He fails to elaborate what or where purse-jail is for bad and naughty digital satchels. But he does try to pry those sharp teeth off his arm. (God, does she have a jaw-lock like a fucking shark?)
Arms out. Hands open. She's unceremoniously dropped, but he at least gives her the decency to have her upright when he does. As soon as she's loose, he gives his now-wiggly arm a jokingly-horrified glance. (It's maybe a little genuine.)
"Oof!" And with that, she hits the floor, faceplanting anyway. But she's quick to pick herself back up.
"That's what happens!" Pomni huffs, straightening out her clothes and shaking off the adrenaline. "Okay, come here, lemme pull your arm straight so we can go to the bar."
"Not my fault you're the ideal size for convenient stuff-carrying," Jax raises his non-jagged arm defensively, but he doesn't put up any further argument before he offers his arm back over. "If you bite it again I'll be ed, by the way. And I'll definitely throw you."
Throw her where exactly? He has no idea. But he'll figure it out. Getting chucked is enrichment for digital cartoon characters, anyways.
"Yeah, yeah," Pomni gripes, grabbing his hand with both of hers and giving a solid yank. It straightens right back out, like magic. "There. All better. What have we learned today?"
"Pfff." Pomni rolls her eyes, but doesn't move away. "Whatever. Since you're back there, stick this in my head. We'll smuggle it into the bar and save some money." She passes the bottle of mead up to him.
Jax snorts a laugh, but takes the bottle as soon as it's passed over. "That's such an accountant thing to do. Always thinkin' on the numbers, huh?"
No part of that is a complaint, though, and the half-finished bottle of wine goes in after it. The downside is he has to stick his arm all the way in there to futz around with the scarf, wedging it between the bottles so they won't clack together. Innovation at its finest.
"Think that should do it! Put your hole away, and let's get outta here."
"Can you please not say it like that?" Replacing her hat once more, Pomni makes for the door, eyeing the red coat next to Jax's. "Whose coat is this one? You're not really a red guy."
"Yeah, no, I'm totally obligated to say it like that. Them's the breaks."
The coat gets a glance, though, and he sighs, moving to shake it out and hold it up.
"It's my work jacket. Dunno why they're making us dress like bellboys for our shift, but everybody's got one, so there wasn't any getting outta it for me. Could be worse, though, I guess."
It gets a smile from Pomni--- the gold detailing is really fun, as are the little shoulder pads. "I bet you can rock it, though. What kind of work is it?" She starts for the door as she keeps chatting---- walk and talk.
"Sort of a community-service type thing. People have problems, we go solve them," Jax replies, ever nonchalant, as he follows her out the door and closes it behind him. It's a relief not to be in there anymore, to say the least. That's what he gets for getting the bright idea that inviting someone over was a good idea.
"Mostly, I'm just there for moral support," he adds with a grin.
Yeah, he spends most of his time letting other people pick up the slack.
A community service thing? Neither the words "community" nor "service" typically are said with Jax's name in the same sentence, so the fact that he's doing so is... a lot. It's important. Pomni is extremely proud of him--- which she doesn't say, but her face betrays her as she nudges him. "Look at you, moving up in the world."
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Date: 2026-03-26 04:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2026-03-26 04:22 am (UTC)And, with little fanfare, he picks her up and tucks her under his arm, holding her like she weighs nothing against his hip.
"You're more like a satchel, honestly. It's more time-period appropriate. Get with the times, Pom-Pom."
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Date: 2026-03-26 04:24 am (UTC)rolled a 13 on prying her off for the silliest dice combat ever
Date: 2026-03-26 04:27 am (UTC)He fails to elaborate what or where purse-jail is for bad and naughty digital satchels. But he does try to pry those sharp teeth off his arm. (God, does she have a jaw-lock like a fucking shark?)
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Date: 2026-03-26 04:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2026-03-26 04:40 am (UTC)Arms out. Hands open. She's unceremoniously dropped, but he at least gives her the decency to have her upright when he does. As soon as she's loose, he gives his now-wiggly arm a jokingly-horrified glance. (It's maybe a little genuine.)
"You
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Date: 2026-03-26 04:43 am (UTC)"That's what happens!" Pomni huffs, straightening out her clothes and shaking off the adrenaline. "Okay, come here, lemme pull your arm straight so we can go to the bar."
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Date: 2026-03-26 04:47 am (UTC)Throw her where exactly? He has no idea. But he'll figure it out. Getting chucked is enrichment for digital cartoon characters, anyways.
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Date: 2026-03-26 04:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2026-03-26 04:51 am (UTC)"Hold your head further away from my arm next time?"
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Date: 2026-03-26 03:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2026-03-26 03:08 pm (UTC)No part of that is a complaint, though, and the half-finished bottle of wine goes in after it. The downside is he has to stick his arm all the way in there to futz around with the scarf, wedging it between the bottles so they won't clack together. Innovation at its finest.
"Think that should do it! Put your hole away, and let's get outta here."
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Date: 2026-03-26 03:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2026-03-26 03:29 pm (UTC)The coat gets a glance, though, and he sighs, moving to shake it out and hold it up.
"It's my work jacket. Dunno why they're making us dress like bellboys for our shift, but everybody's got one, so there wasn't any getting outta it for me. Could be worse, though, I guess."
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Date: 2026-03-26 03:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2026-03-26 04:12 pm (UTC)"Mostly, I'm just there for moral support," he adds with a grin.
Yeah, he spends most of his time letting other people pick up the slack.
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Date: 2026-03-27 02:40 am (UTC)