going to start self-defense exercises in the quad next week. You should join us. We both have wolves in our clan, and we know something about how best you can defend yourself.
[ what she doesn't tell them is that her father already forced her to learn how to defend herself, that she could be quite deadly for someone her age even in human form. no, she wasn't some expert but she knew enough to be dangerous, to catch someone off guard who might underestimate her.]
I might stop by. [ she wont but they shouldn't take offense, she just knows better than to show off what moves she does know.]
I'm not sure I have any questions besides... if you're not a wolf... are you something else?
[Arel's whistling along to the music he's listening to when he walks into the dorm, headphones on, head bopping to the music. He's in a good mood - all things considered, but everything drops the second he walks into the room.
Janus. And Charlie. Having tea. This is not what he thought he would walk into. He freezes for a second at the scene in front of him, before going to his desk, dropping his headphones and phone on top of it. The music's still playing, sounding tinny.
Things with Janus are still weird. Less weird, but still definitely weird, and they just feel even weirder now, as Arel runs a hand through Charlie's hair as a greeting.]
Hey. What's up? [It's directed at both of them. Trying not to be too awkward, here.]
[janus will wonder, when she doesn't show. but they won't press. another grand lesson of tact, hard-won after a long month of awkward questions and stalking people. they draw another mouthful of tea, and they're thinking about how to answer her question when the other hunter's footsteps light the common area outside. janus glances at the doorway-- doubtless, charlie does too, her enhanced hearing working a parallel to process to the hunter's hypervigilance.
it's distracting. janus doesn't find an answer to her question before arel walks in and says his greeting, and touches charlie in that easy way that makes janus wonder to themself, sometimes, when they stalk people, ask themself hard questions, watching people pair off creepily from the sky.]
I have harpy powers, [they say finally, answering charlie's question a weird interval of time later.] I can fly, anyway. I'm supposed to be able to stun people with my voice as well, but I've never figured it out. I should probably talk to Jay about that. [end educational mode. begin interpersonal mode.] Charlie is returning your missing earring.
[ charlie had wondered if they were any relation to jay considering... well, they looked similar (of course, this was before she'd met jay in person and then she'd see they were identical, almost). but now she'd assume that harpies perhaps looked similar. however, she wouldn't have a chance to really delve deep into that considering arel was in the room being distracting and well... yeah, she can sense a tension.
she offers arel a smile when he touches her, still, she nods a little, looking back to jay as they answers her question. she takes another quick sip of tea as janus speaks before adding herself--] I came by to drop it off-- [ for a moment, she probably looks like she's trying to stifle a laugh due to the memory of losing the earring but she takes in a breath and evens her expression out.] And your roommate invited me in for tea. [ and arel should know by now that charlie isn't the sort to refuse a kind gesture.]
My -- earring. [He moves his tongue in his mouth, enough for the tiny piece of plastic tubing he's temporarily replaced his tongue piercing with moves against his teeth. He can guess it's not an earring she's bringing back, but he has no interest in explaining that to Janus. They'd definitely unpack it with that clinical way they have and it's just. Not something Arel wants to be a witness of.
So he smiles at Charlie instead, nodding.]
Right, yeah, of course. Thanks for looking for it. [Then he nods at Janus, implicitly thanking them for being their usual polite self.]
[and now this is the hilarifun part of the thread where i guess all three of them are going to pretend that janus doesn't stud their roommate closely enough to notice the tiny ball of metal that usually decorates his tongue was recently replaced by a small plastic surrogate. janus' face is pleasantly blank. they are definitely thinking about the physics and probable causes of the jewelry's loss unless that's infomodding and then instead they'll just be thinking about charlie and arel having sex. one may debate which is creepier.] Sure. [they nod at arel.]
I'm going train with Bryn, [janus says then, standing up. they put their cup on the edge of their desk and then finally remember to smile. it's like hitting a button.] If you need to work on your grappling, I recommend her. [janus measures even strides to the window and pulls it open. air trickes in, warm and scented with spring. the hunter folds up their gangly limbs and starts agilely to climb out.]
[ look, charlie doesn't know that janus is that observant nor does she have an inkling of what the roommates' relationship is or was or is going to be, she just senses that there's something else going on that she doesn't know about and the Chill Girl in her tells her that it isn't her business and not to pry. ]
Yeah, of course, [ she replies to arel in the same fashion as arel had, glancing at janus when they speak and excuse themselves from the room. she moves to stand too, holding her tea.] Thanks for the tea and... everything, Janus, [ she says before he can scramble out the window, glancing up at arel with an expression of curiosity she cannot help.]
