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Post by Mia Kearney on Mar 30, 2020 17:10:55 GMT -4
“Oi. Nuff o’ that.” She let out as she started nodding her head like a broken bobble head as she displayed her thanks, Mia scoffing in disbelief even as she saw the tears in her eyes. Sure they didin’t spill out but… they were there. Heck what followed even had her even more in disbelief. A year later and that was still her goal huh? Well… Mia certainly wasn’t gonna argue with that. It was a great motivator for her to stay pretty active herself… and it gave her some hope the more frail looking Jaz she was seeing right now wasn’t the image that either of them were gonna see for long. “Anytime okay? Seriously… anytime. You know you can trust me.” She offered a warm smile. On some level she wondered what either of them did to earn the other’s trust like this but… as dumb as it sounded in her head, they were kindred souls. Something just hit her when she looked at Jaz… their nurture was different, but at the end of the day, she wouldn’t say their nature was much different, if at all.
She’d start to rise up, slapping down the top of the now empty first pizza box and carrying it to the kitchen as they continued to talk. The living space and the kitchen were only really divided by a small ‘serving window’ style bit of walling and a chance from wood flooring to tile flooring, no doors and no clear dividing doorway or anything like that, so it was more than easy to continue holding a conversation as she was cleaning up.
“Yeah. Guest room. Better fucking live with it. I hear a complaint outta ya I’m renting you a whole fucking apartment.” She teased with a smirk, as if she’d keep upgrading Jaz they teased eachother about it, shaking her head as she returned and lifting up the still full pizza. It wouldn’t be warm but she could snack on it later or something. “Don’t er… worry about guests though. I don’t get laid every night… shame as it is.” She let out a chuckle, reaching for her half done pizza. “Trash or Fridge?” She’d ask, getting into a more casual flow now that the heavy shit was said and done.
She’d pick up the pizza wherever it was going and shift them both into the kitchen, trash or fridge as needed before coming back to the words about how Jaz wasn’t about to take any charity. “Yeah, free room and board. Not a charity case at all.” She cheekily let out as she fell back into the couch, sinking back down into the middle and rolling her head back, just letting the warm food sit in her gut for a bit. “But… yeah. I get it. Really though. Not a charity case… I can at least get you some new clothes or some shit? The school will cover your ass once you get back into the dorms but er… if you need some clothes for a part time job or anything. Lemme know. Okay?”
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Mar 30, 2020 17:38:33 GMT -4
"Aye aye cap'n," Jaz replied jokingly, offering a wave in response to Mia's words. "I will. Don't worry about it. I'd really rather not trouble you any further, what with you knowing what you now know being in a position that you are. I'd really not have you be labeled as harboring some kind of would-be fugitive, but... yeah, no. None of that shit is coming out again. None of it. But... just to put your mind at ease, if I'm ever in trouble with this shit, you're on speed dial, alright?" She reaffirmed, offering the same 'ok' sign with her fingers that she had shown the older Heroine before, when the mood was a little bit lighter earlier in the day.
Jasmine couldn't help but chuckle as she raised her hands up in defeat. "Won't hear a single complaint from me, ma'am. I've been relegated to sleeping in alleys a quite a few times in the last few weeks so any kind of bed is a blessing. Plus I'm sure it'll be comfy as all heck... assuming you didn't break the bed in one of your escapades," she offered, her mood much better than what it had been before courtesy of Mia's own sense of humor. The two of them indeed were very different people in some regards, and incredibly similar in others. Calling them kindred spirits wasn't really all too much of a stretch. Hell, even if Jasmine herself wouldn't admit it for the life of her, some part of the ashen-haired lass considered Red Horn to be something of an older sister. Or, at the very least, the closest she's ever had to anything of the sort. If the late Michael had been her older brother, Mia was definitely her older sister. Funny how that worked.
"You say shame, I say you're not putting in enough effort, number one hero, ma'am," Jasmine jabbed playfully, snickering as she did so. "I'm sure you've heard of what a golden week is. Don't tell me you've never done it before. Also, fridge, please. I'll just warm what's left up for breakfast."
She nodded to what Mia then remarked, going back deep in thought as she sometimes did and let her words flow verbatim to what her mind had conjured, "If I absolutely need something, I'll make sure to ask. But I'm hoping I can make it without it. It's not that I'm trying to be rude by not accepting more help from you - no, you're already doing far more than I could've hoped for. I just... want to do it all on my own. As much as I can. Already got a plan, too. Y'know, with the bigger picture in mind. Find a job. Move back into the dorms. Earn enough money to be able to properly continue my died. Gain back the weight I lost. Start training again. All of that neat stuff... I'm no longer interested in worldly possessions either so that'll save me some expenses. Just gotta plan ahead to buy a laptop and shit to help me with studying," she kept going, laying out her plan brick by brick, exposing the foundations that she had envisioned would hold up the monument that will become a symbol of her climb back towards glory. When Jasmine said she was aiming for the position of top hero, she wasn't kidding. She was dead serious. Despite her circumstances having changed, her goals haven't. She just... resorted to trying a different approach this time around.
