[Hey Adstring, how’s the view of inside Jet’s pocket? It must be great, right? While all the PCD can see is darkness, one might be able to pick up the sound of the Freedom Fighter’s birdcalls as he walks. There is a brief silence between each one before he does the gesture again. Then, there is a loud thud followed by something between a grunt ( Read more... )

[When the PCD clicks on, Jet is out cold. Finally. In fact, the past few days (since the fog's been missing) he's hardly gotten out of bed. It was good to catch up, though the event would still linger in the back of his mind for a while. That much he was sure of ( Read more... )

[Jet is standing with his weight leaned against a tree. His eyes are red, though it might be hard to see in the dark. With a dazed look he acknowledges the PCD, almost dozing off but catching himself. This week-- it had really put him through the ringer. And still was. That is what concerns him. That and his obvious lack of sleep.]

It's been a week ( Read more... )

[Jet's holding an apple to his face, which is twisted in slight distaste.  He'd seen and eaten enough of these the past week to make him content for a lifetime.  Yet, there's a pile beside him on the table - so he not-so-graciously adds it to the top and visibly scoots his chair away.  He never wants to see them again, and so he looks to his PCD.]

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[When the feed clicks on Jet looks....a little confused.  The previous weeks events really changed him.  And he didn't like it.]

Hey...just letting everyone know that I'm home now.  I came back from the whole-- fiasco, right before the event....and then was too nervous to post.

Just let me know if you need anything.  I'm sorry I wasn't really ( Read more... )

[When the feed clicks on, the first thing Jet does is spit out the twig that he's been holding between his teeth the past few days.  He frowns at it, holding it between his fingers before flicking it aside carelessly, not giving it a second glance.]

Gross.

[And his attention is back on the PCD.]

Hey, I notice everyone's been talking about worlds and ( Read more... )

[It wasn't Lu Ten's fault what was happening, though it may have been his fault when he jumped up on the table beside Jet's bed and started pawing at the PCD playfully.  When something clicks and a red light flashes, the cat scurries off and out of the room.

Anyone watching their device can see what could be considered and awkward situation.  ( Read more... )

[Filtered to Sokka:]

Hey....I think we need to talk. I'm coming over.

[And he goes to say something else, maybe along the lines of 'if that's ok', but instead just cuts the feed.  He's sure they'll have a lot to talk about anyway.

For the first time since his arrival, Jet leaves his swords by his bed, gets up, and goes for the door in the direction ( Read more... )

[No video, today.  Jet feels too....happy and smiley about what should be a more delicate issue.]

Hey.  Just letting everyone know I'm ok now.  I'm on my way to the house and should be there soon if you need anything.

[When the feed clicks on the first thing the receiver would hear is the loud roar of flames over powering the speakers. The second: once the video was able to focus again, would be two blurred figures. One, which after a moment or two would be distinguishable as Jet. The other... was Rin. Covered in blue flames, sword in one hand, and Jet in the ( Read more... )