#c;jay

“I’m working with what I have.” Seth said as he played the Offline T-Rex Game for the third time. He sighed as the YOU LOSE came across the screen “Isn’t it magical in itself that I’ve been waiting for the internet to reconnect for the last hour.” He turned to the blond. If the Jay wanted an interesting career overview day, he’ll give them an unforgettable one. “But you probably want to see something more interesting.”

Red.  A beautiful colour. One fit for either passion or rage. The colour of her burning eyes; the colour of her boiling anger; and the colour she was going to paint those who had betrayed her.  An orphan who no longer had her siblings to stand by her side; a monster with no leash, no conscious perched on her shoulder.  And yet, she could wreak no revenge from where she now stood, atop one of the tallest building in Manhattan, watching the skies before her and dreaming of a time when she could fly. She could feel the eyes of the fellow tourists on her as she stood, as still as a statue, watching the clouds drift across the near-clear sky.  In the old days, dreaming of flying, the feel of the wind beneath her wings, would have cleared her head; helped her move past her anger, to calm herself. But now, the memory of her wings only fuelled her all consuming rage. If only she could remember how to Shift; how to use her powerful magic; how to get back home. But those things were lost to her, just like the only two people in the world she had ever loved.  All thanks to that fucking Queen.

― ❝ Scream one more time, and I'll rip out your vocal cords. ❞

Ever since the night in the TumTum Tree with Alice, Jay had dreamed of visiting London. It was just as dull as her friend had described; the sun covered by a blanket of clouds, and the wind cutting through her thin clothing like a vengeful dagger. But she didn't care. Not when she had a chance - one small, heart clenching chance - of seeing her friend again. It had only been twenty years since her last visit; twenty years was like nothing for Jay, but she knew it was a lot for Alice. Humans aged quickly.  She moved down the cobblestone streets, eyes glancing in each and every direction, downcast and hidden beneath the brim of an expensive hat she'd stolen from some unfortunate blonde girl with a pink umbrella. 

It was a cold day. Jay hated the cold. She hated it so much that every step she took out on the crowded sidewalk made her scowl deeper and deeper. After about six full minutes of walking, she gave up completely, all but diving into the closest store she could find. The swirl of warmth around her almost made her moan in pleasure as she tipped her head back and undid the top button of her coat. A sigh escaped her lips before she opened her eyes and took in the sight before her.  It was... a library?  No, not a library. A book store.  They didn't have many of them back home. Maybe one or two somewhere on the Chess Board, and one in Diamond Territory. But none of them sold anything like what Jay could see in this store. There were thin books, decorated with illustrations and large, bold titles that popped out at her like they wanted to knock her flat on her ass; and there were thicker books, about half the size of a normal book, with odd symbols on the covers and the opening on the wrong side. Jay took a slow step forward, moving out of the doorway, and squinted behind her sunglasses at one of the books. The title CAPTAIN AMERICA stood out brightly against the blue, yellow, and red backdrop. 

Jay: im bored entertain me pls