[ Later in the night, once they agree on a time (Victor included), he'll be knocking on the door. He hasn't been around since he first met Lucy, and he's honestly hoping it'll go better this time. ]
[ When Lucy hears the door, she goes to open it a little and sees it Jim. There isn’t a smile or any warmth in her eyes. She looks distant and disinterested. She’s still getting used to Emma’s absence and living with Victor and now Jim..]
Hello.
[ A small greeting and her opening the door wider and letting him inside. ]
[ Jim offers a small little smile, not particularly surprised that he doesn't get one back. It's a start that she's letting him in and is at least willing to talk. Considering what she's been through as of late, and how young she is, it's admittedly impressive she's not outright refusing to see him or give him a chance.
He steps inside, waiting for her to close the door and lead the way to wherever she'd like to have their talk. He's been here a number of times already, but he doesn't think that walking in like he lives there is gonna help things any. ]
[ Lucy didn’t want to open the door, she didn’t want to agree to this but she is trying to be nicer for Victor’s sake. She wants him to be happy and if that means playing nice then fine.
There’s a small shrug of her shoulders. She’s...here. She went to school, paid attention and now here. Her homework isn’t done yet but she’ll get it done tonight.
For now, she closes the door and leads him to the couch and sits on one end of it. ]
How are you? [ Polite just be polite and answer a few questions and she can...leave him alone until Victor gets home. ]
[ He follows her to the couch and takes a seat on the opposite end, turned a little so he's facing her. She's not happy to see him, that much is obvious, but he can't really blame her for that.
Also he's quickly realizing he didn't fully prepare for this so... he's sort of at a loss of where to begin. Well, at least his words will be genuine, and won't come out sounding rehearsed, so there's that. ]
Okay, so... well, first of all, I wanted to say I really am sorry about how we met. The other day. I... I was surprised and I didn't react very well, and I acted stupid. I know that I scared you, but I never meant to do that.
[ He pauses, taking a slow breath. ] I want you to understand that— I'm not here to take you away, or to get between you and Victor. He's just... someone I really care about, and I like spending time with him. But that doesn't mean he'll stop wanting to spend time with you, too. Or that we can't all spend time together.
[ His words don’t sound rehearsed. They do sound genuine. He’s making it up on the spot, that much she could tell. While she wants to believe him....she still isn’t sure about him. He’s someone new. Someone wanting to get close to the family she has and she doesn’t want that taken from her.
He could say he doesn’t want to get in between her and Victor, but actions speak louder than words. But he apologized, so...he gets a few points there. ]
I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions. [ But his behavior didn’t help with it and it escalated far beyond than what it should have.
But now to get to the main topic..]
I don’t know if I’m ready to spend time with you. [ It’s the truth and he should know at least that much. ] And I don’t know if I want to get to know you—but I can try. I’ll try because Victor means a lot to me and I want him to be happy.
[There’s a pause As she tries to sort through her feelings. ]
[ He breathes a little easier when she apologizes, smiling and shaking his head. ]
You have nothing to apologize for. I'd have done the same thing, probably. I was a stranger and it was normal for you to react that way.
[ He just should have taken a step back and called Victor. Better yet, he should have called Victor before deciding to show up unannounced.
Nodding slowly at what she says next, his gaze lowers, shoulders dropping just so. ] That's fine.
[ Well, it's not fine in the sense that he misses Victor, misses spending the night with him, curling up and falling asleep by his side. He misses Victor staying over at his loft, or him staying over at his place, and he knows that's not gonna happen again until Lucy's alright with having him around.
Something clenches a little in his chest, but he tries for a smile anyway, though it comes out weak and a little sad. ]
He did. About the Enchanted Forest, and Storybrooke too. He comes from a land without color, though. I don't know which one you're from— Victor never told me... uh, much about you.
[Lucy can see the way Jim's shoulders drop. How his smile is weak and traces of sadness. Guilt starts to eat at her, feeling bad to say she didn't know if she wanted to get to know him. Normally, she would have. She would've been thrilled to talk to another person and learn about their world, but right now she wasn't. Emma was gone, and now she was Victor, and before the dust could settle, there was someone new coming into her life.
It was a lot thrown at her, all at once.
