[ she is silent for thirty seconds or so, taking in the way his lungs expands and loosens within his chest. but jinx shifts slightly to peer up at her father with large eyes, and a twinkle of hopefulness radiant through her pinks. ]
... Tonight, can we not go to our, you-knows, and just crash here together?
[He was content to lapse into silence, rarely ever finding their silences to be uncomfortable. He tipped his chin down towards his chest when he felt her head shift, peering into her pink eyes. He made a low noise of acknowledgement.]
Yes, that's fine. As long as it remains just us then.
[ she settles her head back against his chest, although this time, she screws her eyes shut to take in a deep breath before exhaling it through her nostrils. ]
... All I want is you right now. Nobody else.
[ is this rather clingy? possibly. but having this sudden overwhelming feeling of being around him and alone is bubbling and swelling behind her rib cage. and she believes if she doesn't be with him tonight, her chest might ache and break into two. ]
[He knew that it was important for her to keep connections going; he also knew that it was best for her to be available with a budding revolution in the works. It was a heavy burden at the start, but once there were actions happening then it would be better.
He nodded at her clinginess, and he admitted it was... nice. It reminded him of the times when she was still small and those private moments when she was this age. He ignored the idea of a co-dependency; he and Jinx were family and this was how they showed it. That was their normal.]
Hmmm.... okay. Maybe I'll ask a favor while I'm at it. Get someone else to check on the cats, and I'll just crash here 'till you come home.
[ her voice sounding more and more like a lulled purr, knowing she'll need to get up soon, but he has gotten a little too comfy for her. and this is as close to cuddling with him she will ever get. unless she attempts to coax him to share a bed with her. but that's an ask for later. ]
We can grab a pizza, get your cigars, play soft jazz on my gramophone, play poker. Or maybe give you a trim. How's that sounding?
[What did he know about pets? Whatever Richard had taught him about them, and even then, he had never owned one. He'd been told that cats could make their own way, but it was interesting that Jinx was so dedicated to them so early on. He wondered how long until one made its way to their home, and he'd have to put up with that.
He wrinkled his nose at the mention of pizza. The baked sandwich, of which he already was formulating his argument about to poke a little fun at his daughter over.]
You should play the music you want to listen to, just at a normal volume. And I'm willing to entertain a open faced baked sandwich for dinner, yes.
[Everything else they could figure out at the time.]
[ she murmurs sweetly as she shifts carefully to plant a tiny kiss underneath his chin. and as much as jinx wishes to protest in movement, his daughter finally shimmies off his lap, but not without doing it in such a sluggish fashion. and when she is on her feet, she presses her index and middle to her temple to ease an ache. ]
[He didn't move under her brief kiss, sighing from his nose now that the storm had seemingly passed for the most part. He moved his arms to provide a small assist for her to slip from his lap, stretching his legs out before setting the back on the floor so he could push himself to stand up.]
[ she'll argue that, but when she brings the pie over later, it will finally settle this little argument once and for all. although to his question, his daughter puckers her lips together to briefly think, then finally asks: ]
Do we have any painkillers? ... Besides just Shimmer. Not in the mood to huff, and I don't think it'll help my headache.
[Do they have painkillers? What kind of drug crime lord would he be if he didn't have drugs? It was almost an insult that she would have to ask in the first place. He huffed noisily, shaking his head as he rose from his seat and went into the kitchen with their plates.
He came back with a bottle of pills and tossed them at Jinx on the couch.]
Take one and if the headache doesn't resolve in thirty minutes, take a second.
[ look, maybe he swallowed them all or handed them all out to people while she was out being her jinxie self! she's not always on top of her father, which is weird wording, but the player is still trying to wake up and is meta narratoring because she feels like it. anyhow, writing for reals.
there's a small grin on her face as silco disappears with the dishware, and then goes off to seek for medication. it's fun to see her father get all touchy sometimes when their topics aren't so serious, and feelings get bruised. so when she is on the couch, and he returns to her, she catches the bottle with that mischievous smirk still plastered wildly on her, knowing one-hundred percent she just poked him in a not so funny bone with her request. ]
Thaaanks, Daaaaadd ♪. You're the best and I love you.
