[ WEEK THREE ]

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WEEK THREE

CURRENT POPULATION: 35 It's a rather quaint town when you get down to it. At least, that's what the Sheriff would argue. Warm and dry in the mornings and afternoons with a brisk coolness in the evenings. The perfect type of weather to just sit out on your rocking chair and observe the comings and goings. ... Of course, there's not much in the way of comings and goings when there aren't any actual people here to watch. Nevertheless, don't let that get you down! The town is your oyster and those roosters won't stop crowing until everyone's out of bed. Up and at 'em, rise and shine, it's time to make the day yours! Except there is, perhaps, a few things amiss. This post functions as the general mingle post for the week. Wanted Posters and other small events will be posted in top levels below. If there's any questions or requests, please send a PM or shoot a PP to robowest.

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[impulsiveness]

option a: monday morning, alley ways.

[Well. The corpse tree sure was a thing. Jason waits until all of the bodies are cut down, and then he disappears for a good hour or two. Late in the morning, anyone walking past one of the alley ways between buildings might get a sudden whiff of cigarette smoke. Should they decide to take a closer look, they'll easily find the culprit. Seems like Jason has plopped down on the ground, tracing figures on the dirt with one hand and holding a lit cigarette in the other. A half-empty pack can also be seen poking out of his pockets.

Once he notices he has company, however, he'll look up from whatever he's doodling on the ground to look at them. He might even put out his cigarette, too, depending on how much he happens to respect this person. Huh.]

... S'up. [He's. Trying.] You come here often?

[This is fine. Probably.]

option b: monday evening, train station.

[Anyone who comes check the WHOLE ASS EXPRESS out will find Jason tapping his fingers against the windows. The fog makes it impossible to see inside, of course, but... Someone might want to stop him before he considers taking a heavy object to the glass. Or maybe just keep him distracted when he hums and asks, to anyone who might be nearby:]

So... Question time. What do you think happened to the old train?

[Their sad, rickety old train.]

option c: monday - wednesday, around town.

[Throughout the week, Jason can be found trying (and possibly failing) to feed and/or befriend the stray dogs and cats around town. Anyone is free to join him, or maybe rub in the fact that he did not bring a Cute Animal Companion^TM with him. Either way, please wish this dumbdumb luck.]

option d: wildcard.

[Come up with your own scenario or shoot me a PP to hash things out! Let's do things.]

b

[sidearmofthelaw]

[ Nisha glances over the train before answering. ]

Could be it moved on to the next station. That tends to be what trains do.

[impulsiveness]

[He glances at the railroad, considering.]

If it moved on to the next station, that implies we could do the same if we followed the rails.

[sidearmofthelaw]

[ Nisha follows his gaze. ]

If you walk far enough, sure. And you don't die of dehydration or get torn apart by skags.

[impulsiveness]

As long as you're not a moron and tough it out without prep, dehydration's easy to take care of.

[... Frowns.]

What do you mean by "skags", though?

a--

[guiltlevel]

[ you won't offer to a 14 year old right.

EITHER WAY... He does notice the smoke when he's just minding his own business, it's only natural he checks it out. He peeks into the alleyway, however, Russell's immediate response is to cover his nose...

Isn't Jason not that much older than him..? Kind of ... Gross. ]

. . . What are you doing?

[ He... Doesn't usually act like this, right? Well. The guy is always yelling at him so, maybe this is better. ]

[impulsiveness]

[Look. He wouldn't offer it to a 16-year-old??? His bad decisions are his and his alone, sheesh.]

Taking a breather. What does it look like I'm doing?

[Okay.

But underage smoking is still better than zero empathy............. probably.]

[guiltlevel]

[ ... Okay, you know what. That's fair. ]

Aren't you my age? You shouldn't be smoking... It's bad for you.

[ Please, Jason. :( ]

[impulsiveness]

Nope.

[Jason Todd, you're older by a year. This does not make you an adult???

