http://usedtherapy.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] usedtherapy.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] route_10652011-05-20 07:32 pm

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Who: [livejournal.com profile] usedtherapy and [livejournal.com profile] usedwindything
Where: Goldenrod City
When: Back...timed? To noon on the 20th of May.
Summary: Rose believes it's time to explore the new city, and John is being dragged into it.
Rating: Is there a rating for "You might die of cute"? PG-13 for the slim possibility of language, I guess?
Log:
[[Admittedly she had been too tired to bother paying much more attention to her group than "go find hotel rooms". She knew they were capable - for the most part, anyway. Really it was only the clown that would have a problem, and after the paras-mushroom incident within the forest she felt leaving him to Karkat's supervision was well within what she deserved - and therefor focused on her own rest and relaxation. She hadn't given the city a look, she hadn't cared about the bustling people, all she wanted was a bed and something to alleviate her throbbing head.

The next morning, however, she felt a little guilt behind abandoning them so quickly. Especially recalling how upset John had looked over the situation. That was why, when noon rolled around, she decided to pay him a visit. She wanted to explore the city and she knew he would likely enjoy it as well. They could visit the department store, perhaps find a place to have lunch...that would probably be a good place to stop. She wanted to apologize, but it was beginning to sound like a date. And if it became too similar to one, she knew she probably wouldn't go through with it...

She was already having a hard enough time just knocking on his hotel door as it was. Pacing in the hall outside it (she had to do a little detective work to figure out which room he was staying in, which actually involved doing an errand for the clerk...which...involved doing an errand for the cook, who needed the assistance of a maid found somewhere else within the building and basically she figured it out, okay?) she sighs at herself, muttering about how it's not that big of a deal and it isn't as if she's asking him out or anything. They're just...spending the afternoon together. Just the two of them. Going out to lunch, and maybe dessert, and doing a little shopping...

With a deep breath, she finally gives the door a few firm raps from her knuckles.]]


...John?

[identity profile] usedwindything.livejournal.com 2011-05-21 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
[As for John? Well, once he had received the order of "go find hotel rooms" the previous day, he had done just that. And once he had obtained a room...he had flopped onto the bed and passed out. Yeah, didn't even bother to change into his pajamas or take off his shoes or anything. Just "Face, meet pillow. Pillow, meet face. Hope you get along because you will be seeing a lot of each other." He hadn't even remembered to take his glasses off, though luckily Casey was there to fix that little issue before she herself fell asleep on the couch. Because apparently John felt weird about sharing a bed with her after she evolved. She can't understand WHY that would be, he didn't mind when she was a Buneary, but that's beside the point.]

[And that's where he remained until the present moment in which Rose was knocking on his door. He didn't wake up until the last knock, and even then he was groggy and not exactly sure if he heard what he thought he heard. Was there someone at his door? Who would it be anyway? Jade was back in Azalea with Soul still, Dave was all the way back in n00b-land, and Rose...well Rose was mad at him over the whole mushroom thing wasn't she? But that sure sounded like her voice...]

[Rolling out of bed and rubbing his eyes, he made his way toward the door, thought not without audibly tripping over his backpack once on the way there. At least he didn't actually fall all the way over. Eventually, he makes it to the door and opens it, suddenly realizing that 'wow, Rose is looking a little blurry today...oh wait shit, where are my glasses and why aren't they on my face?']


Oh. Hey, Rose. What's up?

[It's pretty obvious that he just woke up. You think his hair is messy normally? Yeah, bedhead just makes it that much worse. Plus, his clothes are wrinkled (And who in their right mind sleeps in jeans? Really, John?) and he has that groggy, just-woke-up-from-a-long-nap look on his face. Real charmer, ain't he?]

[identity profile] usedwindything.livejournal.com 2011-05-21 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Holy plot-twists, Batman! Did Rose just tell a joke?!]

Hehe, yeah I am up alright. Sort of.

[Be thankful that he's half awake and his brain isn't at full processing power, Rose. Otherwise he might be more awkward about the lunch that sounds an awful lot like a date thing. Then again...maybe not. This is John we're talking about. He might not have even jumped to that conclusion even with an awake, fully-functioning brain.]