[Silco tried to look annoyed about the whole topic, but it was for Jinx so he was willing to let it slide regarding his reputation. Besides, she needed those it seemed. Yet another contentious conversation to set the day, and he expected far more on the horizon.
He made a 'hmmm' noise at her calling him 'dad', shaking his head a little as he moved off to gather his papers and notebooks for the day and put them in a bag which he often took to and from work.]
Yes, yes, I know you do. I need to tie up a few loose ends this morning, but I'll come home shortly after noon.
[Silco stared at Jinx on the couch, expression closing at the demand. This was not the first time that she had pushed and shoved and threatened if he didn't say those three little words. He liked to think he showed those emotions in other ways without having to verbalize them so directly. It was... a lot to admit when it shouldn't be given they were just words.]
I see. Considering I don't have toys, that will be a tall ask.
[He made a mental note to put away his bag of accounting books just in case. He finished packing, taking a few extra unnecessary items in case those would also be on her hit list.]
Do you need me to drop by the café on my way home?
... I would like that. You know, just in case I can't get in touch with anyone to check for me.
[ she smiles warmly to him as she really settles in by fluffing the pillow the way she wants it behind her head. hopefully though, she can reach vash or some other stooge to fetch them some pizza so neither of them need to go and do any extra work. ]
[He could do that much, though overfeed and probably overwater were keys here. It was better than starvation, he supposed. He nodded his head as he closed his pack, picking it up as he observed her from the couch. He lingered watching her for longer than usual, contemplating this sensation of distortion in their relationship; it felt a little similar to when the sister came back but more... from one direction.
Maybe that's why he still felt he had a bit of control. That's what was important; he could hold them together if he had to. He was brought back to the question that made him understand Vander so much more: was there anything so undoing as a daughter?
Shaking his head slightly, he pulled himself out of his reserved contemplation and headed for the door.]
[ her father does show his love in actions, yes, and she notices them when he does. it's just sometimes, she would like to hear it too. especially when her voices enjoy tormenting her that the actions of an individual have some sort of twisted, selfish meaning behind them. jinx does her hardest to ignore them, but she trips over their traps now and then — primarily when she has them to thank for snapping her out of that other alternate life they all once lived in. ]
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Date: 2024-09-05 04:36 am (UTC)... Tonight, can we not go to our, you-knows, and just crash here together?
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Date: 2024-09-05 04:40 am (UTC)Yes, that's fine. As long as it remains just us then.
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Date: 2024-09-05 04:46 am (UTC)[ she settles her head back against his chest, although this time, she screws her eyes shut to take in a deep breath before exhaling it through her nostrils. ]
... All I want is you right now. Nobody else.
[ is this rather clingy? possibly. but having this sudden overwhelming feeling of being around him and alone is bubbling and swelling behind her rib cage. and she believes if she doesn't be with him tonight, her chest might ache and break into two. ]
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Date: 2024-09-05 04:54 am (UTC)[He knew that it was important for her to keep connections going; he also knew that it was best for her to be available with a budding revolution in the works. It was a heavy burden at the start, but once there were actions happening then it would be better.
He nodded at her clinginess, and he admitted it was... nice. It reminded him of the times when she was still small and those private moments when she was this age. He ignored the idea of a co-dependency; he and Jinx were family and this was how they showed it. That was their normal.]
No one else, yes. I'll leave work early.
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Date: 2024-09-05 10:40 am (UTC)[ her voice sounding more and more like a lulled purr, knowing she'll need to get up soon, but he has gotten a little too comfy for her. and this is as close to cuddling with him she will ever get. unless she attempts to coax him to share a bed with her. but that's an ask for later. ]
We can grab a pizza, get your cigars, play soft jazz on my gramophone, play poker. Or maybe give you a trim. How's that sounding?