She could only hope Jim doesn't start to dislike her because of it. But if he did, then maybe he wasn't the right person for Victor. Or, maybe she was getting a head of herself. At least he knew about the worlds they came from...and she should've known Victor would not have brought her up. She wasn't his actual kid. Just...someone he was close to.]
I'm not from the same place as he remembers. It's similar, but not exactly the same. Different realms with similar things, but the people--their stories are different.
[But she didn't know Victor couldn't see colors. She does know he's a great artist.]
And Emma...she is--was my grandma, I never got to meet her until coming here. She... [Another pause, trying hard not to start crying as the ache in her heart increases ten fold. She misses her parents, her friends, everyone back in Hyperion Heights.] She was amazing, a-and she... [Ah nope, nope, can't do it. Lucy starts to cry and finds herself wiping the tears from her eyes.]
[ He couldn't hold it against her, not ever. He certainly wouldn't dislike her based on any of this. It's just a little beyond him not to be a little saddened by the thought that it might be weeks before he gets to spend the night with Victor again, or simply show up at his place and hang around whenever he wants.
But he's going to respect those boundaries, no matter how much it might eat away at him. Pushing her into letting him in, or ignoring her own feelings and doing whatever he wants anyway will only make things worse. She might think that just because he and Victor are adults, they have the final say, but it's not that simple. It's also because they're adults that they have to be all the more conscious and careful about all of this.
And Jim... well, he can be patient sometimes, contrary to popular belief. Maybe —hopefully— she would warm up to him sooner rather than later. And maybe his attitude now will contribute to that a little too.
He nods quietly at her explanation, though he doesn't fully understand it. There's a lot about Storybrooke and the Enchanted Forest that Jim doesn't even know about yet, wrapping his head around yet another world is bound to be even more complicated.
But he doesn't ask questions now, because then Lucy's talking about Emma, and before he realizes it, he's got a crying child on his hands. Which is admittedly something he's never had to deal with before. ]
Lucy... [ His instinctive reaction is to reach out, but he hesitates halfway, hand hovering awkwardly. It's a touch he's very much unsure of, which likely shows in the way he just barely lets his hand touch her shoulder, the touch light and soft. ] I'm sorry.
[Lucy continues to wipe her tears with the side of her hands. She should go get a tissue, but she feels stuck on the couch. The sadness and ache in her heart are hard to deal with. She missed her family before, but when she was with Emma, the ache of it wasn't as much, but now it's just her and the family she made for herself.
She felt Jim's hand on her shoulder. The very light, and unsure touch of a man who wanted to be closer to Victor, but also showing sympathy for a little girl in need of comfort. She doesn't pull away from him, only wipes her eyes again and tries to take deep breaths to calm herself down. She finds herself scooting closer, telling Jim it's okay for him to be near her, and have his hand on her shoulder.]
It's...it's not y-your fault.
[The words are mumbled out. Another deep breath in, count to three and then release.]
[ He can't really blame her. He can sympathize, even, and honestly, even if she were an adult, no one could dismiss her feelings. Jim certainly won't for one. If nothing else, simply because he understand all too well what she's going through.
He's relieved when Lucy doesn't shrug him off, or even move away from him. He honestly thought she would, and he lets out a quiet breath when she actually scoots a little closer. ]
No, but... I know what you're going through. I've lost someone here too, and it's an awful, painful feeling. I'm sorry you have to go through that too.
[ His thumb brushes soothingly across her shoulder, and he offers her a tentative smile. ]
But you're not alone. I know it feels that way right now— I kind of felt that way a little, too. But you have Victor, at the very least. And... well, there's me, if you ever need anything. You can talk to me.
[Knowing Jim felt this pain too, is a bit comforting. He understands what she's going through--maybe not to the same intensity, but he gets it. He's apologizing for it, being sympathetic towards her that doesn't feel fake. It's genuine...it's sincere.
It was starting to help reshape her opinion on him...especially when he tells her she isn't alone. She could talk to Victor...and him too.
Baby steps. Both of them were taking baby steps with one another. She slow nods her head, wiping another tear from her eye before moving closer to hug him. A big difference from their last interaction.]
...thank you. [For telling her that, and being honest with her. It's very much appreciated.]
[ Well, as they say, misery loves company. It's a little cruel when one thinks of it, but right now Jim's just glad that what he went through when Bones left helps her, even if only a little.