Not forgetting, [he replies just before Janus is out - not the door, but the window, because why not - and there's something, as they fly away, that just seems to deflate inside of Arel. He walks to the window, closes it, before turning to Charlie.]
Sorry - that was awkward as fuck. Were they okay, with you? [It's hard to explain, just how much Arel likes them but how he also understands that it's not exactly easy. But Arel knows more about Janus than most people do - the training, the conditioning, the aspects of their life being all hyperfocused on their mission and not on being able to hold a conversation full of small talk. It's not their fault.
He looks wistfully at the window, sighing.]
Don't get me wrong, I really like them. But things have been a little strained lately. Sorry to put you in the middle of it.
Last time I checked I'm the one who invited myself over so... [ She looks up at him with perked eyebrows, reminding him without really saying much that she is independent and he didn't put her anywhere. It had been her choice to come to his room and her choice to accept the invitation.
But her spidey senses are going haywire and she approaches Arel carefully, setting aside the tea cup before reaching for his hand, turning it over and uncurling his fingers if necessary so his hand is palm up.] It wasn't that bad, they seem... they were trying and that's nice.
Did you get into a fight or something? [ she pries, she doesn't mean to but it's asked out of concern not out a selfish, nosy need, at least. If he gave her some kind of generic answer, she'd take a hint and drop the subject all together. But if he wanted to talk about it, she'd listen too.
Meanwhile, a her hand holds his steady, she reaches into the front pocket of her flannel to pull out the tongue ring and place it gently into his hand, making sure he has it and it won't roll to the floor before she lets go of his hand.]
Yeah, 'course. [He's just used to apologising. Call it a British thing - he knows how to make a proper brew, how to queue, how to binge drink, and how to apologise. But, just like he didn't want to take anything away from Janus, he doesn't want to take anything from Charlie, either.]
We did. [That's the easiest way to answer, with the truth. And besides - she's not just a booty call. She's a friend. He nods when he closes his hand around the tongue ring, going to drop it into the correct body jewellery baggie in his bedside drawer.]
I fucked up, then they fucked up, and now we're at this stage where we're trying to assess if we want to talk it out. Hence, awkward. But I think we'll work it out.
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she might have missed it on her earlier 'visit,' but janus' side of the room is very clearly different from their roommate's. almost spartan, some utilitarian sheets, books on the table, everything made up military school tidy. arel isn't exactly messy, but his side has character. gym equipment on the floor, a baseball cap hanging off the leg of his bed. he owns possessions.]
What are you dropping off?
[the water boiler is already done. janus goes to get cups from their closet, stashed in with the neatly geometrical organization of grey and black clothing, supplies in cases. from looking at him, it's quite difficult to tell that janus is thinking, she doesn't have enormous breasts, maybe that doesn't matter so much to arel, that's good, not hopeful, pointless, but maybe there's something there. she seems nice. janus likes wolves, anyway. usually the small ones.] And what's your favorite type of tea.
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Oh, [ she pauses because this is awkward-ish.] Just one of his earrings. It fell out and we couldn't find it. [ just being vague-ish on purpose.]
I usually go with the classic: Earl Grey but I also really like Bai Hao Yin Zhen (silver needle).
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even if she is lying to them. they aren't sure what it is about the situation that warrants deception, but as with arel, they choose not to point it out. it's a little different for janus, who typically rather loudly, bluntly speaks or types their observations about deception, outside of missions. generally, they find people's stakes and concerns and motivations kind of silly. but in general, they have been tolerant of arel's silliness; why not those of his lover as well. it's probably just the civilian perspective.
they pour out the water.]
You're new to the school, right? [they ask.] I just got here too. Right after everything with Sylwia. Do feel safe here? Do you like it?
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My brother and I have been here for almost a month, I wasn't here for the whole selkie threat thing but I've heard about it. [ their other questions warrant a shrug.] Yeah, I mean... it's not safe anywhere, is it? There are hunters back where I'm from so... at least here I'm surrounded by people like me.
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they put earl grey in her tea, in a little metal ball with holes in it. carry it back to her, along with a pack of sugar and a tiny disposable cup of half-and-half in case she likes those kinds of things. she is their second (2nd) guest ever. janus themself winds up outfitted with a cup of green.] I'm a hunter, [is probably not the most tactful thing to segue into, but at least they then add,] but my kind only hunt myths that harm humans and others. I'm here because of Sylwia. I won't hunt students here.
You're right, though. It isn't safe anywhere. Most students don't think about that.
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their words barely soothe her. it's not janus' fault and she can't stop the words that snap from her lips, in a clipped, quiet tone... they born from the hatred her father keeps.]
