The Beach, Friday Night

[furnaceface]

Half the island seemed to have gone completely barmy, but the insanity had somehow managed to miss Jonothon somewhat. Difficult to burst into song when you had no mouth, after all.

By some miracle, he'd managed to set up something that somewhat resembled a stage using scraps scavenged from the abandoned warehouses, and he'd built a huge bloody bonfire on the beach, which he'd lit in his own special way while nobody happened to be looking. And, of course, this being the fifth of November, he'd even found a way to wrangle some fireworks.

Don't ask how. Jono could be resourceful when he wanted to be, damn it.

Now, really, all he needed was an audience. And a vocalist. Where the hell was Christian, anyhow?

[Open to all, with threads for Glee Club, Jono's band, and everyone else who wants to sing, too!]

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Re: Fireworks!

[furnaceface]

Jonothon blinked.

And then he blinked some more.

//I can live with that.//

That meant 'thank-you' in Jonothonese.

Re: Fireworks!

[boobs-and-bombs.livejournal.com]

"I sure as hell hope so!" said Kūkaku. "I don't wanna be blamed for killin' some kid 'cuz he couldn't handle the awesome."

Re: Fireworks!

[furnaceface]

//Not terribly likely, I assure you,// Jono replied, bemused. //While I'm certain that a decidedly 'awesome' fireworks display would no doubt floor me, I'd like to think that I would at least survive the experience.//

Considering how much of him was missing already, odds were high that a few more fireworks weren't going to do him in just yet.

Re: Fireworks!

[boobs-and-bombs.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, just keep outta the line of fire," Kūkaku said, "and we won't have to worry about blowin' off that other half of yer face."

Re: Fireworks!

[furnaceface]

Wince.

//I'll... make a definite point of it, then.// Oh, the fidgeting from Jonothon, it was indeed a mighty fidget. //I'm rather fond of th'half that I've got.//

It got bonus points for not being on fire.

Re: Fireworks!

[boobs-and-bombs.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Kūkaku noted, "you can do a hell of a lot more with your half than the half I've got."

To which she waved the arm stub for emphasis.

Kūkaku was a terrible person.

Re: Fireworks!

[furnaceface]

//You'd be surprised,// Jono replied, watching that waving stub for a moment before tactfully redirecting his gaze toward the sand at his feet. //I can blink like a professional.//

And also play guitar, Jonothon.

Re: Fireworks!

[boobs-and-bombs.livejournal.com]

"And you got that creepy mindspeech thing goin' on for ya, too." Kūkaku, clearly, decided not to discover a thing called tact any time soon. "Most people in your position just have to gesture."

Re: Fireworks!

[furnaceface]

She... did have a point, at least. Tactless as it was.

//I have to pretend to be completely mute when I'm not on the island,// he shared. Because she totally cared about these things, right? //As it turns out, sign language is more difficult to fake than you'd think.//

Re: Fireworks!

[boobs-and-bombs.livejournal.com]

Kūkaku didn't say anything tactless this time. Instead, she just decided to glance toward her stub of an arm for a second, and then look back at him with an arch of an eyebrow that suggested that, even with one hand, she could probably sign something with a pretty bloody clear message for him, indeed.

Re: Fireworks!

[furnaceface]

Gold star for Jonothon! There was plenty of tactlessness to go around, tonight!

//... My bad,// he added, kind of hunching down a little bit. Really, he could have thought that out a little more thoroughly.

Re: Fireworks!

[boobs-and-bombs.livejournal.com]

Like Kūkaku actually cared, though she did feel a little bad when she made people believe she actually did care, so she made up for it by going to give him a reassuring pat on the back.

Well, it was more of a reassuring thwack more than anything else.

"Jus' watch yourself next time, kid," she said. "What the hell is taking those lugs so long?"

Re: Fireworks!

[furnaceface]

Well, it was about as reassuring as a thwack on the back ever got, anyhow! Which meant that Jono managed a half-step stagger before recovering and blinking up again.

//Got lost in th'dark, perhaps?//

Re: Fireworks!

[boobs-and-bombs.livejournal.com]

There was a bit of a pause, and Kūkaku actually straightened a little, eyes growing a bit wide.

"...no, I think it's probably the booby trap I left ready in the workshop door..."

It was something she might have been working on for Holmes...

Re: Fireworks!

[furnaceface]

And if Jono knew that, he would have given her a solid clap on the back.

As it stood, his own eyes grew a bit wide, as well.

//... Oh my.//

Re: Fireworks!

[boobs-and-bombs.livejournal.com]

"Eh." Kūkaku then instantly relaxed, waving a dismissive hand. "They've been through worse. You saw the two of 'em; they're pretty sturdy boys."

Re: Fireworks!

[furnaceface]

It took Jonothon a bit of squinting and mental tapdancing in order to be able to dismiss the notion anywhere near as thoroughly as Kūkaku had, but sheer force of will (and a little bit of a residual high after being on the stage) was a strong motivator, apparently.

//If yer sure...//

Re: Fireworks!

[boobs-and-bombs.livejournal.com]

"Positive," Kūkaku nodded. "You don't spend as much time around me as they do without growin' a thick skin."

As Jono was probably about to find out sooner or later, whether he wanted to or not.