video | 002 | early day 39

[retrograding]

[ Just like everybody else, Jet looks tired. Worn. But he doesn't make mention of it, and he doesn't want to think about anything that has happened the past few days, let alone talk about it. Still. Some things need to be addressed. So he comes on the communicators, a bandana pushing his hair back out of his face, with his eyepatch on for the comfort of his audience. ]

For those of you who don't know me, my name is Jet. If anybody needs it, I have some measure of medical experience, which I offer to everybody here. No questions asked.

[ And now he looks away for a moment - but he has to look at the communicator for this news. It'd be disrespectful not to. His expression goes flat. ] Also... as of last night, Party Poison is - [ A pause. Just do it bluntly. ] - is dead. I thought there may be some who would need to know.

Thank you.

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[onteamdyson]

[She'd rather have the lie. It's better.]

If... if you need anything, seriously, anything at all... you just tell me, okay? Any time, doesn't even have to be right now, like in the future or whatevs. If you or the other guys need something, I'll be here quickfast. Promise.

[retrograding]

[ Jet sighs, slow and quiet. ] I'll tell you. You're a good friend to us, I'm seeing. [ He rubs her arm reassuringly. ] And you had better know that the same is true in reverse. Even just from me - a 'joy needs their friends, however much they say otherwise.

[onteamdyson]

Yeah. Thanks, dude. That's incredibly awesome of you for a first meeting. Is being the nicest your super power? [Oh hey, a kind of smile! It's small, but it totally counts.]

Do you... want me to go? Or stay with you? Or stop talking or something.

[retrograding]

[ Snort. ] I've been told that, too. 'Jet Star, being nice will get you ghosted', and maybe it's true. I'd rather be nice and dead than nasty and alive, wouldn't you?

... And it doesn't matter to me. You're welcome to stay if you want - I need to. [ He stops. ] ... I need to clean the bathroom, sooner or later. I don't want you here for that.

[onteamdyson]

[It's right about then that Kenzi decides she really, really likes Jet. Which is good, because right after, when he stops, is when she decides to wrap her arms around him and hug him tight. She just stays like that for a minute. Offering to help him clean crosses her mind, but she probably wouldn't be able to handle it. He's right. She should go.

So she stands up, quickly kisses him on the cheek, heads back over to the window, slides it open.] I'll see you around. [And then, after a small salute, she's gone.]