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Senior year was a bust so far. With everyone of his ‘friends’ now spending their time in jail cells, Mateo found himself where he never had wanted to be. Alone. It was a strange feeling. But ever since his ‘friends’ left he’d been more prone to being able to stay in school for the full days. Much to his mother’s liking. After all, his chances for a scholarship were good but not promised. 

“I’m... not sure I understand why you’re headed to Xi’an.” He hadn’t asked before now. Looking at her out of the corner of his eye as she sits atop his horse, he cannot help but think how... odd all of this was.

It wasn’t uncommon for people to approach the soldiers while they were preparing to leave a certain city. But what was uncommon was taking one of these people with them. Knowing very little about the woman who had asked to join them on their trek to a neighbouring city a few days away, Shang had opted to offer her a ride there himself. The soldiers and himself were more than capable of making the trip on foot. Offering her his horse would serve to allow him to keep a closer eye on her, and learn more about her. 

How many times had Blue been through solitary while he had been in jail? Fuck, he really couldn’t count, but there was no doubt he was lucky as fuck to be getting out on his date of release rather than kept in longer for poor behavior. It wasn’t his fucking fault though! Everybody else was the one that had the problems … Blue just … solved them. (right).

Regardless, today, he was on his best behavior ... even to a point of outright avoiding a fight in order to ensure he didn’t stay here even longer. And once that gate began to open? Blue couldn’t get through it fast enough, even side stepping through it with his hands raised. “I’d say its been fun, but we both know I’d be lying!!” laughing as he jogged out into the front of the prison itself, pale eyes scanned the area ... until they paused on one particular person that he nearly didn’t recognize

Jess. 

    the door is just clicking shut when she spots jesslyn at the end of the hallway,  clearly on her way back.  “ hey,  sweetpea. ”  they didn’t cross paths this morning,  ivy spent the night and most of the morning taking care of a few things in robinson park and when she came back for lunch,  the young woman wasn’t home.

“ if I’d known I wouldn’t have left you a note on the fridge, ”  she chuckles softly,  waits for jesslyn to step close enough to greet her with a quick and gentle pat on the shoulder.  “ -- I was just going to go run some errands,  want to come with ? ”

     Face contorts into a slight grimace because he couldn’t believe what he was hearing come out of her mouth.  “You gotta take that back, take it back right now.”

“it’s not as bad as it looks.” he’s not exactly looking at her as she talks, because his ears are ringing and his vision is double anyway, so he’s sort of shit out of luck. thank you, big old knock on the noggin. “it’s actually worse than it looks.”

he can’t hear her on account of the ringing, and the hearing aid that’s currently in his hand, and the double vision makes any accuracy in lip reading out. 

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            “  oh,   you know  —  ”   she turns around to face jesslyn,  who has conveniently followed her from her room to the entryway so she doesn’t need to shout to reply to her.  there’s the hint of a wicked grin on ivy’s lips already but even without it there’s no mistaking the intentions behind her current outfit.  there’s only so many places a super - villain can wear a leaf covered bodysuit.   “ here and there.  ”

there’s a small chuckle but then she sobers up a bit,  enough to remember that jesslyn might not appreciate hearing her make light of the subject.  so she steps closer to her,  grin softened into a more reassuring smile,  and moves her hands to hold the other’s face,  her thumbs caressing jess’ cheekbones.

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            there’s times where pamela wishes really hard that she hadn’t let herself be bullied into getting a phone,  the things she gets sent are questionable at best but she supposes that’s the price she has to pay for  —  well,  she’s not actually sure what for.  anyway phones,  and phones alone,  are the reason why   - when jesslyn steps inside at the end of the day -  the botanist is waiting for her the couch visible from the entryway.

“  what’s this I hear about you wanting to fuck cops or something ?  ”   her expression is in full scold-mode,  but it’s clear from her tone and very casual cursing that this is all in jest  ( kind of ).  “  let it be clear that this surprises me not because I’m quite literally a villain,  of the super kind,  but because the gcpd is literally infested by idiots.  the entry-level requirement to be a policeman,  in this city,  is to have a two-digit IQ !   what happened to a.c.a.b ?  ”