But he cocks an eyebrow, looking at him questioningly.]

Are you honest to God worried for my health? I might need to get a video camera if that's the case.

a

[robitussin]

Yeah, I spend a ton of time in alleys, of course. [She pauses, glancing at the cigarette.] Aren't you, like, thirteen?

[She doesn't really appear too bothered, though, as she takes a few steps towards him with a tilt of her head.]

What're you drawing?

shakes you by the shoulders

[impulsiveness]

I'm fifteen.

[Like that makes a difference. But he scoots back a little, so she can get a better view of the drawing on the ground.]

Map of the town. Marking the buildings that have been... y'know, "tainted." Boarded up buildings, too.

[Shrugs.]

:) :) :)

[robitussin]

Still too young. You're going to have permanently awful breath and no girl will want to go near you.

[Valuable life advice, clearly. She kneels slightly when he moves, though, looking over the drawing.]

You think it'll come in handy?

b

[hydrokinetics]

[...don't think this is a weird question, Jason, but:]

What makes you think they're not the same train? Appearances can be deceiving and all that.

[impulsiveness]

Common sense? But common sense also says [dead boys should be dead] none of us should be here, so I guess that's a moot point.

[He offers him a shrug.]

You really think they redecorated the whole thing overnight?

[hydrokinetics]

I'm starting to think that common sense isn't going to help us out here when it comes down to it. We need to start thinking outside of what we know. [Plus yes, he's from a world where the Mist can alter anything easily.]

Why not? Sheriff managed to pull you out of your bed and lock you in the stocks without waking you up. It doesn't seem that impossible to me.

b

[generously]

[ Ah, the train mystery... ]

Before I even answer that, I hope you're not thinking of breaking into something again this week.

[impulsiveness]

[Just. Gives him a cheeky grin.]

Sorry. Can't make any promises. You never know what crazy twists and turns life's gonna take.

c

[leadastray]

[Elizabeth is also without a Cute Animal CompanionTM and as such, has been trying to gain the trust of some of the strays as well. She's finally coaxed one of the cats into approaching her, but at the sound of Jason's footsteps (or maybe at how Elizabeth had moved to finally pet it) it startles and bolts.]

[She makes a soft but frustrated sound, so close!]

[impulsiveness]

[WHOOPS. He stops, clicking his tongue.]

Sorry. Didn't mean to spook 'em.

[leadastray]

[She sighs, straightening up]

They're fickle things, aren't they?

b

[expelliarmed]

[ Harry's made daily stops by the train himself, and today is no exception. He won't stop Jason from trying to break the glass, though all of his own attempts have been futile. ]

I'm not convinced this isn't the same time, just...you know, illusioned up a bit.

[ #magic ]

[impulsiveness]

Illusioned up?

[He considers the train again, humming thoughtfully. Also — oddly accepting of magic? Superheroes are very Wild.]

What's the point of doing that, though? If you're going to cover something up, it's usually for a reason.

[expelliarmed]

[ He appreciates the acceptance. Harry's getting a little tired of having people double-take every time he brings up magic as a possible explanation. ]

What's the point of any of this? [ SOME OMNISCIENT BEING'S WHIM but no he sees where Jason's coming from, too. ] Dunno, but there definitely weren't shapes moving behind the windows of the old train.

c, wednesday!!

[cherrypuncher]

[Yuna's just sort of hanging out in the general area and of course she has to go say hi to Jason when she sees him, but she's just in time to watch a cat flee Jason's friendship offering. Tragic.]

Hi, Jason! I hope I didn't scare your friend away, sorry. [no she knows it wasn't her fault she was too far away but she's being nice]

[impulsiveness]

[The most tragic. He waves her off, shaking his head.]

Nah. That was on me. Don't think that cat liked me very much.

[He was doomed from the start... But, looking up at her from his current position, crouched down on the ground:]

Anyway— What are you up to, Yuna? Enjoying the sights?

[The town is dusty and gross. There are no sights.]