[Josie and Hope have never been people that make dedicated time for each other, even so much as they were friends, but currently, while high on all those feel good vibes, Josie's starting to think they should. It's honestly the best way for them to stay on the same page especially with how crazy Hell can get.
Josie may have ambushed her a little bit, but she came prepared. She brought cookies. She made whipped coffee drinks. She is ready for some girl chat.
In a scene that's oddly reminiscent of that time she was possessed by Christmas, she holds up the plate in front of her when Hope appears and offers her a smile.]
( Another day, this might feel like an ambush. She has many more things to do than accept Josie's familiar brand of Christmas spirit, none of which are what she's been doing. Because none of those things don't feel like things anymore. Just excuses. Why should there be so many excuses when life is so good? Landon's alive. She has almost her whole family here and Rebekah who went back? Went back to live a happy life with Marcel.
Why not celebrate?
When she answers the door she's in a lighter choice for her outfit of the day.
She was on her way out, actually. )
Josie. Hey. Oh my god, is that coffee? I've had such a sweet tooth lately. The answer is yes, come on in!
[Fantastic! Josie will make her way inside, setting the cookies down on the nearest available flat surface, before holding out one of the coffees to her.]
I figured we haven't really had the chance to chat since you got here, so why not get everything out on the table, you know?
[Josie does as she's told, tucking one leg under her as she sits, and shakes her head.]
I know we're from different time points, but I did mean what I said when I wanted you to stay at the school. It's my fault that things got weird when you got here because you knew so much about where the future was going and it was just ... a lot. So I'm sorry I got all distant.
( She climbs onto the bed beside her, stretching a leg out, swinging it as she sips. Her smile doesn't break, even though with this subject matter, it should. She shakes her head. )
I know you meant it. And I stayed. And here, we had a lot more than just the Necromancer and your uncle Kai and sand clock-Josie. I trust you. And I like you as a person, Josie. Even when we didn't like each other, you, me, Lizzie. I always liked you.
( She says she liked her and Hope knows. Not the extent of their respective crushes they'd admitted, but they'd always found a quiet solidarity. In being studious, in being learned. Absent family members. )
Josie. You didn't know. You couldn't have known. I was just the weird townie who blew in from out of town.
( Normally, she wouldn't ask this, but high on life and buzzed on sugar, she just does. )
[It feels like it was so long ago right now. The euphoria pushes back how much that actually stings.]
He went to get a condom, and while I was waiting I found Penelope's burn book. It had songs he had written for you in it, and all this stuff I didn't understand. I knew we couldn't go further than we had until I figured out what that meant.
Because Alaric didn't burn his journal. Only all of my things. My files. ( Should she connect those dots as cheerily. No. But, she does. That makes sense now. ) So. You stopped it from happening. Not him. Hm. ( It's entirely too casual a conversation to be having about such an important topic, but, here they are. ) And after that, you found my aunt Freya.
I needed to know the whole truth. And even then, I couldn't just ... keep this secret of his feelings for you and carry on. If he was going to pick me, I wanted him to really pick me.
[Only ... he didn't. And that still sucks a little, but she's getting past it. Getting her own memories of Hope back helped that.]
And you knew the spell, the one that zapped Lizzie.
( And freed the Hope memories. )
This might help, and I am sorry we kept it from you together, but when Lizzie remembered? She stalked up to me in the towns square and said my full name like she was my mother and I was in trouble. Thank you for not holding that over her. I asked her not to say anything.
[It sounds dismissive, but it was true. Lizzie is not the best at secrets to begin with, so if Lizzie was keeping something, then it's because someone asked it of her.]
It's okay. There's nothing we can do to change it now, and knowing how I was feeling at the time? I probably would have reacted badly.
( normally, it would sound dismissive but with the sugar and their collective happiness, it just feels like a formality. lizzie's not good with secrets. it's true. )
And, you had Clarke in your ear.
( however that would land, hope says it with a wide, knowing smile as she takes a sip from her coffee. )
It's controversial, but, I'm happy how everything played out. Change one thing and who knows what changes with it.
Actual real person. He was trapped in -- well, actually ( Setting her cookie down on a napkin and her coffee on the side table, she slides off of the bed and reaches under.
Reaching, she retrieves his chest. Her hand rests on top. )
Don't open it. It's for... group therapy? A way or us to find the truth if we ever need it. He was trapped inside for months.
[She's not sure how that would be useful, but she can't help but be curious. She will respect Hope's instructions and not open it, however. They'll have time to dig into that later.]
( She drums her fingers along the top, before taking a hold and handing it to Josie proper. She pushes herself up off from the floor then. )
It was something.( The exhaustion tinges her pleasure with that particular memory surfacing. ) Honestly? I don't know how we all took the noir bent, I didn't know anybody in our group liked The Big Sleep, or it was Ms. Tig's influence. ( She shrugs away the possibility. ) The real Vardemus played the part of Sherlock Holmes. Which, mixed mediums. Anyway, if you open it, you and I will get sucked in. And then we'll solve something together. Probably not the time.
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Date: 2020-09-10 10:53 pm (UTC)Josie may have ambushed her a little bit, but she came prepared. She brought cookies. She made whipped coffee drinks. She is ready for some girl chat.
In a scene that's oddly reminiscent of that time she was possessed by Christmas, she holds up the plate in front of her when Hope appears and offers her a smile.]
Cookie?