His smile grows just a fraction when she nods, shoulders dropping in relief this time around. He'd worried that she'd dismiss his offer, or just reinforce that she didn't want him around. Instead she ends up shifting closer, and he finds himself pulled into a hug that catches him completely by surprise.
There's a brief moment where he's so stunned that he has absolutely no idea what to do, but eventually his brain kicks into gear, and he puts his arms around Lucy, hugging her back though not keeping the hold strong at all. ]
I'd like that. We can think of something to do until he shows up. [ A thought comes to mind, and he asks. ] Hey, do you like dogs?
[The suggestion is murmured, still hugging Jim because she can. She's been alone for a little and while she was used to it when Emma worked...it's different now. It left a hole in her heart, and she was trying to find things to do and not worry that Victor may not come home because he went back to his world.
And what better distraction than to talk about dogs. It makes Lucy pull back to look at Jim with confusion and concern.]
I'm a kid, why wouldn't I like dogs? [Because, they're cute, friendly, and--wait, doesn't that sound like the beginnings of... No, this wasn't a commercial warning kids to stay away from strangers. Jim was....he's Victor's friend, but he wouldn't do anything like kidnap her.]
[ He's kind of a hoarder, actually, not that Lucy knows that yet. Who knows, maybe she'll get to see the piles of books he has scattered a little all over his place, bookshelves filled with more books than one man should be able to read in a lifetime. Jim eats them all up.
Leaning back too, he lets out a soft chuckle, shaking his head. ]
No. I don't have any pets. But I made something, and I thought that you might like it.
[ He reaches into one of his pockets and pulls out a flip book. It's nothing amazing, and all the drawings are plain sketches, but when she flips the pages, a cute simple animation will play out. ]
Here. You just have to flip the pages really fast.
[Her confusion gives way to skepticism. He likes books?]
....what sort of books?
[Does he know about Victor's story? Possibly, maybe. he said Victor talked about the Enchanting Forest and other places, but it was hard for Jim to grasp. As long as he didn't think Victor was crazy or anything...maybe there was hope for him yet.]
How come?
[So, why no pets? Hm? Did he not like them? Too busy? Would he have enough time for Victor--no wait, they want to hang out together. Okay, they'll make time for one another, that much is obvious.
She peers at the little book and there are sketches. So...something he has in common with Victor. They both like to draw. When she gets to the simple animation, it makes her smile a little. She goes back and forth to it, watching the little dog walk about.]
It's cute. Looks a little bit like a corgi--[Wait. She looks up at him quickly.] You know what a corgi is, right?
All sorts, I'm not picky. I love story books, you know... fantasy, adventure, that sort of thing. But I also like poetry, plays, and... just, a little bit of everything.
[ He shrugs. Books aren't very common where he comes from anymore, people mostly stick to digital copies, and paper copies are a rarity. So maybe he's making up for it by collecting everything he can get his hands on here in the Quarantine.
He shrugs a little at the question, letting out a sigh. ] Pets just... deserve a lot of time and dedication. I thought about getting a dog or a cat, but I'm living alone right now. I just didn't know if I'd be able to be around enough to take care of them, with my job and everything.
[ He did have a pet chicken, but... well, he wasn't in the right headspace to keep Petunia after Bones left, not to mention that it didn't seem right to keep a chicken holed up in an apartment. Finding her a new place with a lot of open space just seemed like the right thing to do.
He lets out a soft chuckle at her question, nodding. ] Yeah, I know what a corgi is. And it does kind of look like one, doesn't it?
I like books too, they're very close to home for me--especially fantasy, but I like adventure too.
[So they have one thing (aside from Victor) in common. Books are a good stepping stone. Maybe he could show her some of his books, and she could share some of hers...and explain a few things about the world she's from.]
So... [Pause for a moment. If he can't take care of a pet, how could he take care of Victor? Lucy pulls back a little more to look Jim over.] If you're not able to take care of a pet because of time and stuff, how will you be able to make time for Victor? Will you cut back on work or...?
[Look here, mister. You can like her not!dad, but she's watching you. She wants to make sure Victor is happy and doesn't get hurt.]
Oh...okay, at least you know that much. Yeah, it looks a bit like a corgi, the way it walks and stuff. Corgis are really cute--all dogs are cute, really.
Is that so? Well, do you have a favorite book? Or a favorite story?
[ Stories, books... that, Jim can handle more than well. Kids usually like those too, don't they? Well, at least Lucy does, which is all that matters to him.
