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[aurabble]

"Hi,  Jaune Arc here!  ...Except that, I'm actually not here right now.  Or  maybe I am and I just re-discovered decent comic books but I mean, I'm  probably not ignoring you.  So leave me a message.  Unless you were  trying to call someone else.  Then you should call them.  Smiley face."

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[unhappy]

I don't think you would either.

[ She's definitely noticed his attempts to get closer to her, quirking an eyebrow at him, then lowering her gaze. ]

You're right, definitely wasn't as hard as I was thinking. [ Emerald activates the teleport, reaching down as if she's going to grab him through his pants, her hand a hair's length away when it activates and they're suddenly at her front door. She turns to unlock it, raising her voice to check if Mercury's home before inviting Jaune in. ]

Merc? [ No response. He was at work. Thankfully. She didn't know how to explain this and was glad she wouldn't have to yet. She gestures for Jaune to come in, the apartment being actually really really nice, but he won't get much of a look at it as she drags him over to her room. ] Come on.

[aurabble]

But if you ever want to end it on that note, I'd prefer not to.

[He looks offended, about to ask what that's supposed to mean, but then she's reaching straight for his pants and he inhales sharply before any contact is made--

And then they're at her front door. He looks so cross about the whole thing, fidgeting restlessly and following her in. Once he's dragged to her room, he looks around at the new surroundings.]

So, uhm...what first?

[unhappy]

I might parachute one day.

[ Emerald's room isn't exactly a mess, but it's definitely not clean either. It's clear she just collects knick knacks from bounties or anything she finds interesting, extra blankets are dumped on the end of her bed, and there's a pile of laundry in the corner that's just stacked on the floor instead of in a hamper. There are a couple of things under her bed, too. Oh well. Cluttered and disorganized, but mostly clean besides that. ]

I'm going to actually take my clothes off. [ she's pretty sure that's a good place to start. ]

[aurabble]

Hey do you think parachuting sex could be a thing?

[Her room is so much cleaner than his. He's glad they're doing this here and not at his place.]

Do you need any-- any help? [Oh god could he sound any worse? Jaune shakes his head and closes the distance between them now that they're completely alone.]

I mean, let me help.

[unhappy]

The wind while falling would make it pretty hard to stay wet and it takes under 10 minutes. For your sake I hope not.

[ The cleanliness is probably more to do with the robot maid than anything, but at least no one will be stubbing their toe on anything.

Emerald had her hands behind her neck to pull her shirt up and almost had a snide remarks ready for him, but when he changes it to telling her to let him, she stops, watching him for a moment before lifting up hey hair instead so he can pull her shirt off. ]

Go ahead.