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Date: 2020-09-10 11:15 pm (UTC)Why not celebrate?
When she answers the door she's in a lighter choice for her outfit of the day.
She was on her way out, actually. )
Josie. Hey. Oh my god, is that coffee? I've had such a sweet tooth lately. The answer is yes, come on in!
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Date: 2020-09-14 02:01 am (UTC)I figured we haven't really had the chance to chat since you got here, so why not get everything out on the table, you know?
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Date: 2020-09-17 04:00 pm (UTC)I think that that is a fabulous idea. Why shouldn't we just lay it all out. Work through the weirdness. With sweets! Sit, sit.
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Date: 2020-09-20 10:21 pm (UTC)I know we're from different time points, but I did mean what I said when I wanted you to stay at the school. It's my fault that things got weird when you got here because you knew so much about where the future was going and it was just ... a lot. So I'm sorry I got all distant.
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Date: 2020-09-23 01:44 am (UTC)I know you meant it. And I stayed. And here, we had a lot more than just the Necromancer and your uncle Kai and sand clock-Josie. I trust you. And I like you as a person, Josie. Even when we didn't like each other, you, me, Lizzie. I always liked you.
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Date: 2020-09-23 10:52 pm (UTC)[Even had a little crush, but that's territory they've already hashed out. She just wants to keep them moving forward.]
I'm also sorry that me and Landon made things weird. If I had remembered ...
[She never would have. Ever. Even if she did have a crush on him, it had always been clear how Landon felt about Hope.]
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Date: 2020-09-23 10:59 pm (UTC)Josie. You didn't know. You couldn't have known. I was just the weird townie who blew in from out of town.
( Normally, she wouldn't ask this, but high on life and buzzed on sugar, she just does. )
Why didn't you and Landon? Seal the deal?
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Date: 2020-09-23 11:47 pm (UTC)[It feels like it was so long ago right now. The euphoria pushes back how much that actually stings.]
He went to get a condom, and while I was waiting I found Penelope's burn book. It had songs he had written for you in it, and all this stuff I didn't understand. I knew we couldn't go further than we had until I figured out what that meant.
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Date: 2020-09-23 11:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-09-26 10:40 pm (UTC)I needed to know the whole truth. And even then, I couldn't just ... keep this secret of his feelings for you and carry on. If he was going to pick me, I wanted him to really pick me.
[Only ... he didn't. And that still sucks a little, but she's getting past it. Getting her own memories of Hope back helped that.]
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Date: 2020-09-27 04:47 pm (UTC)( And freed the Hope memories. )
This might help, and I am sorry we kept it from you together, but when Lizzie remembered? She stalked up to me in the towns square and said my full name like she was my mother and I was in trouble. Thank you for not holding that over her. I asked her not to say anything.
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Date: 2020-09-30 09:40 pm (UTC)[It sounds dismissive, but it was true. Lizzie is not the best at secrets to begin with, so if Lizzie was keeping something, then it's because someone asked it of her.]
It's okay. There's nothing we can do to change it now, and knowing how I was feeling at the time? I probably would have reacted badly.
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Date: 2020-09-30 10:07 pm (UTC)And, you had Clarke in your ear.
( however that would land, hope says it with a wide, knowing smile as she takes a sip from her coffee. )
It's controversial, but, I'm happy how everything played out. Change one thing and who knows what changes with it.
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Date: 2020-09-30 10:13 pm (UTC)Maybe less Clarke in my ear. I'd probably change that.
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Date: 2020-09-30 10:15 pm (UTC)( That's a harmless spoiler, right? Fingering a cookie, she considers, deciding to, yes, take one in her hand and take a big bite. )
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Date: 2020-09-30 10:20 pm (UTC)[That's kind of intriguing.]
So he's an actual real person? Not just Clarke trying to gain my mom's trust?
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Date: 2020-09-30 10:23 pm (UTC)Reaching, she retrieves his chest. Her hand rests on top. )
Don't open it. It's for... group therapy? A way or us to find the truth if we ever need it. He was trapped inside for months.
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Date: 2020-10-01 11:03 pm (UTC)[She squints at it, and while she doesn't try to open it, she will observe a little.]
Is it like a chambre de chasse?
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Date: 2020-10-03 01:21 am (UTC)( she glances up. )
After Alyssa Chang, the prison world and you coming back. Emma, Miss Tig even came back. It... came with me.
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Date: 2020-10-03 09:28 pm (UTC)[She's not sure how that would be useful, but she can't help but be curious. She will respect Hope's instructions and not open it, however. They'll have time to dig into that later.]
That sounds ... kind of cool actually.
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Date: 2020-10-06 06:03 pm (UTC)It was something. ( The exhaustion tinges her pleasure with that particular memory surfacing. ) Honestly? I don't know how we all took the noir bent, I didn't know anybody in our group liked The Big Sleep, or it was Ms. Tig's influence. ( She shrugs away the possibility. ) The real Vardemus played the part of Sherlock Holmes. Which, mixed mediums. Anyway, if you open it, you and I will get sucked in. And then we'll solve something together. Probably not the time.
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Date: 2020-10-09 01:55 am (UTC)[She's kidding. Mostly.]
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Date: 2020-10-09 02:00 am (UTC)( She laughs, meeting Josie's eyes. This, she's decided is nice. Like last year times. Like she never erased herself times. )
Thank you, for bringing by the cookies and the drinks. I needed it.