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Sometime during the break, Jenny had finally realized that it wasn't just that her roommate wasn't around very much, all of Agnes's things were gone, too. That...explained a few things, actually.

Never let it be said Jenny was the most observant person on the planet.

Now that she'd realized she wasn't sharing with someone (and that she could stop smoking out the window, thank God, with winter coming), Jenny had decided to rearrange the room to be more to her liking. Generally, when she had to rearrange furniture, she told someone like, say, Apollo where she wanted it, then stood back and watched the fun. Since she had to do it on her own this time, it was taking a while and not going very smoothly. A lot of banging and dragging sounds could be heard from the open doorway to room 401, occasionally accompanied by some very creative and foul-mouthed swearing.

((Door and post open!))

Date: 2009-10-21 05:14 am (UTC)
furnaceface: (Very disappointed in you)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Jonothon was built more like a beanpole of a guy whose entire chest had been replaced by psionic fire, so he was appreciative of the hand, really.

//It was unique, I'll give it that,// he shared, lifting his end of the desk. //Granted, people certainly seem more used to strangeness around here.//

Date: 2009-10-21 05:27 am (UTC)
furnaceface: (Just Bloody Peachy)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Jonothon's end: Successfully lifted! And so the desk was on its merry way.

//There are still a few people who aren't so used to the weird, mind yer.// He looked down at the floor for most of the trek across the room, to make certain he wasn't about to trip on anything. If they could rearrange the room without broken necks, then all the better. //I've decided that they're probably in deep denial, considering where they've been for at least th'last few weeks.//

Date: 2009-10-21 05:36 am (UTC)
furnaceface: (Looking Around)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
//Merrily going, 'la la la, I can't hear yer,'// Jono decided as he set down his own side of the desk. Success! And no elephants to be seen! //I suppose ignorance is universal.//

Date: 2009-10-21 05:45 am (UTC)
furnaceface: (Serious)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Maybe a really, really small elephant. This was Fandom. It's happened before!

//Yer ever get people askin' about those sparks of yers? Thinkin' it's strange, I mean?// Rampant curiosity demanded that Jonothon ask, yes.

Date: 2009-10-21 05:53 am (UTC)
furnaceface: (Over The Shoulder)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
//People around here seem to spook easily,// Jono decided. //Though I don't suppose I'm th'best judge of that. Yer seem normal, really, in comparison. At least at first glance.//

He crammed his hands into his jacket pockets and looked around the room again. //Was there anything else yer needed moved about?//

Date: 2009-10-21 06:05 am (UTC)
furnaceface: (Intense)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
//Well. That was relatively quick and painless, then.// Because he'd shown up at the ass-end of the furniture-moving escapades, yes. Still. //And... standoffish makes sense. Keeps th'worst of it from wanderin' too bloody close.//

Date: 2009-10-21 06:22 am (UTC)
furnaceface: (Eyeroll)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
He almost smirked at that. Would have, if he could.

//Yer know, if yer were a little more loud when yer were movin' yer furniture about, I might have gotten fed up with th'noise and come to help far sooner. Like the good neighbour that I am.//

Date: 2009-10-21 07:08 am (UTC)
furnaceface: (Happy!)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
//Yer know, that sounds so crazy, it might actually work?//

Oh, it would absolutely work. After all, he was still a pushover.

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