He seems a little caught off-guard by that question. He opens his mouth, closes it again, then lets out a soft chuckle, grinning and shaking his head. ]
It's not the same. Victor's a human being, and an adult. He has his own job, responsibilities, and he can take care of himself even when I'm not around. It's not the same with a pet. If they're hungry, you have to feed them, and if they're sick, you have to take them to the doctor and figure out what's wrong with them. It's not the same as when you're dating someone. [ He pauses. ] But to answer your question, I'd do whatever it took. If Victor needed or wanted me around more often, then... I could cut back on work, or just change my schedule to match his.
[ Well, maybe not to an extreme, but he certainly can better align his free time so he and Victor don't keep missing each other. Of course that's only worth anything if they get to spend a good portion of that time together, but anyway. ]
I have a favorite book, but it's not there. It's...it's a very special book that has all these fairytales in them--but, my favorite story is my parents.
[It's corny, yes, but she's a child who misses her family, and she loved hearing her parents tell the tale of how they met. How her mother was supposed to go through with one path, but changed her destiny. How her father wanted something more out of life, and ran into her mother on a motorcycle.
The chuckle and the grin aren't winning any brownie points from Lucy. She is staring at him with a neutral, but somewhat serious expression. While she wasn't the gatekeeper to Victor...she wanted to protect him and make sure he wouldn't get hurt, or be upset. ]
You're dating. Mmm. [Spoke as a sigh. Right....they’re dating. Which is something she’s familiar with but didn’t want to deal with it. ]
So, you would do whatever it took? What if he was in trouble? Or danger? Would you run away or go and save him?
[Staring at him harder because, well, it could happen--more than likely it would at some point. The tiny human child wanted to believe Victor made the right choice in dating this person but, she has to make sure. ]
That's a shame, I'd have loved to read it. [ That holds true for just about any book, but in this case particularly it would be another chance to get a little closer to Lucy. ] You could tell me that story sometime, if you ever feel like it.
[ Every story that Victor tells him seems fantastical, completely amazing when compared to what he knows of his world. Well, maybe the things he's seen and done would seem pretty fantastic to her too, so there's that. ]
Right. We are. [ He smiles a bit awkwardly, though he promptly moves on to her question, not taking even a second to answer promptly. ]
Of course I'd save him. Wouldn't you want to save the people you— [ He pauses just at the right time, quickly correcting himself... ] —care about? And I'd rather put myself in harm's way than let him be hurt.
[ That much is true more often than not when it comes to Jim. He's sacrificed himself for others more times than he can remember, although he never wanted people to idolize him for it. He just did what he felt was right. ]
It's...sort of like a family heirloom. It's survived a lot of things...and it belonged to my dad. [Lucy wouldn't let Jim borrow it, but she could let him read it, if...or when he visited again. Ever assuming the book found its way here. Who knows, it's hard to tell.] There's a lot of backstory to it...and I think I might have to make a chart to give you before I tell you the story.
[A mini-project. Something productive to help him understand the world she came from and to help him understand Victor a bit better...and it would help her deal with her feelings. Speaking of feelings--Jim had them for Victor. His answer to saving her not!dad was telling--especially when he nearly stumbled over a word that was very powerful.
Her staring continued and she tilted her head at him to get a better look. Almost as though she was weighing his words and trying to see if they were sincere...and by how quickly he responded, they were. There wasn't a pause, there wasn't a stutter.
And considering how much Victor liked Jim....there was no stopping it. Granted, she still wanted to protect Victor. So maybe she'll try harder. She wasn't going to stand in the way of true love--assuming that's what it was.]
I would want to save the people I love and I tried. [She said after a moment. Her gaze broke away from him to stare downward. That was a story for another time, for now though...There's a soft sigh before she looks up at Jim.] If you want to come over, you can. All I want is for Victor to be happy.
[ Some things found their way into the Quarantine somehow, so who's to say. Seen as Jim currently had the actual PX70 motorcycle that belonged to his father, it was entirely plausible that her father's book would show up here. In any case, Jim would be perfectly happy to read it while at Victor's place, or to just let Lucy read it to him instead. ]
If you don't mind doing that, then I'd like that. I'm curious about the world you come from.
[ He was curious about any and all worlds out there, actually, but hers and Victor's particularly, for the personal connection most of all. If she was willing to share, then he sure wasn't going to say no. ]
I think we all do. When we really care, we try to do everything we can for the people that are important to us.
