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[goodolcapnjack]

"...dis here's where I talk, right? Right--hey! Jack Kelly's the name, so if youse wanna talk ta me? Just...talk already. Dis ting oughta remembah it somehows--don' ask me how, it just does. Stupid contraption can kiss my--"

BEEP!

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action: evening - 9/5

[blueberryprincess]

[ Evie's at home, sitting on their couch, legs tucked under herself as she drew designs in her new sketchbook. Working at Fortuna Palace was fun and she loved the coworkers she met so far, but she missed Bad Apple.

Dinner was in the oven already, and making the whole small apartment smell amazing. A gravy-loaded Shepherds Pie with home made mashed potatoes and...listen, it's Evie. She god damn went for it with cooking, okay? Because she can. At some point, she used some of her money to buy something for Jack, and it waited for him, wrapped in flashy blue and silver and white paper, his name written neatly on a card.

He should be home, soon. Evie's going to stay on her spot on the couch, drawing away, comfortable in her tank top and short shorts, hair falling around her shoulders. ]

Re: action: evening - 9/5

[goodolcapnjack]

[Jack is, in fact, home--but a little earlier than he expected, so he's being quiet in hopes of making Evie jump.

Yes, he is in fact a jerk.

Spotting her on the couch, blue head bent over something, he shuts the door as silently as he can, then bends to carefully slip off his shoes so he can creep up behind her. Only then does he get a look at the sketch pad she's drawing with...and then he gets distracted by watching her work, because she's in that place--the one where she hasn't quite lost track of her surroundings, but she's relaxed enough that she probably could. Plus, her face gets that soft, serene look and she's doing something very close to smiling. It's an expression Jack always wants to kiss, and the way she dresses at home don't help matters a lick, 'cause it's hardly decent and Jack kind of loves it because she still looks like an angel even when she's decked out like something the sisters at the parish would call a sex crime.

Remembering his original plan--and oblivious to the gift that's sitting within his line of sight because he still doesn't connect presents to him or himself to presents--he leans over until his mouth is right next to her ear before very softly...]

Whatcha doin', Gorgeous?

Re: action: evening - 9/5

[blueberryprincess]

[ Jack has it right in that Evie loses track of her surroundings while she’s working. She’s so hyper focused on her design that she has no clue her boyfriend is home. Usually she’s the one to meet him at the door, arms around his shoulders and lips pressed to his in greeting. But, not today. There’s a ball gown on paper that she wants to work on, the figure it’s on looking surprisingly like Regina Mills, even subtly.


When Jack leans into whisper, Evie shrieks and jumps, almost knocking her book to the ground as she spins to shoot Jack an expression of alarm. And then that expression shifts to soft annoyance that she doesn’t feel, one small hand reaching out to smack him on the shoulder. ]

Jack Kelly, I hate you. [ It should be well known that Evie loves Jack dearly. It says as much in the teasing tone and the warm smile on her face as she turns to crouch on the couch, arms around his shoulders and lips pressed gently to his in greeting. ]

Re: action: evening - 9/5

[goodolcapnjack]

Yeah, I bet you do. [Said with the biggest of shit-eating grins as he gets comfortable, bent over, arms folded along the back of the couch so he's at the perfect height to look her right in the eye--and kiss her if he wants to. Which he does...so he does when she wraps her arms around him and leans in.

Once he's done kissing her hello, Jack promptly pulls back, straightens up--and vaults over the couch to fling himself down beside her, making a snatch at her sketch pad.]

C'mawn, lemme see! Hey, is dat yer muddah? Ain't we fancy--she goin' ta some big royal ball or sumtin'?

Re: action: evening - 9/5

[blueberryprincess]

Absolutely and completely since the day you surprised me with that gold flower.

[ Which is her way of saying she loves him. So clearly, this means he gets another good kiss or two before she's making room for him on the couch. Once he's settled, she settles with her back against his side, knees brought up to give herself something to prop her sketch book against as she shakes her head. ]

This is just something I'm drawing for fun. I'll make this some day for her, but for now I'm still working out the small details.

voice: evening - 10/8

[blueberryprincess]

[ Evie Mills knows not to text Jack. He prefers voice, she's sure of it, and besides. He needs to hear the seriousness in her voice with what she has to say. ]

My love, I'm on my way home. Today has been hilarious and I'm sure you've heard about the witch I apparently managed to upset enough where she's thrown a first year student curse at me. Honestly. Spiders? I learned that at about the same time I learned the proper way to find the right shade of eyeliner. Such a basic and ridiculous curse, if it's even a thing at all. Which I highly doubt and seeing as I doubt it's even a real issue and the validity of a stupid rumor, I'm going to tell you to not go hunting down non-existent witches and their fictional vendettas.

[ She god damn means it, Jack.]

Re: voice: evening - 10/8

[goodolcapnjack]

Tough. I get a name? I'm givin' someone a fat lip.

[Angry Young Man is Angry. NO ONE MESSES WITH HIS GIRL OKAY.]

Re: voice: evening - 10/8

[blueberryprincess]

If there was a name, you’d get it at the same time mother did. But there isn’t one. Maybe this is a case of old habits dying hard, but Isle kids made it a point to remember everyone they’ve slighted and everyone they’ve been slighted by. I don’t remember any upset witch.

Re: voice: evening - 10/8

[goodolcapnjack]

...f'sure?

Re: voice: evening - 10/8

[blueberryprincess]

Possibly. And I wouldn’t send you unarmed and without a plan.

11/0 - text - evening: (backdated like a MF)

[blueberryprincess]

Wasn't there a kid named Atreus in New Dodge at one point?

11/15 - eveningish - action

[blueberryprincess]

Evie'd used magic to unpack boxes super quick, things floating to their proper places at a word from herself or Jack, and it reduced unpacking time from a few hours to just one. Now, Evie sat outside on their front porch, waiting for...

well, she's embarrassed to admit it since she loves cooking, but she's waiting for a delivery of Chinese from a local restaurant.

She just set up the kitchen and really doesn't feel like messing it up again.

With an iced tea in her hand, she sits with her elbow on her knee and her chin in her other hand, smiling as she hears Jack come out of the door to join her.

Without glancing up at him, watching the world around them, she says four very important words.

"We have a house."

This matters so much to her, and she can't even begin to imagine how much it means to her boyfriend.