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Mar. 7th, 2018 05:09 pm
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Hey, you've reached Serah. Sorry I didn't get this in time. Leave the message in my inbox, and I'll get back to you!

Date: 2018-05-10 04:38 pm (UTC)
torsion: (the heartbreaker.)
From: [personal profile] torsion
[ That first little jolt of knowing the way she's being contacted comes as something of a surprise. She hasn't quite gotten the hang of it to an extent she can find herself certain of it, but she still intuitively knows the person who is trying to speak to her.

Yet letting them in for this conversation feels almost comfortable and natural. Greeting an old friend she's spoken to time and time again, even if this is the first time she's even heard the other woman's voice.
]

...hello. You do, yes. Kind of a weird way to greet someone, but I thought it would be wrong of me to not say something. [ She's unsure if Serah knew she was here before, though someone probably told her eventually. ] Never got the chance to meet you and it always felt a little weird to... well, not have at least spoken to you. The way he talked about you I feel a little like I already do know you.

Date: 2018-05-13 06:03 am (UTC)
torsion: (knee lift.)
From: [personal profile] torsion
[ So that is what she looks like! Well, fair's fair. It's now a proper visual conversation on Jill's end. Dark hair pulled into a loose braided ponytail over her shoulder and a pale blue shirt, Jill's features are somewhat striking but definitely not attractive to everyone. When she smiles it's obvious even though faint -- especially in her eyes. ]

Oh, I think he'd die if he said anything about you that wasn't a compliment! [ She can't help but laugh on that one because it's maybe the truest thing she knew about Snow. That his love for this woman was nearly all-encompassing. It's a feeling Jill can relate to in regard to her partner back home, just... not quite the same way. ] He didn't get beaten up to my knowledge, if that's what you mean. But uh, to cut to the chase! I was actually left with some of his stuff. Nothing big but I know what it's like to be apart from someone I love. Just bandanas and those ratty beanies he liked -- I'm a bit of a sap so I'd like to keep one of his bandanas, but I meant to offer these up to you sooner.

[ It's there in the way she gazes, in the way she says it. She knows what even the smallest reminder of a person you love can do to make things easier. ]

Plus, I can't pull off a beanie. Baseball caps and berets are more my style.

Date: 2018-05-15 04:59 am (UTC)
torsion: (armageddon.)
From: [personal profile] torsion
[ Jill figures she's easy to lose in a crowd unless you're paying attention to musculature. Then again, who knows? Maybe pink hair is all the rage where snow's from... their world's brunette? Maybe not. Jill figures they're pretty unique. ]

I figure he probably deserved it in that case.

[ She's definitely the worst sort of best friend: the kind that jokingly won't defend. On the other hand, she's always there in a pinch if it's legitimate. ]

Ha, well, I figured it wouldn't matter. I'd do just about anything for something my partner owned right about now, even if it's one of those stretched out shirts he rolls up the sleeves on. [ There's not quite a visual so much as a feeling. Her partner is something muddled and ill-defined, but perhaps as important as Snow is to Serah to Jill. ] Blue's my color so I'm gonna snatch that up, but for now I think that'll do along with memories. But of course, if you'd rather. Really don't mind sending 'em your way if you'd prefer, but gotta admit I'd like to meet his special gal in person -- I'll do my best not to be embarrassing, but the guy practically gushes like a waterfall over you.

[ It's the sweetest thing, especially when he tries so hard to play it cool. ]

I live outside Verens so it's not usually as quick a meeting as some might manage. I'm pretty much available whenever since I typically just do tasks as they come my way.

Date: 2018-05-18 02:06 am (UTC)
torsion: (knee lift.)
From: [personal profile] torsion
Well, you're getting just about all of 'em, so brace yourself for bad style. [ She, too, can't help but laugh. As lame as his style is, it's still a comfort to see it and have that physical reminder. ] Well, in your case, I'd say you're the lasting classic.