[ And Victor was important to him. The thought was a little scary, when they'd really only known each other such a short while, but it was a weirdly good kind of scary. Certainly nothing that could surpass how happy Victor made him feel. ]
Me too, Lucy. But... [ He inhaled slowly, then sighed. ] This is your home too, now. Wherever you two end up moving. As much as I miss Victor, and want to be with him, I'm only going to come over when I know you'll actually like having me around.
[ Not just tolerate it, or begrudgingly accept it. That wasn't going to be enough for him. Especially when he knew that in the long run, it'd likely only make their relationship even worse. ]
So— that's why I wanted us to talk a little. Learn a bit about each other. And in the spirit of that, if you have any questions for me, about my life or my world or... well, anything at all, you can ask. Anytime.
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Date: 2018-03-09 03:48 am (UTC)[ Why ask? Victor will be happy and it’s not like Lucy will be able to say no.
But she’ll see him later tonight. ]
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Date: 2018-03-09 03:55 am (UTC)[ Later in the night, once they agree on a time (Victor included), he'll be knocking on the door. He hasn't been around since he first met Lucy, and he's honestly hoping it'll go better this time. ]
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Date: 2018-03-09 04:07 am (UTC)Hello.
[ A small greeting and her opening the door wider and letting him inside. ]
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Date: 2018-03-09 04:12 am (UTC)[ Jim offers a small little smile, not particularly surprised that he doesn't get one back. It's a start that she's letting him in and is at least willing to talk. Considering what she's been through as of late, and how young she is, it's admittedly impressive she's not outright refusing to see him or give him a chance.
He steps inside, waiting for her to close the door and lead the way to wherever she'd like to have their talk. He's been here a number of times already, but he doesn't think that walking in like he lives there is gonna help things any. ]
How are you?
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Date: 2018-03-09 04:19 am (UTC)There’s a small shrug of her shoulders. She’s...here. She went to school, paid attention and now here. Her homework isn’t done yet but she’ll get it done tonight.
For now, she closes the door and leads him to the couch and sits on one end of it. ]
How are you? [ Polite just be polite and answer a few questions and she can...leave him alone until Victor gets home. ]
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Date: 2018-03-09 04:28 am (UTC)[ He follows her to the couch and takes a seat on the opposite end, turned a little so he's facing her. She's not happy to see him, that much is obvious, but he can't really blame her for that.
Also he's quickly realizing he didn't fully prepare for this so... he's sort of at a loss of where to begin. Well, at least his words will be genuine, and won't come out sounding rehearsed, so there's that. ]
Okay, so... well, first of all, I wanted to say I really am sorry about how we met. The other day. I... I was surprised and I didn't react very well, and I acted stupid. I know that I scared you, but I never meant to do that.
[ He pauses, taking a slow breath. ] I want you to understand that— I'm not here to take you away, or to get between you and Victor. He's just... someone I really care about, and I like spending time with him. But that doesn't mean he'll stop wanting to spend time with you, too. Or that we can't all spend time together.
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Date: 2018-03-09 04:47 am (UTC)He could say he doesn’t want to get in between her and Victor, but actions speak louder than words. But he apologized, so...he gets a few points there. ]
I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions. [ But his behavior didn’t help with it and it escalated far beyond than what it should have.
But now to get to the main topic..]
I don’t know if I’m ready to spend time with you. [ It’s the truth and he should know at least that much. ] And I don’t know if I want to get to know you—but I can try. I’ll try because Victor means a lot to me and I want him to be happy.
[There’s a pause As she tries to sort through her feelings. ]
Did Victor tell you about the worlds we’re from?
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Date: 2018-03-09 01:04 pm (UTC)You have nothing to apologize for. I'd have done the same thing, probably. I was a stranger and it was normal for you to react that way.
[ He just should have taken a step back and called Victor. Better yet, he should have called Victor before deciding to show up unannounced.
Nodding slowly at what she says next, his gaze lowers, shoulders dropping just so. ] That's fine.
[ Well, it's not fine in the sense that he misses Victor, misses spending the night with him, curling up and falling asleep by his side. He misses Victor staying over at his loft, or him staying over at his place, and he knows that's not gonna happen again until Lucy's alright with having him around.
