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[ilikesoap]

[ Jack had awoken to candy hearts and a monkey plushie, as well as a box of truffles. The truffles have been set aside in favor of devouring the hearts and playing with the monkey. He's listened to the commotion on the comms for a bit and has decided to go for a walk.

But he couldn't possibly leave that cute little monkey behind, could he? Jack

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soon of a bitch backspaced out of tag. *retypes >|*

[phasebitchin]

[Lilith did not appreciate the stuffed fire skag as much as she appreciated being returned to her normal room instead of the filthy brig. A long, loooong hot luxurious bath has fixed one of her problems, and now she just has to deal with the honking, the choking and- oh yes. She's starving. That's a bit important, considering that's why she may or may not encounter Jack on the elevator or stairwell. Her pride is also important, but she refuses to be dependent on someone else and insists on getting grub herself. If her vanity suffers? So be it. She can bash in skulls if need be.

(The stuffed skag got thrown into her broken mirror, so it's only touched her hands. She's pigging out on the truffles--reasoning that she DESERVES comfort food--and takes the whole box with her on the way.)]

HAR HAR

[ilikesoap]

[Jack's heading for the elevator, pressing the button and standing back to wait for the lift. His face is still marked, lip still split though he doesn't know why and really, the fact that his bruises don't seem to be fading is starting to bug him.

He stuffs another heart into his mouth and bites down. It crunches between his teeth. Thus far, he's tired enough not to really notice the trail of hearts that are following him everywhere he goes.]

DON'T YOU LAUGH AT ME YA BIG ASSTURD

[phasebitchin]

[Elevators open up to Lilith wiping a hand on her pants, making a not-so-happy face. There's a soggy feather by her feet and a thought bubble above her head, thoughts scribbled at random. "I hate birds." "Mothrakk got what it deserved." "I miss my baby. *picture of a gun and things on fire*" etc.]

.......... uhm.

AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!!!

[ilikesoap]

[Jack is pausing, first looking to the woman before him and then to the bubble above her head. He looks a little stunned.]

O...kay. I must be going mad.

[axemeaquestion]

[Rochelle might have seen Jack around once or twice for all she knew, but she wasn't actively looking for him. Nor did she want to. Especially after her little "screw you" to Tyler. She wasn't ashamed of what she said at all, but she just... wasn't exactly thrilled when she actually ran into... one of them.]

... O-Oh.

[ilikesoap]

[Any comments made between Rochelle and Tyler on the day of Redd's torture are unknown to Jack. He spies her down the hall and raises a hand in greeting.]

Hi there.

[He's never properly met Rochelle face to face, so he won't know her until she either introduces herself or speaks.]

[axemeaquestion]

[Also, mun happened to forget they never met yet, so totally pretend she didn't imply that Rochelle would recognize him.

Anyway, she's waving back.]

Bored too?

[ilikesoap]

[No problem.]

Ah, yeah. People were saying some crazy stuff on the Comms so I thought I'd go look around myself.

[He's suddenly very distracted by the trail of hearts following Rochelle. Jack squints.]

...Whoa that's weird.

[Realization that he knows that voice!?]

Wait, what's your name? I think I might know you.