When Mia plopped down on the couch, Jaz was actually brought out of her thoughts when the the giant's monstrous weight actually ended up bouncing the ashen-haired lass upwards. Snorting to herself with some amusement, the lone wolf leaned back into the cushions and stretched out her tired legs, letting her whole body relax for the first time in what felt like far too long a time.
"I don't really want to repeat myself and I won't so I'll say it for the last time. Thanks. Honestly. I owe you one and then some," she glanced at her, something of a smile on her face. "What say you we do some sparring one of these days? I could use the training. Plus..." said smile turned into a shit-eating grin, "...pretty sure nobody's given you as much trouble in a spar as I have, huh?"
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Post by Mia Kearney on Mar 31, 2020 20:23:39 GMT -4
“Aye better not.” She teased back at the complaints with a light shake of her head, picking up the pizza boxes for the fridge. “Jesus though… I know it was rough for you getting out of America but sleepy in alleys? Bitch ya know my number hadn’t changed either right?” Despite the heavy topic she was trying her best to give a bit of a light, jokey tone to it, not wanting to put any pressure on the girl given the topic at hand but still kinda curious if there was an excuse here… but hey. It was a tough time. Mia was in Japan, shit was going down here too… if she was honest she could see a few reasons either one of them couldn’t have been able to reach the other. “Don’t worry though, bed’s just fine. All the shit here’s reinforced to handle me just incase I come in so pissed I forget which bed is mine.” She added with a cheeky smirk.
Taking the pizza boxes though she did add. “Like fuck your having this shit for breakfast under my roof though. Up early with me and a full American breakfast. You can re-heat this crap for dinner though. Breakfast though-“ She pinched her fingers together with a sagely node. “Sacred. No fuckin’ with that under my roof.” She let out with a final grin, before dropping off the pizza’s and returning.
As Jaz made it clear she knew she could come to Mia if she REALLY needed it, the blonde heroine was more than satisfied, offering a relaxed smile at that and sunk down deep into the couch when she fell back into it. “Don’t worry about it… I getcha. So long as you know I’m here for ya, and I know you know that… we’re all good.” She let out a long breath. That was just… enough for her. She didn’t want any more out of Jaz and didn’t wanna force more on her. The two of them knew themselves pretty well, and she wasn’t gonna force and push where it might make the girl uncomfortable. “Hey though… you need any recommendations, I bet my number looks damn good on a resume’ these days!~”
Mia scoffed a little as the ‘last’ thanks and shook it off with a dismissive wave of her hand. “Then stop repeating yourself. It’s getting’ fuckin’ annoying.~” She teased right back, sitting up a bit and looking back to Jaz with a smirk as she mentioned a spar. “Oof. In a spar? You still ain’t been topped but… in real fights? You’ve had some contenders. None one on one but I actually lost a fight while you were outta town… in my defense though. Four on One, and they were pretty fucking well coordinated… surprised those fucks went under the radar since. Kinda stunning really they ain’t been making waves but er…”
She slapped her knees. “Story for another day really… you lookin’ for a good night’s sleep or shall I put something on TV. Maybe crack you open a beer.” She paused for a second before adding. “… You’re 18 now right?” She threw in a smirk as if to say ‘like it fucking matters’ but it didn’t hurt to know.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Apr 1, 2020 15:04:30 GMT -4
Jasmine scoffed at the question, shaking her head a little... yet the smile was still prominently situated on her face. "Yeah, I did, but, well... can't exactly help me when I'm almost seven thousand miles away, huh?" She said, shrugging. "And I mean it doesn't matter, really. Like, yeah it sucked then but I'm here now, aren't I?" Even if the words sounded rather bleak, Jasmine meant every single one. This wasn't the first tough period she'd had to go through in her life. Even before she enrolled into U.A. High School the ashen-haired lass had spent most of her life living on the streets or going from couch to couch. One could even say she even knew how to make that kind of life the least bit of uncomfortable as humanly possible... which, admittedly wasn't saying much, but it was still better than nothing. Sure, she was a little worse for wear, but she was alive. That was the only thing that really mattered to her.
Christ, the lone wolf could almost taste the food that Mia was talking about. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuck, it's been so long since I've had something like that. Hell yeah, I'm down... don't throw the pizza away, though. Yeah, I'll warm it up for dinner or a snack or something. No point in throwing perfectly good food away," was something Jasmine had also re-learned during the last year. Back when she first came to U.A., the then-blonde-lioness had gotten a little bit... selfish. She had money, she had a job, a roof over her head, tons of clothes and other neat shit that she didn't really... need. She had it just to have it. Hell, she had a fucking motorcycle just for the shits and giggles. Wasteful hadn't even begun to describe her, especially now when the girl remembered how much money she used to throw away on useless crap she wasn't ever going to use anyway. If she could get even a fraction of that back, she could easily afford to rent a goddamn apartment for herself.