My mother was killed by hunters and she never hurt anyone. [ heat has risen in her cheeks and charlie, the queen of diffusing situations, finds she cannot help the way her mind races or how she wonders why arel would be comfortable living with a hunter.]
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Do you know anything about the hunters that killed your mother? [janus sets aside their tea and picks up their feet off the floor. crosses their legs with surprising agility, into a lotus position. they regard charlie steadily.] If they were myths, that might be a mission for a clan. But I won't speak of this to anyone if you don't want me to. I just want you to feel safe. [partly because of arel, of course.
but partly also because
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she wasn't sure that even casey knew that. it was something she saw, it was something that haunted her still. she'd never said it aloud, their father never wanted to talk about what happened, only that it had happened and they had to be on their guard, to never trust a hunter. ever. to be wary of humans, always.
she's spent a lot of time shedding her father's paranoias.
and this hunter seems to be calm, not blood thirsty or evil. but it could be a part of their cunning.]
I'm here to be safe. It's the only reason my father let us come here. To be safe. [ he would lose his mind if he knew there was a hunter here.] Why are you here?
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I'm here to protect the school and investigate the threat posed by Sylwia. And to kill her, if she comes here again. [janus says this with a straight face because janus says everything with a straight face. in reality, they know that they wouldn't stand a good chance against a creature of that power. but they'd take an opportunity if they saw it, and put any student before them. maybe not bryn. but bryn's a hunter, is why. bryn would do the same.]
If there's anything I can do to make you feel safer, I will try, [janus tells her. they look her over carefully and decide that she's telling the truth, or as much of it as she feels safe doing. trust doesn't come easy to a hunter, but janus knows they can offer a lot without compromising the mission or the clan.] I can look into the death of your mother. I can show you my power, which I share with all hunters, so you will know when we are a different kind.
Or I can stay away. I can do all of these things, if you like. [easy, easy. for a tea-drinking assassin, none of this is difficult, really.]
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for now, she listens to them, watching him talk about kill someone, something without much emotion at all. is that what hunters are? even if sylwia was evil, she was still living being. charlie couldn't even imagine killing the hunters that killed her mother, violence was abhorrent to her, even when she was a wolf, she felt a retched sort of guilt about killing animals.
and yet, she knows that's what needs to be done, if the rumors are true. sylwia could risk them all. and the violence she could bring upon their world, upon innocent lives...
when they mentions her mother, her eyes immediately go to their face and she shakes her head.] No. Leave her... she's already been through enough. [ her mother should stay at rest, at peace. and charlie wasn't ready to face it all again. she felt overwhelmed.]
Answer me this: does Arel know what you are? Does he trust you? [ it's a stupid question given that arel lives with them and speaks fondly of them. but she wants to hear what they have to say.]
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and now, for the first time since she's met janus, they hesitate. her question's a good one. two weeks ago, they would have said with confidence yes, and yes. or at least, yes, and enough. these days, they aren't so sure. janus had hurt him. not badly, but it was explicitly their hunter training, their potential for violence that janus had turned against him. it had been shameful. janus has yet to properly make amends.] He knows about him. You should ask him yourself, [janus answers finally. they don't want to lie to her. not even in spirit.] He's seen me make mistakes. I can't speak for him.
You can decide later. And you can always change your mind, [janus offers, finally.] It shouldn't be a problem for long. One day I'll be called away. Probably soon. Sylwia tipped her hand. [janus reaches for their tea again, picking up the mug by the handle. stealing the warmth from it. portugal is warm, but nothing compared to florida. they don't complain about it, but janus is cold all the time.]
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she simply nods at their suggestion to ask arel and already, she's planned on doing that.] I didn't say I want you to stay away. You're Arel's roommate, we're going to be running into each other... I just don't know you. [ and that they are a hunter will make it tougher for her to trust them.
however, if she were a wolf right about now her ears would be perked and she'd have her head tilted sideways at what they'd just said.]
What do you mean? What did she do?
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We don't have to. You don't have to know me. I can make arrangements if you don't want to see me around. I'm good at staying out of sight. [janus could learn her footsteps, take note of arel's preferred tryst times.] I'll still be here, though, so it'll just be-- pretend. You don't have to choose this, I just want you to be aware of all your options. [#informed consent. at least one (1) of chinatown's characters gives a shit about it.]
Sylwia came into the school dance. The one they call the 'Spring Fling.' She announced her intentions with humankind and myths who side against her.