Something clenches a little in his chest, but he tries for a smile anyway, though it comes out weak and a little sad. ]
He did. About the Enchanted Forest, and Storybrooke too. He comes from a land without color, though. I don't know which one you're from— Victor never told me... uh, much about you.
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Date: 2018-03-09 04:43 pm (UTC)It was a lot thrown at her, all at once.
She could only hope Jim doesn't start to dislike her because of it. But if he did, then maybe he wasn't the right person for Victor. Or, maybe she was getting a head of herself. At least he knew about the worlds they came from...and she should've known Victor would not have brought her up. She wasn't his actual kid. Just...someone he was close to.]
I'm not from the same place as he remembers. It's similar, but not exactly the same. Different realms with similar things, but the people--their stories are different.
[But she didn't know Victor couldn't see colors. She does know he's a great artist.]
And Emma...she is--was my grandma, I never got to meet her until coming here. She... [Another pause, trying hard not to start crying as the ache in her heart increases ten fold. She misses her parents, her friends, everyone back in Hyperion Heights.] She was amazing, a-and she... [Ah nope, nope, can't do it. Lucy starts to cry and finds herself wiping the tears from her eyes.]
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Date: 2018-03-10 03:03 am (UTC)But he's going to respect those boundaries, no matter how much it might eat away at him. Pushing her into letting him in, or ignoring her own feelings and doing whatever he wants anyway will only make things worse. She might think that just because he and Victor are adults, they have the final say, but it's not that simple. It's also because they're adults that they have to be all the more conscious and careful about all of this.
And Jim... well, he can be patient sometimes, contrary to popular belief. Maybe —hopefully— she would warm up to him sooner rather than later. And maybe his attitude now will contribute to that a little too.
He nods quietly at her explanation, though he doesn't fully understand it. There's a lot about Storybrooke and the Enchanted Forest that Jim doesn't even know about yet, wrapping his head around yet another world is bound to be even more complicated.
But he doesn't ask questions now, because then Lucy's talking about Emma, and before he realizes it, he's got a crying child on his hands. Which is admittedly something he's never had to deal with before. ]
Lucy... [ His instinctive reaction is to reach out, but he hesitates halfway, hand hovering awkwardly. It's a touch he's very much unsure of, which likely shows in the way he just barely lets his hand touch her shoulder, the touch light and soft. ] I'm sorry.
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Date: 2018-03-10 04:37 pm (UTC)She felt Jim's hand on her shoulder. The very light, and unsure touch of a man who wanted to be closer to Victor, but also showing sympathy for a little girl in need of comfort. She doesn't pull away from him, only wipes her eyes again and tries to take deep breaths to calm herself down. She finds herself scooting closer, telling Jim it's okay for him to be near her, and have his hand on her shoulder.]
It's...it's not y-your fault.
[The words are mumbled out. Another deep breath in, count to three and then release.]
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Date: 2018-03-11 03:08 pm (UTC)He's relieved when Lucy doesn't shrug him off, or even move away from him. He honestly thought she would, and he lets out a quiet breath when she actually scoots a little closer. ]
No, but... I know what you're going through. I've lost someone here too, and it's an awful, painful feeling. I'm sorry you have to go through that too.
[ His thumb brushes soothingly across her shoulder, and he offers her a tentative smile. ]
But you're not alone. I know it feels that way right now— I kind of felt that way a little, too. But you have Victor, at the very least. And... well, there's me, if you ever need anything. You can talk to me.
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Date: 2018-03-11 10:33 pm (UTC)It was starting to help reshape her opinion on him...especially when he tells her she isn't alone. She could talk to Victor...and him too.
Baby steps. Both of them were taking baby steps with one another. She slow nods her head, wiping another tear from her eye before moving closer to hug him. A big difference from their last interaction.]
...thank you. [For telling her that, and being honest with her. It's very much appreciated.]
...You can wait for Victor with me, if you want.
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Date: 2018-03-12 02:12 am (UTC)His smile grows just a fraction when she nods, shoulders dropping in relief this time around. He'd worried that she'd dismiss his offer, or just reinforce that she didn't want him around. Instead she ends up shifting closer, and he finds himself pulled into a hug that catches him completely by surprise.