The offer for a recommendation was met with yet another snort and a nod of affirmative. Something like that certainly couldn't hurt coming from the number one Pro Hero. Some establishments would be lining up to take Jasmine in knowing she's acquainted with the one and only Red Horn. Not because of Jasmine, of course. Probably just to get endorsed by Mia... not that the teen would really complain. She needed the money, after all. Plus the idea of being able to choose from whatever job she wanted was also pretty enticing. Then again, there was this one gym that she knew was looking for coaches to hire...
The last little bit of information was enough to have Jasmine blinking almost dumbly as she turned to Mia, "Seriously?" She gawked, still finding it rather hard to believe. Well, one on four being difficult made a lot of sense, but it was still difficult to comprehend this beast of a woman not finding a way to win. The younger woman scowled at the Pro Hero, "I get that you're the number one, but, and while this might seem rich coming from me, you really shouldn't try to do everything yourself if you know you might lose."
"But..." she stopped herself, sighing, "yeah, story for another day. Yes, I am eighteen and actually turning nineteen soon... but I'm gonna pass this time around. As much as I'd love a cold one right now, I think I need a shower more than anything. Haven't had a proper one that's not just at a sink in a public restroom in fuck knows how long," and as she spoke, Jasmine pulled her hoodie over her head, revealing just how badly messed up she had been. Her arms, while still having quite a bit of muscle on them, were quite skinny and pale. Mia would undoubtedly notice how every single tattoo that Jasmine's skin was once rich with was now completely gone, replaced by dozens upon dozens of various scars all throughout. Under her hoodie, Jasmine was wearing a dirty and loose tank top that screamed I'm a few sizes too big for you. "Shit, gonna need to wash this," she mumbled to herself, noticing exactly how stained the piece of clothing was.
The girl sighed before tossing her hoodie onto her shoulder, standing up and grabbing her rucksack, "So... yeah. Imma go take a shower and turn in early tonight. I'll probably be up early," and with that being said Jasmine begun retreating to the guest room. At the door, however, she glanced over her shoulder one more time. "Night, Horny. And thanks. I'll see you tomorrow. Maybe we can train a little and you can tell me about that fight you lost, yeah?"
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Post by Mia Kearney on Apr 1, 2020 15:21:33 GMT -4
Mia shook her head and held an odd bit of pride in the fact Jaz seemed so eager to have some of their cooking. Sure it could just be that she was eager to get any breakfast food in her, not specifically Mia’s, buuuut… well if Mia ranked herself amongst even professional chefs, she felt her food could be hitting a solid ‘D’, which, really, when most people were an F, she felt said something good. It’d be nice seeing Jasmine just… relax with some good food in her tomorrow. “Don’t worry I wasn’t planning to get rid of it. I’ll just toss it in the fridge don’t worry~”
When Jaz locked onto the fact she lost a fight though Mia hung her head a little. “Oh come on it wasn’t like I PLANNED to handle it alone. Besides I can handle like, 20 mooks without breaking a sweat. These 4 were high tier fuckos that targeted me and…” She groaned deeply as she rubbed at her eyes. It wasn’t a fond memory and, thinking about it, it was the earliest instance of this new… red shit, that she was having to deal with now, letting out a hefty breath. “Yeah. Yeah. Maybe best we save that for another time at least. Not a long story but… not something I wanna go to sleep on either. Hardly a pleasant experience is all.” She gave out a slow nod and started to stand herself. If Jasmine wasn’t staying awake, she’d go watch TV in her room to avoid keeping her up.
“Yeah er… there’s a shower room off the guest room. If you toss out the dirty clothes I’ll make sure they’re washed before I go to bed.” Wasn’t a hard job… might have to use some heavy duty cleaning shit but she kept that around for whenever she got blood on her uniform anyway, or heck even her casual clothes if she had to do sudden hero work outside of uniform. “I mean I assume that’s okay. You can lend one of my shirts for pyjamas or… heck sleep naked. I don’t judge. Should help you feel a bit fresher tomorrow to get all that washed though…”
In truth, she should maybe have reacted more to the scars but… she could tell, even if Jasmine was ‘putting them out there’, now wasn’t a time she wanted to talk about them. A story for another time as they seemed to keep paroting to eachother. She’d give Jas a light pat on the back as she headed off to her own room. “Yeah maybe. But we’ll make sure we get some real food in ya before we make any decisions~”
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Post by Maya on Apr 5, 2020 16:26:10 GMT -4
Jasmine had 3232(jesus) EXP and gained 65 EXP
Mia had 497 EXP and gained 49 EXP
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