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Who: Diana Ladris and Handsome Jack

Where: Jack's House in Goldenrod

When: Weekend of the 26th

Summary: Jack's being needy.

Rating: PG-13? I dunno, Jack's in here.

Log:

Jack wanted Diana to visit, and she supposed she had been neglecting him a little bit lately, so she could oblige.

She can add it to the collection of other distractions she's been using for the last couple of months.

Her sleep scheduled is still borked to heck with her bouts of insomnia so she's not entirely sure what time she set off, but by the time she'd warped to Goldenrod and walked through the never sleeping city to Jack's place, it was still dark.

Ah well, good thing she can let herself in with her key, with Lana and Isla trotting in right behind.

She immediately heads right for the kitchen with her Sylveon while her calm and collected leader of a Lycanroc went off and attempted to keep Jack's own dogs from barking the house down.

Fifteen minutes later, she's sat in large recliner in the living room, eating scrambled eggs as she waits for Jack to wake and scrolls her timeline on her device, her Pokemon lounging beside her.

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Jack's not the earliest riser. Diana is greeted by various Pokemon - including a drooling Doom Boner very much wanting to share breakfast - before Jack himself wanders down.

Thankfully he's semi-dressed, in pajamas and an open bathrobe. He hasn't put his mask on yet, and he halts and squints in a mix of anger and surprise until his single functioning eye focuses and he realizes it's freaking Diana.

Holy shit, who does that?

"...couldn't friggin call first? I almost sicked Havoc on you."

Diana looks in Jack's direction with what can only be described as a 'bitch, really?' look as Lana alternates between reconnecting with her son Fudge and keeping Diana's food safe from DB.

"You're out of eggs." She says nonchalantly as another forkful is put into her mouth. "There's coffee in the pot though."

"For the....ugh."

Jack rolls his eye and shuffles into the kitchen to see what else he has for breakfast. Not that he eats much of one, but still. It's the principle. he can't have eggs so now he wants them.

"Ya know..." he calls into the other room as he rummages through cabinets, "you should learn how to work the rich dad thing a little better. If you waited, I would have taken ya out to breakfast."

Diana smiles as she watches him leave and finishes up her meal.

"What do you mean? Isn't that the plan?" You should know Diana's terrible eating habits by now, Jack. A portion of eggs will not stop her consuming a whole other meal.

She stands and follows after him, placing her empty plate into the sink. Then moves behind Jack to slip her arms around him and hug herself against his back. "Hey."

"You just ate all my eggs, you've had breakfast. You're not a fantasy movie little person, you don't need another friggin breakfast. You can wait for brunch like a civilized human being."

And now he's gonna have to go grocery shopping. Or pay someone to do it for him. He's gotta teach one of his Pokemon to shop, it'd make his life so much easier.

He pauses when she hugs him, patting her hands paternally and accepting the unspoken possible-apology.

"Hey. So when did you get in, anyway?"

She groans, lolling her head back and whining like the petulant child she is. "But by the time we go I'll be hungry agaaaaaaaain."

Diana pouts and butts her head playfully against Jack's back. "Not my fault you didn't buy enough eggs in the first place."

She continues to cling to him as he attempts to find his own breakfast.

"I dunno. About an hour ago?" She looks down at Isla for confirmation, who can't tell time so just blinks up at her trainer and cocks her head. "Yeah, you're right. Probably a little over an hour."

"Why do you pick the weirdest times to show up?"

Ugh, fine, he'll just have coffee for breakfast. He doesn't feel like going to the effort of making anything else, and cereal for breakfast as an adult is just giving up.

"We'll go get something later. It's gonna take me a while to get functional. You know I'm not a morning person. So how long you crashing here for, anyway?"

"Because I'm awesome. Obviously." Diana says in a tone that implies she's offended he would even ask.

"Yay!" She rewards his compliance with a kiss to the back on his head, though she refuses to stop hanging off his back.

"Dunno. How long you gonna feed me?"

"Eh, I could argue that point..." Jack makes a noise in his throat that's half scoff, half chuckle. He steps around dogs as he puts together his coffee and fishes for his cigarettes in his pocket.

"I dunno. I'll probably be heading out of the city when it warms up, but I'm not going anywhere in winter. Friggin snow. Weather in general, ya know? I tell ya, sometimes it drives me nuts. You can see the sun during the day, it gets dark so friggin quick...twenty four hour days, what the hell? Miss my space station, pumpkin.'

She baps the packet from his hand. "Smokes are not a healthy breakfast."

Diana screws up her face, unable to relate. She went a long period of time herself with no weather. It was terrible. Then it came back with a sudden whoosh. And fire. So much fire.

"I like the snow." Her eyes roll about his comment on day length. "I think you just like longer days because you like staying in your pajamas and napping." Her eyes scan the room. "I'd suggest black out curtains but you're already too much of a shut in. I'm afraid what a serious lack of vitamin D would do to you."

"We live in a world where death isn't real, don't bitch at me about smoking."

Jack retrieves his back with a warning glare over his shoulder. Don't mess with his cigarettes.

"I hate the snow. And rain. And wind. And I hate the short days because you try going from like forty four hours of daytime and getting shit done to like half that. It's a pain in the ass. My system's been all screwed up since I got here."

"Still gives you bad breath." She returns his glare with a pout.

"Oh, come on. You must have acclimated by now. Just a teeny tiny bit?"

Diana finally releases him from her hug, but grips at the tie of his robe like a small child as he walks.

"Meh."

Jack gives a vague wave of his hand, making no move to detach Diana. Of course he has, in the physical sense. His system is well used to the time patterns of this world. But he's still gonna bitch about it.

"So what the hell have you even been doing lately, anyway?"

"Being really constructive with my time." She says with the most shit eating grin.

"Jinx bought us this game that has just consumed my waking hours and sleep schedule. So, guess I'm that kind of dork now."

Isla moves behind Diana and reaches a ribbon tendril up to hang onto her belt loop. Now they've both parading along behind Jack like a herd of elephants holding tails.

"Actually, aside from getting a place, I've been taking riding lessons. I think I'm doing pretty good."

Edited 2019-03-03 02:56 (UTC)

"Oh yeah?"

Jack glances over his shoulder and scowls. What is this? What is his life? But there's little bite to it, just surly morning-ness and a sort of tiredness in his good eye.

"How long you been taking lessons?"

"Yep. I'm a gamer now. Time to give up on daylight forever and subsist entirely on food from foil packaging and carbonated sugar drinks."

Diana returns that look with a sour pout.

"Once a week for a month or so. I think I'm getting pretty good."

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