[ Jill tries to send a better image, focusing on the exterior of her in-process farmhouse. Woods all around it, nothing too visible in any direction but her yard, which is overgrown in some areas and chopped up and cleared in others. It could be cute, with more work. ]

Northwest, off paths. Not too far, but enough that I get my privacy. Haven't been to either of them yet, which is kind of embarrassing if you think about how I've been here for around seven months! Want to aim for the library? Should be an easier landmark for us to both find!

Date: 2018-05-22 09:23 pm (UTC)
torsion: (sleeper hold.)
From: [personal profile] torsion
[ Naturally, they commiserated over lost partners -- different types in their relationships, but missing all the same. He reminded her of Barry a bit, so it was easy to befriend him... but she figures he was probably the sort of guy that overall was easy to befriend. ]

Haven't really done much exploring there myself, so it'll be interesting. I'm free whenever if say, a half hour, forty-five minutes might do? Or in the evening. Unless today's not good? Bonus of making my own schedule for me.

Date: 2018-05-28 08:42 am (UTC)
torsion: (stone cold stunner.)
From: [personal profile] torsion
Well, I'll just get some errands done until then. How about three hours rather than the usual two-couple just to make sure neither of us is waiting? If that's amicable, I'll be there.

action!

Date: 2018-05-28 08:48 am (UTC)
torsion: (grand slam.)
From: [personal profile] torsion
[ True to her word, she's there albeit early (around two and a half, although she's usually a fifteen minutes early kinda gal over thirty) and leaning against an exterior pillar. Equally true, she's got a box in hand; plain, not wrapped even if to Jill herself the contents certainly felt like a gift.

She's on the taller side of 5'4" and from a distance her body shape makes her look several inches taller than she is -- long legs and some muscle visible beneath the leggings she wears. Wide hips, thick thighs, muscular calves and surely backside. Her arms are a little thicker than most women's but not extremely defined or that of a bodybuilder. She's wearing a plain 3/4 sleeve navy blue henley, a few buttons popped open to deter the heat and her dark hair is pulled back into a ponytail without the usual baseball cap present. Even like this she looks like she might be some kind of undercover agent or soldier.

Her eyes travel the distance, not looking for anyone in particular while she waits. Seven months here and she still feels like she's missed some things.
]
torsion: (french kiss.)
From: [personal profile] torsion
[ Early is still early and Jill always appreciates it immensely. Although she's seen memories and the like, it's still different to see someone in person. They aren't mismatched despite their differences, she thinks. Somehow it makes sense to her based on attitude and even appearance.

They definitely make a cute couple. It's a pity she never got to really tease Snow about it, the dork (he can't escape it).

She raises a hand along with her eyebrows, smile instantly spreading.
]

You got it in one. Serah, then, right? Longtime overdue, I think. [ She laughs awkwardly, hand to her neck. ] Honestly, it's weird. A hug might be overdoing it, but I feel like if I shake your hand it'd be even worse.

please, of course she'd hang out with serah!

Date: 2018-06-14 03:16 am (UTC)
torsion: (sharpshooter.)
From: [personal profile] torsion
[ The problem is, Jill probably won't know when to stop if he comes back. She's heard that sometimes people don't remember anything when they return, but she was willing to put in the work. Sometimes friendships mean a lot more than some might expect.

Case in point, she might be on the cusp of another one of those.
]

I got that look about me that suggests I might give a right-hook, right? Kinda just how my neutral face is, sorry. [ The hug, though, is enouh to surprise Jill. It nearly has her drop the box but not quite. It's not stiff but there's this odd feeling of everything being brighter like before the world lacked luster and now it was that lovely technicolor of Dorothy's Oz after she left the farm. It's a sharp burst of saturation, nearly neon in a flicker before it's as if nothing happened at all. Jill swallows hard. ] That's... ah. Thanks. Thank you.

[ It's quiet. And perhaps too clear that she's needed something like that for such a very long time. Maybe too clear in the way she pauses to look at Serah once it is all said and done. ]

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