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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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Should I warn her?

I...honestly don't get why they're together at all. As a couple. Being a third wheel sucks.

Okay cool.

Re: text;

[unhappy]

That's between you and your conscience.

I don't understand relationships in general so don't ask me.

See u

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[aurabble]

Too much effort.

But you make more sense

K bye

action

[unhappy]

[ She's just going to be hanging around near Geraldi's, out of sight but waiting to see when Jaune gets there. ]

Re: action

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[Jaune walks in. Not seeing Emerald, is there a flash of disappointment? No, he's just hungry. Totally just hungry. He takes a seat and stares at his folded hands like they're the most interesting things in the world.]

[unhappy]

[ Em heads in after him, lightly tugging on his neck hair. ]

I want the one with all the meat.

[aurabble]

Gngh- [Jaune makes a weird, stifled sound because that caught him completely off guard. He glances at Emerald, rubbing the back of his neck.]

I was going to order that one anyway, so...yeah.

[unhappy]

David keeps making us order vegetables on everything.

[ she goes ahead of him and sits down. ]

[aurabble]

You mean David isn't delusional and he's actually dating you?

I don't know what's the most surprising. [He orders like...whatever the equivalent is of a mountain dew like the classy guy he is.]

[unhappy]

He can do both at the same time. I'm pretty sure he's really deluded.

[ No one is that positive without being delusional, Jaune. She just waits. Bring her whatever. ]

you get a lot of salty icons until my paycheck kicks in

[aurabble]

Good for you, I guess.

[He's ordering the biggest pizza with all the meat he can. Along with some cheesy breadsticks. They get their drinks, enjoy your whatever Emerald.]

As if they aren't salt monsters anyway

[unhappy]

[ Emerald has her feet up on the seat Jaune is trying to sit in. Good luck buddy. ]

So who are we beating up today?

True

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[His shoulders slump and he makes a face--

Then pulls the seat.]

There's a group in Fayren if you want to make the trip. We could just take them out.

Re: True

[unhappy]

[ She stretches to try to reach him but ultimately both feet fall to the ground with a clack of her heels. ]

Sure. What kind of group?

[aurabble]

[Lol sucks to be you Emerald. He sits down, kicking at her feet.]

Some dragon worshipers harvesting people or something. Sounds like a good time for some fighting.

[unhappy]

What are they harvesting them for? How are they harvesting them?

[ look she's good at not dying. If they're harvesting with weapons sure, but if they're harvesting souls with a weird crystal of soul harvesting she's going for the crystal first ]

[aurabble]

For the dragons. I thought that was obvious. And they suck their souls out or something and then kill them. Basic science.

[Where is their food FINALLY THERE IS THEIR PIZZA. Jaune suddenly brightens and reaches for a slice.]

[unhappy]

Well yeah, I mean how are they sucking their souls out? Vigilantism 101 is 'don't get murdered by your target.' [ She takes a slice too, taking a bite and thinking for a moment, tilting her head as she swallows. ] That's pretty good advice for anyone.

[aurabble]

You could just say don't get murdered. Then it would apply to even more people! [He steals a pepperoni off of a different slice to put on his.] I think they're using their own kind of magic to do it. They have a priest in charge who knows how, so if we kill the priest, we stop the soul sucking.

[unhappy]

Yeah but then it's not specific to our situation and I wouldn't bother saying it.

[ She slaps his hand. Just to knock it out so that she can grab it if he drops it. She goes for direct-to-mouth though. ]

Okay, how do they recruit new people?

[aurabble]

Why not? It fits a lot of situation-- Hey!

[His pepperoni! Just for that he's going to reach for her slice.]

Like followers? I guess the same way any club does. They catch you after a hard day of blacksmithing and are like 'hey, want to join our arcane club and learn some sword magic?' and they hand you a fancy piece of paper and you're like this looks legitimate, then when you get there everything seems fine until the floor opens up to a pit of fire and you're told you're now either one of them or you're dead. Normal stuff.

[unhappy]

[ Whatever, take it. There's a whole pizza, she'll grab another one if you wanna eat the one she already grabbed whatever. ]

What did they teach you at Beacon? Do you have no idea how to infiltrate anything?

[aurabble]

I'm not you, Emerald. I don't just walk in wearing an incredible skirt and charm my way into their lives until one moment they're gossiping to me about Tina in HR and the next I have them--

...You know. I'm not subtle like you are. And a few fake papers and a flashy name aren't going to get us into this one. [He's a lot more focused on his pizza now.]

[unhappy]

Neither was I when I started off. It took practice. Do you know how hard it is to get someone to believe that you genuinely care when you know nothing they're ever going to feel toward you is anything but a reflection of what they want from someone?

[ Mercury's pretty much the first and only person to genuinely care about her, anyway. Cassian... she's sure he cares about her on some level, but if she were to live truly to herself, she knows he'd turn away. Oh well. Emerald kind of stares out the window as she takes a bite of her pizza. She doesn't expect Jaune to have any idea what that's like. He's always surrounded by his idiot friends. ]

[aurabble]

[He's quiet for a moment, staring at his drink, tracing his fingers along the glass.]

And as soon as you challenge that, as soon as you're no longer what they want, or think they want...or they find someone better at it, it's like it never happened. Like it never mattered, you never mattered.

Or am I off the mark? [He's not looking at her.]