Sixteenth Scale {Audio.}

[salsaconjere]

[ It's been awhile, Elegante. Fish boy over here has been avoiding any communication for the past few weeks. Probably because any motivation to communicate left with Haine. Humanity? Jeremiah doesn't need it anymore. He's here for a job, protecting Zeke, and that's it. A shadow Jeremiah be and thus he doth become.

But Jeremiah understands the system

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[rdmcatpaw]

You mean Valentione's Day? Although, I'm not looking foreward to having a secret blurted out to the rest of the ship again.

[salsaconjere]

..Don't know.
[ Pauses to think about it. His 'secrets'? The most amusing to people would be his phobia of women. But that's hardly a secret anymore. Jeremiah sighs, wondering which one they'd have to chose from. ]

[rdmcatpaw]

Oh, I see.

Is everything alright?

[salsaconjere]

Everything is fine.

What else happened during the last holiday?

[ttlynotawizard]

Jere?

Where have you been?

[salsaconjere]

Busy. Events came up, needed time to recover.

Nothing of too much concern, Remy. Just had to take care of a few things. Anyways, [long pause.]

...[Inhale, like he remembered he has to talk.]

Anyways. How are you?

[ttlynotawizard]

I'm all right. Was worried you'd disappeared or something. Zeke would have been devastated.

[Remy knows that tone Jere's using. He's had it many times before]

[salsaconjere]

[Fishboy won't admit to it though. Emotions + Jere = ?!?! Blasphemy.

Jeremiah does play a chuckle, though.]

I have a job to do. There are no vacation days.

[thenotmagician]

Best holiday of 'em all, eh?

[You don't have any idea how relieved Zeke is right now to know jere is still here]

[salsaconjere]

..Bright lights. Too many women.
But the chocolate was nice.