Hurrying along despite his hangover, Jay felt pressed for time. It was his day to do the sweeping, and the floor of the foyer was covered with bits of tree and evergreen needles from the decorations that had been hung. Since he had been named Chief of Mall Security he also had a long list of security details to go over before the wedding. He'd ( Read more... )

([OOC:Continued from HEREJay's lips twisted into a hint of a smirk, if someone so dignified as the ex techno general could be said to smirk ( Read more... )

Jay stood slowly, enjoying the slight discomfort of his vertebrae popping back into alignment. How long had he been sitting on that curb? What had begun as a walk to stretch his legs had developed into a lengthy bout of brooding. Now it had grown dark and Jay was feeling numb.

It was time to go back to the mall.

Jay had excused himself to the Cloud Room after the incident with Ram, trying to keep his anger in check. He hadn't been so humiliated, made to feel like such a child, since he'd left the Technos, and the fact that it had happened in front of Ram only served to fuel his anger. Ram had always delighted in keeping Jay in the dark, playing him for ( Read more... )

Jay woke slowly, stretching out and enjoying the few minutes of mindless half-sleep that always came with leisurely mornings. There would be things to worry about later, there always were, but for now, it was nice to just lie beside Ebony and enjoy the morning. He rolled onto his side, slipping an arm beneath his lover and pulling her drowsily ( Read more... )

( Jay's Week )

Despite having been up late, Jay was wide awake at the first sound of movement downstairs; he'd spent three years being constantly prepared for a security breach with the Technos, and old habits died hard. He was still for a moment, instinctively listening to the quiet voices outside. It was just the Mall kids, he realized, recognizing little Mouse ( Read more... )

[OOC: Continued from the dinner threadJay led Ebony into the privacy of her room, and pulled her around the corner of the doorway so that they were safely out of sight from any dinner-goers who might glance their way. She was the one for him, he thought, in the moment it took him to pull her close to him, and it had taken him too long to realize ( Read more... )

Had he allowed himself to feel, Jay might have been angry, or sick, or guilty as he made his way downstairs, and none of those were conducive to what needed to be done. Ebony needed his help, Amber needed his help, and, if Bray had gone mad, the Mall might need his help as well. Emotions, therefore, were a luxury he simply couldn't afford to ( Read more... )

When they'd reached the privacy of Ebony's room, Jay set the clothes down on the bed, and, without waiting to take the bag or the tequila from Ebony, leaned down enough to gently kiss her. Despite her attitude towards Amber earlier, she had been an excellent companion at the market; he'd been wrong to want to leave her behind. For all of her ( Read more... )