But, yeah if you're not still too mad at me then I don't have a problem with that. Sounds fun. And my glasses are...somewhere. [Eye rub.] I fell asleep with them on and haven't seen them since.

[He is just the most responsible.]

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[identity profile] usedwindything.livejournal.com 2011-05-21 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Ridiculousness is always a thing with John. You should know this by now.]

I was tired! I didn't really stop and think about it! Notice, I didn't take my shoes off, either. It was pretty much just "Hello Pillow, you are looking very nice today. Do you mind if I fall asleep on you for a while? No. Okay, cool." Then suddenly I was in Snoozeville, capital of Dreamland, with a population...

[Meanwhile, Casey's awake again and if you don't mind John, she's just going to walk over mid-rant and slide your glasses on for you. And then she's just going to disappear back inside the room. See Rose? You can leave him alone for two seconds.]

...of one. And that was the end of that. But yes I would like some help trying to find them because I can't really see anything and--oh. Thanks, Casey.

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[identity profile] usedwindything.livejournal.com 2011-05-21 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
[He grins and points to his face.]

Found them!

[identity profile] usedwindything.livejournal.com 2011-05-21 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, those would both be very good things for me to do. So, should I just...meet you in the lobby in about ten minutes or so? Or...something?

[He needs a shower too because he just feels absolutely disgusting at this point. Probably should have done that before he fell asleep yesterday.]
Edited 2011-05-21 04:19 (UTC)

[identity profile] usedwindything.livejournal.com 2011-05-21 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
Well I don't want to but [Shrug.] what can you do? You will just have to make due with Casey as a substitute for me until I am done.

[What? Casey gets to spend time alone with Rosie?! Oh she is so up for this. She is back over by the door in a flash and looking so very excited.]

[identity profile] usedwindything.livejournal.com 2011-05-21 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a difference between taking a shower and "gussying up," Rose. A very distinct difference.]

Maybe I will, then. [Yeah, he definitely stuck his tongue out at you, Rose. None of this wishy-washy, barely there and only for a second nonsense.]



[Oh gosh, she gets to hold Rosie's hand too? This is just the best. She's going to follow you wherever you lead, Rose.]

[Meanwhile, John is just...going to close the door after the two of you and go work on doing the shower thing.]

[identity profile] usedwindything.livejournal.com 2011-05-21 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
[What's a date, Rose? Casey is not familiar with this word. So have a little headtilt.]

[identity profile] usedwindything.livejournal.com 2011-05-21 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh god, Rose. Be glad Guile isn't here to translate for you. Because if she were, this is what you would be hearing.]



[Yeah, good thing it's all just jibberish, huh? She looks pretty happy though, so make what you will of her "lo lo pun! punny! Lopunny!" chatter.]

[identity profile] usedwindything.livejournal.com 2011-05-21 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Yes, Rose. She is giving you advice. And that advice is: MAKE EGGS WITH THAT BOY. YOU GO MAKE EGGS WITH THAT BOY RIGHT NOW.]



[There is just so much excitement in that Yes!!. She's even nodding her head happily. Yes, Rose. I would say that's approval. Congratulations. You have Casey's approval to date her daddy. And make eggs with him.]
Edited 2011-05-21 06:29 (UTC)

[identity profile] usedwindything.livejournal.com 2011-05-21 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
[No, no there are not. Casey is pretty much the undisputed champion of hugs. You cannot hope to beat her in a hug-off, for she is simply the best there is. She's even nuzzling against you a little bit, Rose.]

[identity profile] usedwindything.livejournal.com 2011-05-21 07:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Casey might not be exactly sure what it is that's bothering Rose, but her intuitive animal empathy is pinged by something in the way Rose is hugging her. Not exactly...sad, it's not like how daddy felt a few weeks ago when uncle Dave disappeared again, but something's just a little off.]

[So hug her as long as you need to, Rose. Casey is good at dealing with the churning ocean that is adolescent emotions at this point. You just hug the sads away!]

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