THE JARS THAT BLEED BEFORE THEY BREAK.

[glassjar]

Congrats! You've somehow stumbled upon the pocket dimension where five people with questionable morals (some more questionable than others) live and operate. Are you here on business? Do you have an appointment? Or are you here to see a friend? (Come on, don't make us laugh.)

Maybe you're here on accident due to some multiversal, magical, or otherwise supernatural nonsense? It's happened before, it was bound to happen again.

You can wander towards the house, see if anyone's home. Or you can explore the lush grounds, and maybe run across the wolfman groundskeeper who might try to usher you out towards the nearest portal, anyway. The world is your oyster, just try to be a good guest.

Comments

[gembonds]

You're too kind. Most people don't have the luxury we do and I fully intend to indulge.

[But it can get lonely, very much so. It's why she had Oren, and other than him, she thought she could have something longer lasting other than herself.]

I would love to stay, don't get me wrong. But my work beckons. I don't think this is the last you'll see of me if that's any consolation.

[spacecaser]

Of course. I do understand. Work is important; I am not blaggard enough to stand here and try to convince you otherwise.

[And the little wave of disappointment is, at least, blunted by the maybe-promise of crossing paths again.

...Ah, right. His little ball of energy. She made him forget all about it. He twists a wrist and summons it again, burning hot and bright.]

Visit anytime you like. You have my blessing. I do not care what the others say.

[gembonds]

Thank you.

[Her arm around his loosens but her fingers trace around his wrist and over his palm. His light feels warm and for a moment she wants to be young and reckless, just a fool for a few more hours. But she's lived too long to truly be risky anymore, not when at the core of it all, she wants to know what the danger that is being posed towards her remaining family.

It's such a shame. For now, Thomas is on her good side. The others, she'll have to see.]

I'll see when I can visit. Or if possible, I'll extend an invite to you. Who knows? We have all the time in the world.

[spacecaser]

[All the time in the world. Sometimes that’s not always a good thing.

But again, it’s always nice to have something to look forward to. Her touch is nice, too; light, sending a little thrill up his spine.]

Oh, I would love to visit you. I get listless, staying here all the time. You might show me your… jewelry-making process?

[gembonds]

That and more. I like ceramics as well.

[Berna sets her hand down to readjust the skirt of her dress.]

It's nothing too out of this world, mind you. I use a lot more practical tools than one would think for my work. Magic is usually the last element or a way to speed up some processes. But even then, I don't like rushing the details.

[She has been known not to leave her studio years at a time although Oren has told her she needs to set a better work schedule instead of going between two extremes of extroversion and introversion.]

Sleep well if you can Thomas. This has been an evening to treasure.

[spacecaser]

I should still like to see it. It’s not an art I am very familiar with, you see. It will be exciting, I think.

[He flashes her a smile, though it’s turned a little rueful. After all, it seems their meeting is reaching its end.]

I will try. Goodnight, Jackie. I miss you already! Send an invite in my direction when it suits you.