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Date: 2024-09-05 03:13 pm (UTC)[What did he know about pets? Whatever Richard had taught him about them, and even then, he had never owned one. He'd been told that cats could make their own way, but it was interesting that Jinx was so dedicated to them so early on. He wondered how long until one made its way to their home, and he'd have to put up with that.
He wrinkled his nose at the mention of pizza. The baked sandwich, of which he already was formulating his argument about to poke a little fun at his daughter over.]
You should play the music you want to listen to, just at a normal volume. And I'm willing to entertain a open faced baked sandwich for dinner, yes.
[Everything else they could figure out at the time.]
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Date: 2024-09-06 04:12 am (UTC)[ she murmurs sweetly as she shifts carefully to plant a tiny kiss underneath his chin. and as much as jinx wishes to protest in movement, his daughter finally shimmies off his lap, but not without doing it in such a sluggish fashion. and when she is on her feet, she presses her index and middle to her temple to ease an ache. ]
Ngh... — I think I'm gonna lie on the couch now.
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Date: 2024-09-06 05:00 am (UTC)[He didn't move under her brief kiss, sighing from his nose now that the storm had seemingly passed for the most part. He moved his arms to provide a small assist for her to slip from his lap, stretching his legs out before setting the back on the floor so he could push himself to stand up.]
Very well. Can I bring you anything?
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Date: 2024-09-07 03:01 pm (UTC)Do we have any painkillers? ... Besides just Shimmer. Not in the mood to huff, and I don't think it'll help my headache.
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Date: 2024-09-07 03:06 pm (UTC)He came back with a bottle of pills and tossed them at Jinx on the couch.]
Take one and if the headache doesn't resolve in thirty minutes, take a second.
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Date: 2024-09-07 03:16 pm (UTC)there's a small grin on her face as silco disappears with the dishware, and then goes off to seek for medication. it's fun to see her father get all touchy sometimes when their topics aren't so serious, and feelings get bruised. so when she is on the couch, and he returns to her, she catches the bottle with that mischievous smirk still plastered wildly on her, knowing one-hundred percent she just poked him in a not so funny bone with her request. ]
Thaaanks, Daaaaadd ♪. You're the best and I love you.
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Date: 2024-09-07 03:27 pm (UTC)He made a 'hmmm' noise at her calling him 'dad', shaking his head a little as he moved off to gather his papers and notebooks for the day and put them in a bag which he often took to and from work.]
Yes, yes, I know you do. I need to tie up a few loose ends this morning, but I'll come home shortly after noon.
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Date: 2024-09-07 03:36 pm (UTC)[ with that, she flops back onto the sofa as she unscrews the cap — fishing out two capsules to swallow down. ]
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Date: 2024-09-07 03:41 pm (UTC)I see. Considering I don't have toys, that will be a tall ask.
[He made a mental note to put away his bag of accounting books just in case. He finished packing, taking a few extra unnecessary items in case those would also be on her hit list.]
Do you need me to drop by the café on my way home?
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Date: 2024-09-07 03:58 pm (UTC)[ she smiles warmly to him as she really settles in by fluffing the pillow the way she wants it behind her head. hopefully though, she can reach vash or some other stooge to fetch them some pizza so neither of them need to go and do any extra work. ]
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Date: 2024-09-07 04:04 pm (UTC)[He could do that much, though overfeed and probably overwater were keys here. It was better than starvation, he supposed. He nodded his head as he closed his pack, picking it up as he observed her from the couch. He lingered watching her for longer than usual, contemplating this sensation of distortion in their relationship; it felt a little similar to when the sister came back but more... from one direction.
Maybe that's why he still felt he had a bit of control. That's what was important; he could hold them together if he had to. He was brought back to the question that made him understand Vander so much more: was there anything so undoing as a daughter?
Shaking his head slightly, he pulled himself out of his reserved contemplation and headed for the door.]
I love you. I'll see you later.
[There, he said it. Okay, muttered it.]
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Date: 2024-09-07 08:03 pm (UTC)... See you, Silco.