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I'm not... that's not what I'm interested in. I don't trust hunters in general but grouping people is not something I do. I'm sure that not all selkies are evil just because Sywia is. [ charlie doesn't sound impressed by sywia at all. she's not into showy villian-type people. it seems over-the-top and ridiculous to make a declaration of war when it would make more sense to just attack when it's least expected.]
You and Arel are friends and I assume you care about him. So do I. Ignoring each other is sort of... third grade.
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janus is a pretty weird sixteen-year-old.]
All right, [they nod.] Then I'll be here to answer questions if you have any. There's another hunter here too, her name is Bryn. We're going to start self-defense exercises in the quad next week. You should join us. We both have wolves in our clan, and we know something about how best you can defend yourself.
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I might stop by. [ she wont but they shouldn't take offense, she just knows better than to show off what moves she does know.]
I'm not sure I have any questions besides... if you're not a wolf... are you something else?
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Janus. And Charlie. Having tea. This is not what he thought he would walk into. He freezes for a second at the scene in front of him, before going to his desk, dropping his headphones and phone on top of it. The music's still playing, sounding tinny.
Things with Janus are still weird. Less weird, but still definitely weird, and they just feel even weirder now, as Arel runs a hand through Charlie's hair as a greeting.]
Hey. What's up? [It's directed at both of them. Trying not to be too awkward, here.]
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it's distracting. janus doesn't find an answer to her question before arel walks in and says his greeting, and touches charlie in that easy way that makes janus wonder to themself, sometimes, when they stalk people, ask themself hard questions, watching people pair off creepily from the sky.]
I have harpy powers, [they say finally, answering charlie's question a weird interval of time later.] I can fly, anyway. I'm supposed to be able to stun people with my voice as well, but I've never figured it out. I should probably talk to Jay about that. [end educational mode. begin interpersonal mode.] Charlie is returning your missing earring.
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she offers arel a smile when he touches her, still, she nods a little, looking back to jay as they answers her question. she takes another quick sip of tea as janus speaks before adding herself--] I came by to drop it off-- [ for a moment, she probably looks like she's trying to stifle a laugh due to the memory of losing the earring but she takes in a breath and evens her expression out.] And your roommate invited me in for tea. [ and arel should know by now that charlie isn't the sort to refuse a kind gesture.]
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So he smiles at Charlie instead, nodding.]
Right, yeah, of course. Thanks for looking for it. [Then he nods at Janus, implicitly thanking them for being their usual polite self.]
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I'm going train with Bryn, [janus says then, standing up. they put their cup on the edge of their desk and then finally remember to smile. it's like hitting a button.] If you need to work on your grappling, I recommend her. [janus measures even strides to the window and pulls it open. air trickes in, warm and scented with spring. the hunter folds up their gangly limbs and starts agilely to climb out.]
Chinese for dinner tonight. Don't forget.
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Yeah, of course, [ she replies to arel in the same fashion as arel had, glancing at janus when they speak and excuse themselves from the room. she moves to stand too, holding her tea.] Thanks for the tea and... everything, Janus, [ she says before he can scramble out the window, glancing up at arel with an expression of curiosity she cannot help.]
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Sorry - that was awkward as fuck. Were they okay, with you? [It's hard to explain, just how much Arel likes them but how he also understands that it's not exactly easy. But Arel knows more about Janus than most people do - the training, the conditioning, the aspects of their life being all hyperfocused on their mission and not on being able to hold a conversation full of small talk. It's not their fault.
He looks wistfully at the window, sighing.]
Don't get me wrong, I really like them. But things have been a little strained lately. Sorry to put you in the middle of it.
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But her spidey senses are going haywire and she approaches Arel carefully, setting aside the tea cup before reaching for his hand, turning it over and uncurling his fingers if necessary so his hand is palm up.] It wasn't that bad, they seem... they were trying and that's nice.
Did you get into a fight or something? [ she pries, she doesn't mean to but it's asked out of concern not out a selfish, nosy need, at least. If he gave her some kind of generic answer, she'd take a hint and drop the subject all together. But if he wanted to talk about it, she'd listen too.
Meanwhile, a her hand holds his steady, she reaches into the front pocket of her flannel to pull out the tongue ring and place it gently into his hand, making sure he has it and it won't roll to the floor before she lets go of his hand.]
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We did. [That's the easiest way to answer, with the truth. And besides - she's not just a booty call. She's a friend. He nods when he closes his hand around the tongue ring, going to drop it into the correct body jewellery baggie in his bedside drawer.]
I fucked up, then they fucked up, and now we're at this stage where we're trying to assess if we want to talk it out. Hence, awkward. But I think we'll work it out.
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