estoria | if you see him in the street; (open.)

Who: Jaune Arc (

beaconed), Pyrrha Nikos (

metalist), and you!
When: 10/10 IC.
Where: Everywhere, more or less. See prompts!
What: They're taking an alien pig out for a walk
Rating/Warning: n/a for now — will edit if needed

[ While various emergencies and disruptions have eroded the metaphorical edges of the colony, leaving many businesses abandoned and certain areas disrupted, it's still largely livable, wanderable. And, for reasons all her own, Pyrrha recently volunteered to walk an alien pig named Wednesday around the colony to... make sure it eats garbage.

So, that's what Jaune and Pyrrha are doing right now. Walking through the entire colony, creature-led, talking among themselves - but they'll still stop and talk to any familiar (or unfamiliar!) faces. ]

♜ ғᴏᴏᴅ sᴛᴏᴘ.

[ Here, Jaune is precariously lifting Wednesday to place him on the inside of a dumpster, the pig squirming and making his task harder with every inch lifted. Eventually, the creature tumbles gracelessly into the piles of food waste, making little alien oinks of happiness as he eats.

If that's when your character approaches, they might witness Pyrrha hold her hands out, prepared to catch Wednesday should Jaune lose his grip, or they might hear her say, ]

... Jaune, who is going to get him back out?

♜ ɴɪᴛᴇᴏ.

[ Is there a better place to lose a neon blue alien pig than in an equally neon, definitely risky night club? Jaune and Pyrrha are currently chasing after it - she's definitely not letting him hold the leash again - and it's just a fun time all around. ]

♜ ɢᴀʀᴅᴇɴs.

[ Sitting on a bench, Pyrrha and Jaune are deep in conversation.

The pig is chewing on Jaune's pant leg. ]

Hello!

[ Waving at whoever passes by, Pyrrha isn't addressing the fact that the pig is eating Jaune's clothing. Is it deliberate? Is it obliviousness? Who can say? ]

♜ ᴊᴜɴᴋʏᴀʀᴅ.

[ They make it here eventually. Wednesday is happily chewing on a piece of metal, seemingly invulnerable to any damage it could pose to the inside of its mouth. Huh.

Even Pyrrha is looking a little exhausted by their day-long adventure. Both of them are sitting on an overturned crate, back to back. ]

Perhaps next time, we should come here first.

♜ ᴡɪʟᴅᴄᴀʀᴅ.

( Go ahead! If you can dream it, we can RP it. )

♜ ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴅ.

[ Only once the pig is dropped back off at the casino and they're back at the apartment does rest and relaxation seem possible.

So, of course, the moment Jaune slumps down on the couch, Pyrrha asks: ]

Is it... too late to ask to spar?

[ They haven't been back on the roof since her breakdown up there, after all. ]

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[ Yang's at least back to doing her job, and it sure is a fine time to be a bouncer, throwing out the tough guys and--

... Staring at the neon blue pig running around. ]

Really?

I got it!!!

[ Jaune baseball slides across the floor and... completely misses both Wednesday and Yang, continuing to crash into a bar stool. ]

I didn't get it.

[ By contrast, Pyrrha walks calmly through the carnage their pig friend is creating, watching with patience as Jaune just makes a worse mess than Wednesday ever could.

Oh, and Yang! Pyrrha smiles to see her. ]

Hello, Yang. I'm sorry about -- [ she just kind of looks around, because today, she's sorry for everything that has and will happen in the surrounding minutes. ]

Should I ask, or should I just clear the dance floor? [ She's just going to move over to grab Jaune by the wrist and pull him to his feet, with the air of someone who can't actually be all that surprised by this. ]

[ Thanks MOM, Jaune gives Yang an appreciative nod as he's helped up. ]

You would do that for us? -- I-I mean, no! I... that's not why we're here.

...
Actually, I'm surprised you're here. [ He had no idea Yang started going back to her routine again. In many ways, both Yang and Pyrrha are starting to bounce back to their feet after Remnant left them broken, and he's happy to see it. ]

[ You guys talk, Pyrrha's just going to run after a blue pig.