There's a brief moment where he's so stunned that he has absolutely no idea what to do, but eventually his brain kicks into gear, and he puts his arms around Lucy, hugging her back though not keeping the hold strong at all. ]
I'd like that. We can think of something to do until he shows up. [ A thought comes to mind, and he asks. ] Hey, do you like dogs?
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Date: 2018-03-12 02:38 am (UTC)[The suggestion is murmured, still hugging Jim because she can. She's been alone for a little and while she was used to it when Emma worked...it's different now. It left a hole in her heart, and she was trying to find things to do and not worry that Victor may not come home because he went back to his world.
And what better distraction than to talk about dogs. It makes Lucy pull back to look at Jim with confusion and concern.]
I'm a kid, why wouldn't I like dogs? [Because, they're cute, friendly, and--wait, doesn't that sound like the beginnings of... No, this wasn't a commercial warning kids to stay away from strangers. Jim was....he's Victor's friend, but he wouldn't do anything like kidnap her.]
Why? Do you have one?
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Date: 2018-03-12 02:57 am (UTC)[ He's kind of a hoarder, actually, not that Lucy knows that yet. Who knows, maybe she'll get to see the piles of books he has scattered a little all over his place, bookshelves filled with more books than one man should be able to read in a lifetime. Jim eats them all up.
Leaning back too, he lets out a soft chuckle, shaking his head. ]
No. I don't have any pets. But I made something, and I thought that you might like it.
[ He reaches into one of his pockets and pulls out a flip book. It's nothing amazing, and all the drawings are plain sketches, but when she flips the pages, a cute simple animation will play out. ]
Here. You just have to flip the pages really fast.
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Date: 2018-03-12 03:06 am (UTC)....what sort of books?
[Does he know about Victor's story? Possibly, maybe. he said Victor talked about the Enchanting Forest and other places, but it was hard for Jim to grasp. As long as he didn't think Victor was crazy or anything...maybe there was hope for him yet.]
How come?
[So, why no pets? Hm? Did he not like them? Too busy? Would he have enough time for Victor--no wait, they want to hang out together. Okay, they'll make time for one another, that much is obvious.
She peers at the little book and there are sketches. So...something he has in common with Victor. They both like to draw. When she gets to the simple animation, it makes her smile a little. She goes back and forth to it, watching the little dog walk about.]
It's cute. Looks a little bit like a corgi--[Wait. She looks up at him quickly.] You know what a corgi is, right?
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Date: 2018-03-12 03:23 am (UTC)[ He shrugs. Books aren't very common where he comes from anymore, people mostly stick to digital copies, and paper copies are a rarity. So maybe he's making up for it by collecting everything he can get his hands on here in the Quarantine.
He shrugs a little at the question, letting out a sigh. ] Pets just... deserve a lot of time and dedication. I thought about getting a dog or a cat, but I'm living alone right now. I just didn't know if I'd be able to be around enough to take care of them, with my job and everything.
[ He did have a pet chicken, but... well, he wasn't in the right headspace to keep Petunia after Bones left, not to mention that it didn't seem right to keep a chicken holed up in an apartment. Finding her a new place with a lot of open space just seemed like the right thing to do.
He lets out a soft chuckle at her question, nodding. ] Yeah, I know what a corgi is. And it does kind of look like one, doesn't it?
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Date: 2018-03-12 03:44 am (UTC)[So they have one thing (aside from Victor) in common. Books are a good stepping stone. Maybe he could show her some of his books, and she could share some of hers...and explain a few things about the world she's from.]
So... [Pause for a moment. If he can't take care of a pet, how could he take care of Victor? Lucy pulls back a little more to look Jim over.] If you're not able to take care of a pet because of time and stuff, how will you be able to make time for Victor? Will you cut back on work or...?
[Look here, mister. You can like her not!dad, but she's watching you. She wants to make sure Victor is happy and doesn't get hurt.]
Oh...okay, at least you know that much. Yeah, it looks a bit like a corgi, the way it walks and stuff. Corgis are really cute--all dogs are cute, really.
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Date: 2018-03-12 04:07 am (UTC)[ Stories, books... that, Jim can handle more than well. Kids usually like those too, don't they? Well, at least Lucy does, which is all that matters to him.
