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

[metalist]

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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[metalist]

[ Pyrrha catches that look, and she can't quite decipher it, which unsettles her.

For the moment, she says nothing. ]

[truedetective]

[Naoto, too, catches that look. It's not a happy one, which means that whatever Jaune just thought about, it wasn't a positive thought.

She'd been asking if there was another Hiro, but the way Jaune answered tells her that he may have interpreted it as her asking if there'd been another Hamada.] Then I presume he had family here at one point?

The capriciousness with which we're returned to the nexus code does seem to be frustrating, at the very least.

[beaconed]

It's the ones who get left behind that feel it most. [ It's been Jaune's way of life for the better part of the year, even before the tragedy in Remnant.

Have another meaningful glance, Pyrrha. ]

--ah! Yeah. [ Back to the other question. Jaune definitely meant another Hamada, but there is also another Hiro whom Jaune accidentally texted that one time. ] Tadashi was Hiro's older brother. I... I didn't know him that well, though.

[metalist]

[ All these looks have her withdrawing slightly, not sure if he's trying to tell her something about Hiro or himself. In fact, she's feeling a little short of breath again - a milder example of the uncomfortable fits that used to seize her much more violently in the days following her return - and when Wednesday tugs willfully against his tied leash, she takes it as a welcome opportunity to break away from the conversation.

What pig wants, pig gets! ]

I think he needs to... take care of something!

[ Yeah, let's just put it as innocently as possible. She gets up and begins to untangle his leash from the bench post. ]

Please, excuse us a moment.

[ They'll be back in a few tags! ]

[truedetective]

[Naoto doesn't miss that glance. She also doesn't miss that Pyrrha's expression seems to go tight, that her cheerful departure seems ever so slightly strained. Something's definitely going on between these two, but what?

The most immediately obvious answer is that someone close to the two of them returned to the Nexus code, but somehow, Naoto's detective instincts tell her that's not it.] I can't really comment either way. I haven't met either one.

[She turns to look at Pyrrha as she walks off.] Have you two known each other long?

[beaconed]

Not long enough.

[ Dying can get in the way of that. He looks back as Pyrrha leaves, hoping they don't have to be apart for too long. Neither of them seem to be in a good place when they're alone. ]

I've known Pyrrha almost as long as I've known everyone else here, but... hm, it feels like we've always been together. [ SO SAPPY. ]

[truedetective]

[Well that's a longing gaze if she's ever seen one.] Do you mean that you met her here, as well? [Somehow that doesn't feel right.] I imagine it's been an eventful period of time that you've known each other for, then.