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Date & Time: 06.18 and on;
Location: Asch's basement, outside, anywhere;
Characters: the Dan, their uncles, anybody else involved?! I am losing track. people. six degrees of separation. tag yourselves!!
Summary: as usual, anti-spam mingle log due to numerous interactions between numerous people. action, voice, text, video, post-its.
Warnings: bombs?!

They thought that trips to Alaska and getting shots would be the beginning of a relaxing break. Instead they got quarantines and bombs and people getting mad at them. Big. Sigh.

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JADE VISITS REDHEAD HOUSE

[clinical]

[Jade is a regular visitor; he has moved most of his scientific equipment to a corner of the basement for safekeeping, and he feels the need to check in on his charity cases charges. So he can be found fairly regularly coming in and out, working in the kitchen, doing some weird science in a corner of a room, or trying to relax and read a book with some stupidly long, scientific title.]

HELLO SCIENCE

[bloodyashes]

[Oh look, it's Asch, here to give Jade a State of the Fonons Address in person. He will at least stand in the background and wait until the science is done - the place is a little crowded to get a private talk in anywhere else, oops.]

The nerve damage from my fonon separation is starting to reverse.

[Blunt and to the point.]

[clinical]

I'm glad to hear it. Have you noticed your healing rate increasing?

[bloodyashes]

I haven't been injured enough to notice.

[He really is pretty good at not damaging himself, you know.]

[clinical]

What a nice thing to hear.

[Except that sometimes you are a damage magnet, Asch.]

[maskmaker]

[Monica has been dropping by Asch's house daily, not always noticed by him, despite not having the man's explicit permission or agreement to to do so. That's fine in her book, honestly. If he only saw her once every few days, he didn't have to know about the cloaked figure who sit on a rooftop a couple buildings away and watch who went in and out of his place. Christopher Chareau de Red was more than just an idiot but not one she had to be afraid of -- he liked to dance around as much as she had -- and the children were just children. But this man is weird.

She thinks of Dalton, of Paramedes, of Archangelo. The "Professors" as she had called them only months ago.He felt sort of like Archangelo, from the way he carried himself. She didn't like it.

She takes her mask off and cloak as she drops down a street or two away, then walks like any ordinary woman would toward the house. Well, she would have to forfeit the ordinariness a little, she thinks -- with the bombing, the most ordinary thing to do would be to stay underground.]

Hello?

[clinical]

[Jade looks up from where he is busy heating a flask.] Can I help you?

[maskmaker]

[She smiles, inclines her head slightly then lowers herself in a polite curtsy.]

I'm just a visitor. I hadn't realized Asch was living with another person.

[clinical]

[A curtsey. Well, Jade would reply with a bow, but it really isn't his style except in front of kings and people who are actually irritating him. In a way, a lack of a bow is a sign of a certain amount of respect.] As I understand it, he's sharing the residence with quite a few people at this point. He seems to enjoy collecting strays.

[duplicitoussight]

[Since they moved to Asch's house for shelter he's been helping out with the chores--there's a ton of laundry with so many people stuffed in and cleaning is a pain when delegated to only a person. Kano happens to be carrying said laundry when he enters the room and spots Jade.]

... is that a good book?

[clinical]

[Jade barely looks up.] I'm afraid its approach to quantum mechanics is a little rudimentary.

[duplicitoussight]

Quantum mechanics, huh? [He's not even going to bother to pretend to know about that.] Sounds complicated.

[clinical]

The principles are fairly simple. [They're not.] Was there something you needed? I imagine Shintaro would be a better teacher if you're interested in physics.

[concealingeyes]

[Sup Jade. Kido noticed he'd been working a while so here is a bowl of stew.]

Break time.

[clinical]

[...Oh, Kido. He is amused.] Is that an order, boss?

[concealingeyes]

[She isn't flustered.] Yeah, it is. Food helps your mind work better anyway.

[clinical]

With such sage reasoning, who am I to refuse? [He settles down with the stew, as ordered.] I hope you'll made some for yourself. You can't afford to not give your mind a fighting chance.

[eyecaptivating]

[She has a vague idea who this man is. He's the man who made the medicine for them and at least some of the members of the Dan know him. So, when she enters the kitchen and sees him there, Momo's not exactly alarmed, no.

...But she is surprised.]

...Ah, good... morning!

[Is it even morning anymore, she can't even remember]

[clinical]

Oh, is it? I must have underslept; I thought it was the afternoon.

[No, look at the clock, Momo. It is the afternoon.

Also he's mixing stuff in a bowl and there's just science stuff everywhere, watch out.]

[eyecaptivating]

[........Oh. WAY TO GO, MOMO.

She carefully keeps herself closer to the entrance than to Jade, warily eyeing... whatever he's doing. Now, that's just weird.]

Ah... Ahahaha! Afternoon... That's right, that's right, I'm sorry!

[Oh, this is so embarrassing...] Good... Good afternoon then! It's afternoon!

[clinical]

[Chemicals! Clear liquids because science isn't actually that colourful! Fires, strange containers, SCIENCE EVERYWHERE!]

Kisaragi Momo, isn't it?

[copia]

[ There shall be one (1) preteen entering the kitchen with two bags in hand, and she stops humming as she spots him. ]

Hi, Jade.

[clinical]

Kaede. Do you need the kitchen?

[What, someone he'd actually hand the kitchen over to instead of being a jerk about it? It's a goddamned miracle.]

[copia]

Nope, but thank you! I'm just bringing in some food to put away. [ Which she does begin to do, but she will keep speaking as she focuses on her task. ]

You seem well, so I guess you found a good spot to be safe from the bombs?

[clinical]

This old man in is lucky enough to have a few young ones looking out for him. [He's busy continuing with his science. Stir this beaker, add a little iron to that one. Science doesn't do itself!] I assume the Dan haven't let you wander without a safe place of your own?