week 11 - sunday after everything goes 2 hell

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[ Jack has admittedly not had the best time when interacting with the Queen earlier, and if Yuno has been watching, that's probably pretty obvious. While everyone drinks (Yuno included, tsk tsk), Jack abstains in silence. His thoughts are pretty clearly elsewhere, and for a long time, he's not quite open to talking to anyone.

However, whether he snaps out of it or simply pushes himself forward, eventually he does at least recover enough to not be quite so brooding. There's not really any indication as to what he may have seen, and he's not very inclined to talk about it either. However, the person he ends up seeking out is probably some kind of hint towards it, though she herself wouldn't know, and it's probably not even conscious on Jack's part.

Wherever Yuno is chilling, Jack will end up approaching her, and through handwaved magic, I guess it's somewhere private enough for a private conversation. I don't have to explain shit. ]

Hey, kiddo. How're you doing?

[ He pauses, seeming to consider something, then shrugs before he adds: ]

...Kiiinda been preoccupied lately, which, uh, you know why now, but, hey. My bad for not asking earlier, I guess? You're- [ Another pauses, though this one is brief ] Nah, I won't put words in your mouth here. Let's start with the basic one first.

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The basic? ...One first?

[ jack's voice is undeniable, easy to listen to and his theatrical way of speaking is hard to miss. even if she's clearly had a few drinks, too, yuno's not out of her mind from the liquor. it's enough that she'll sleep soundly until someone wakes her up to experience her first hangover. ]

Shouldn't I be asking you how you're doing? You talked to her, didn't you? The giant... [ and here, she raises her hands, gesturing vaguely and strangely. ] eyeball monster mother. In comparison, I'm probably fine? Btw, I still definitely want a Hyperion Highballer. Is that the name?

[ it's like six weeks late, but whatever. let her get shitfaced, she is probably dead meat like the rest of the ship. WHO CARES.

she's also too drunk to realize she used btw. sorry. ]

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[ When Yuno starts talking, Jack's eyebrows quickly raise, since... She's pretty obviously drunk. Normally, there'd be a lecture on his tongue here, but truth be told, he's somewhere in between thinking that this is fair enough and between being too tired to really fight it. He does cross his arms slightly as he takes on the posture as if he's appraising her, but he shrugs to how she turns the question back on him. ]

...Yeah, I did, but don't worry about it, kiddo. I've had worse things happen.

[ He doesn't really want to talk about it even a little, so he motions towards his face. It's not exactly a subject he likes talking about either, but it's better than his realization about Angel by far. ]

Like, seriously, I know this makes me look devilishly handsome, but the way I got it? Pretty much sucked. Some alien bodysnatcher BS can't match up to getting a friggin' Vault full of information funneled into your brain, just sayin'.

[ He takes a half-step forward, then places his flesh hand on her shoulder lightly as a fond gesture, but also as a physical way for him to agree as he heads towards wherever the booze is. ]

And, yeah, guess I owe ya one. But only one, and, uh, I'm looking out for you the rest of the night. For the record. You ever drank before? [ he'll hold your hair is what he's saying ]

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[ all you're doing is directing her your way, jack, because when his hand leaves her shoulder, she spins, like she's following. it's pretty clearly unintentional, though, because: ]

Whoops.

[ and her feet have to uncross awkwardly, but she manages well enough. look, pa, no tumbles! ]

Drink? Me? Hancock made me one before. But I didn't like it? [ she's squinting, trying to make sense of his movements, because. the further away he is, the blurrier things seem? thanks to the darkness, probably, but yuno takes a step closer, following him to the bar. ]

Look, that's not... as important... Right? You're more improtant. Important. Remember? You said, you said you were worried about me. What's wrong with me, Jack?

[ aside from being drunk, that is? please do hold her hair, though, there's a lot of it. ]

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Woahhhh there, kiddo...

[ The hand is pretty quick to return to her shoulder once she seems to have trouble staying upright, so Jack pretty much decides to himself that he's not actually going to give her any more booze, but. He'll make a virgin version. She's not well versed enough in liquor to know anyways, so forgive him for a little white lie, Yuno.

He'll at least guide her along, since dad mode has been activated, and he was half-joking, but now he really is unlikely to leave her side. Jack may be pretty much the worst, but he cares, in his way. ]

Then this one? This one you'll like. It's light. Refreshing. Yellow.

[ Hence the Hyperion portion, if his eternal yellow sweater with the big 'H' on it weren't a clue. He gives her a little pat on her shoulder at the concern, but it's with a smile. ]

Nothing wrong with you, kiddo. Just- Well, with how Dave's trial was goin' and kinda went, just worried about you. And, uh. Mmmmmaybe for good reason, considering Fiona, but, y'know? I'm super not one to judge. Sometimes you just need a good ol' fashioned revenge evisceration. But. Kinda emotionally draining all the same.

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It wasn't Dave's fault.

[ it's said firmly, but the alcohol induced stupor probably doesn't make it sound as intimidating as she wants it to. then again, there's probably no way a child can intimidate handsome jack, even if it's a serial killer with the know-how in desecrating a corpse.

but she nods all the same, and places one hand on his arm to keep her balance. ]

Your concern... I really do appreciate it. There's not a whole lot of us left, and we should stick together. [ and it's... nice, in a way. dad didn't help her, but jack launches into dad mode and it almost feels like it's enough. she looks up at him with knitted brows, her features worried with anxiety. ]

With Fiona, I... Sorry. I thought I was helping, but all I did was make a real mess, didn't I. I'm so sorry.

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Yeah, not saying it was. I'm-- Okay, might sound weird, coming from me of all people, but, hey, I know it wasn't his fault. Didn't blame him, didn't blame Liz, didn't blame Rhysie for-- Uh, for that part, at least.

[ For being a jerk that hurt his feelings though, yes. ]

[ When Yuno looks up at him, he looks down at her with a mild look of surprise, but then laughs as he shrugs. ]

Ehhh, no need to apologize to me, kiddo! Get that, uh, tensions are a little high with our alien buddies, so. Yeah. Look, I've definitely mutilated a corpse before, so, y'know, not judging at all. [ jack

Here they are at the booze presumably, so Jack will lead her over to a place to sit while he works on it first of all. ]

...But, yeah. We'll stick together, so much as we can. Nnnnot big on making promises, all things considered, but. [ He inclines his head to her ] I'll be doing my best here, Yuno. And, uh, well, have been the whole time, I promise.