He's very fast once he's off his leash. Huh. ]

[ Try not to break too many things, Pyrrha. ]

I do still have a job, you know... [ Yang's just going to shake her head. ] Since apparently no one else can handle this place.

Hm, shocker! You're not that easy to replace, Yang.

[ He's not just talking about work - hopefully this means she will be an active part of her team again.

.......and he totally forgot about Wednesday for the moment. GOOD LUCK PARTNER ]

[ The dance floor could definitely do with being cleared, as Pyrrha makes her way through the throng of oblivious gyrators, hot on Wednesday's trail. The loud, thumping bass seems to be emanating from the very center, rendering her effectively deaf as she keeps a spot of blue in the periphery of her vision.

Jaune and Yang might have an easier time hearing, in order: someone shouting, hey, it's a cat! here, kitty,; a faint twang, not dissimilar to the sound of Pyrrha's semblance; and a chirpy apology.

Nothing is broken, though! ]

... Shouldn't you be helping her?

[ Speaking of being an active part of one's team-- ]

[ Jaune turns slowly, witnesses the carnage, and quietly decides that any involvement from him will only make it worse.

That and it's a little bit funny. ]

I... I think Pyrrha has everything under control.

[ She absolutely does not.

By the time Wednesday emerges from the dance floor, Pyrrha hot on his heels, he's wearing a multicoloured string with a dangling glowstick around his... well, let's just call it a neck.

Pyrrha rolls, tackles, catches, and then thrusts the squealing creature into Jaune's arms.

Somewhere behind them, someone is yelling MEAT IS MURDER. Weird. ]

Maybe not everything, but I think only a few things broke and no one died, so that's promising.

[ All in all, a fairly quiet night for Niteo?? ]

Too soon. [ His partner still has PTSD about the whole dying thing!! ]

--Heyyy there, cutie! [ He makes sure to hold Wednesday tight, not willing to let Pyrrha go through that whole cartoony chase sequence again (why is it assumed that she'll be the one to do it??). ]

And Pyrrha!

[ Speaking of bad jokes... ]

I could have used your help, you know.

[ It's easily said, but between that raucous chase and his misaimed "and Pyrrha" comment (which was well done, but probably not the best timed?), it's possible she's less than thrilled with him right now.

Their first squabble? It's like she's forgetting that she volunteered herself, and not Jaune, for pig walking... ]

Just make him hold onto it for the rest of the night. And maybe get it a shorter leash?

[ Or a leash in general?? ]

I-- sorry.

[ He holds Wednesday up to conceal his face. ] "Me too."

F-For the joke, as well. [ ... ] "That's right, I'm the second-cutest here!"

[ Jaune looks over at Yang, then corrects his little charade. ]

"Third-cutest."

...Fourth! [ HE FORGOT TO COUNT HIMSELF. ]

[ There is a leash! ...But it's snugly tucked into Pyrrha's purse. She could get it out, but Yang's proposed punishment seems like a better idea.

Until Jaune apologises adorably, and Pyrrha immediately melts. ]

So, you're saying the pig is cuter than you?

[ ... Yang's just giving Pyrrha a Look, as if to say You really need to give him more grief but maybe it's a learning experience. ]

Well, he's not wrong.

[ Meanwhile, Jaune flashes an awkward, second-guessing smile of a boy who's been given enough grief from everyone else in his life. ]

I-I guess so, heh... must be the blue hair.

[ Stupid sexy Wednesday. ]

[ Pyrrha's basically one of those pet owners who attempts discipline and then falls all over herself to reward the pet for being cute, thus never actually teaching it anything. In this case, that pet is Jaune.

She does catch Yang's look though, and just kind of... demurs. ]

Well, since we're here, why don't we get something to eat? Yang, I'll treat you.

Thanks, but I'm still on the job. Your boyfriend looks like he could use a milkshake, though.

[ And some self-esteem help. And a leash. ]

if you see him in the street; (open.)

Niteo-- I'M SORRY THIS IS LATE

hold the line! kia love isn't always on time!

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