He seems a little caught off-guard by that question. He opens his mouth, closes it again, then lets out a soft chuckle, grinning and shaking his head. ]
It's not the same. Victor's a human being, and an adult. He has his own job, responsibilities, and he can take care of himself even when I'm not around. It's not the same with a pet. If they're hungry, you have to feed them, and if they're sick, you have to take them to the doctor and figure out what's wrong with them. It's not the same as when you're dating someone. [ He pauses. ] But to answer your question, I'd do whatever it took. If Victor needed or wanted me around more often, then... I could cut back on work, or just change my schedule to match his.
[ Well, maybe not to an extreme, but he certainly can better align his free time so he and Victor don't keep missing each other. Of course that's only worth anything if they get to spend a good portion of that time together, but anyway. ]
I have to agree. Dogs are super cute.
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Date: 2018-03-12 06:38 pm (UTC)CORRECTED THREAD
Date: 2018-03-13 07:16 pm (UTC)[It's corny, yes, but she's a child who misses her family, and she loved hearing her parents tell the tale of how they met. How her mother was supposed to go through with one path, but changed her destiny. How her father wanted something more out of life, and ran into her mother on a motorcycle.
The chuckle and the grin aren't winning any brownie points from Lucy. She is staring at him with a neutral, but somewhat serious expression. While she wasn't the gatekeeper to Victor...she wanted to protect him and make sure he wouldn't get hurt, or be upset. ]
You're dating. Mmm. [Spoke as a sigh. Right....they’re dating. Which is something she’s familiar with but didn’t want to deal with it. ]
So, you would do whatever it took? What if he was in trouble? Or danger? Would you run away or go and save him?
[Staring at him harder because, well, it could happen--more than likely it would at some point. The tiny human child wanted to believe Victor made the right choice in dating this person but, she has to make sure. ]
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Date: 2018-03-13 09:40 pm (UTC)[ Every story that Victor tells him seems fantastical, completely amazing when compared to what he knows of his world. Well, maybe the things he's seen and done would seem pretty fantastic to her too, so there's that. ]
Right. We are. [ He smiles a bit awkwardly, though he promptly moves on to her question, not taking even a second to answer promptly. ]
Of course I'd save him. Wouldn't you want to save the people you— [ He pauses just at the right time, quickly correcting himself... ] —care about? And I'd rather put myself in harm's way than let him be hurt.
[ That much is true more often than not when it comes to Jim. He's sacrificed himself for others more times than he can remember, although he never wanted people to idolize him for it. He just did what he felt was right. ]
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Date: 2018-03-13 09:47 pm (UTC)[A mini-project. Something productive to help him understand the world she came from and to help him understand Victor a bit better...and it would help her deal with her feelings. Speaking of feelings--Jim had them for Victor. His answer to saving her not!dad was telling--especially when he nearly stumbled over a word that was very powerful.
Her staring continued and she tilted her head at him to get a better look. Almost as though she was weighing his words and trying to see if they were sincere...and by how quickly he responded, they were. There wasn't a pause, there wasn't a stutter.
And considering how much Victor liked Jim....there was no stopping it. Granted, she still wanted to protect Victor. So maybe she'll try harder. She wasn't going to stand in the way of true love--assuming that's what it was.]
I would want to save the people I love and I tried. [She said after a moment. Her gaze broke away from him to stare downward. That was a story for another time, for now though...There's a soft sigh before she looks up at Jim.] If you want to come over, you can. All I want is for Victor to be happy.
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Date: 2018-03-14 02:51 am (UTC)If you don't mind doing that, then I'd like that. I'm curious about the world you come from.
[ He was curious about any and all worlds out there, actually, but hers and Victor's particularly, for the personal connection most of all. If she was willing to share, then he sure wasn't going to say no. ]
I think we all do. When we really care, we try to do everything we can for the people that are important to us.
[ And Victor was important to him. The thought was a little scary, when they'd really only known each other such a short while, but it was a weirdly good kind of scary. Certainly nothing that could surpass how happy Victor made him feel. ]
Me too, Lucy. But... [ He inhaled slowly, then sighed. ] This is your home too, now. Wherever you two end up moving. As much as I miss Victor, and want to be with him, I'm only going to come over when I know you'll actually like having me around.
[ Not just tolerate it, or begrudgingly accept it. That wasn't going to be enough for him. Especially when he knew that in the long run, it'd likely only make their relationship even worse. ]
So— that's why I wanted us to talk a little. Learn a bit about each other. And in the spirit of that, if you have any questions for me, about my life or my world or... well, anything at all, you can ask. Anytime.
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