Groovy Tunes, Saturday

[furnaceface]

Oh, sweet, beautiful weekend. Jono had been looking forward to it all week, just so that he would have a proper excuse to make his way to the Groovy Tunes to go through the new music selection. A new single by Janet Jackson, an import of the Very Best of Art Garfunkel (UK Edition), a new album by The Doors (which would be coming home with him, thank you) and A-ha (who Jono was sort of surprised to see was still making music), and a handful of DVDs...

Huh. Darren Hayes was still relevant enough to be putting out a video?

Look, it was entirely possible that Jono was well aware that there was a big thing of some sort going on around the island this weekend (he was a telepath, thank you, and everything had gotten rather more loud upstairs than the island generally involved), and it was also completely possible that he was throwing himself into his job today very thoroughly so that he'd actually have the spoons later to deal with it all.

And if he actually happened to sell any music today, even better, come to that. He still had the Help Wanted sign in the window, with a few shifts left over through the week, though he wasn't holding his breath (ha) that there would be any sort of stampede for people to come claim them.

[OOC: Groovy Tunes is open! And OCD-Free!]

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[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

"So you're still here, huh?"

There was an April! Hello!

[furnaceface]

//April, luv, I'll be here probably until the world burns,// Jono replied. A sort of hello in turn as he set down a few CDs that he'd been shelving and turned a happy (for Jono) look her way. //And you're here for a visit, are you?//

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

"You got it," she said. "One of those accidental visits everyone loves so much."

She wasn't that annoyed by it, really. If anything, it was a welcome distraction from paperwork.

"I like what you've done with the place." What she really meant was that she liked that he was still keeping it around, but if there were any changes, she liked those too.

[furnaceface]

There weren't many changes. A few guitars had been sold and were replaced with new stock, mostly. But Jono could take that statement in the spirit it was intended.

//Thanks,// he replied, a touch wryly. //Spent all that time you've been gone thinking it up. You can imagine how much work went into it all.//

C'mon, Jono.

//How've you been, anyway?//

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, 'cause you've been so bored without me," she said easily. "I'm good. I'm married now. I work at this job placement foundation in DC. I get to tell 22-year-olds to get off their asses and stop making their parents pay for all their shit." Which was not something April would have loved to hear at 22. Weren't time-jumps fun? "How about you?"

[myfaireggsy.livejournal.com]

Eggsy had ignored the weird crowds in town, making his way around until a help wanted sign managed to catch his eye. A music shop wouldn't be the worst pace to work. Wasn't flipping burgers, at least.

He went on in, hoping to scope the place out a bit. And not even for theft! This time.

"That sign still good?"

[furnaceface]

//Good as it's ever been,// Jono replied, glancing first at the new face, and then toward the sign in the window. //I probably would've removed it if it wasn't. I don't think I'm the sort of person who gives people false hope of employment only to laugh in their faces once they come asking.//

But hey, it could be fun, he supposed.

[myfaireggsy.livejournal.com]

The whole... voice. Thing. It was making Eggsy frown and look around for a moment to confirm it was that guy talking.

"Can't tell with some folks, yeah?"

[furnaceface]

Jono knew that frown. Jono preferred, when he saw that frown, to just power on ahead like nothing was amiss.

In true British fashion. Besides, it was easier to be stiff-upper-lip about things when the upper lip was the only lip he really had much left of.

//Fair enough,// he allowed, shrugging his shoulders so that there was at least some sort of gesture to go with that voice. //You're looking for work, then?//

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"Do the students still come flocking at the sight of those signs?"

Cable had always had this habit of occupying doorways like they should be making way for him, instead of him making his way through. Somehow several years of being a parent hadn't lessened that effect any.

[furnaceface]

Well, any doorway that knew what was good for it would probably be doing just that, anyway.

//Less flocking, and more... wandering in at a slow trickle,// Jono replied, a little wry quirk of a smile more obvious in his voice than anywhere on his face. //I actually hired two this week. That might actually be a record since I came back.//

It probably was, at that.

//Hello, Cable. It's been a while.//

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"Is it still Chamber?" Cable asked, stepping into the store. "I haven't kept up with everyone's codenames."

Raising a mutant messiah had a habit of changing one's priorities. (In fact, a red-haired nine-year-old had just stuck said red-haired head out from behind Cable's legs, squinting at Jono with interest.)

[furnaceface]

//It's Chamber again,// he clarified. //There was 'Decibel' for a while, but that didn't stick.//

Obviously.

//And hello there, luv.// The smile he offered Jan was a little more apparent, settling around his eyes. //Welcome back to the island.//

It had clearly been a while.

//You're both looking well.//

[lovemakesafamily]

Zach wandered into the store, Cody dozing in his arms. Fandom was nowhere near in as much of a crisis mode as he'd expected, given the state of things when he'd left home, but something was definitely going on.

"... Jono?" he said, a little hesitant. He'd been walking through town, hoping to find someone familiar, someone he remembered who might remember him, when he'd spied Jono through the store window. "Uh. Hi. Remember me?"

[furnaceface]

It took Jonothon a moment. He'd had a couple of lifetimes to sort through, and while Zach had been a pleasant note in one of them, it was one that had happened a while before some pretty terrible things had happened, otherwise.

That said, he still had Zach's letters. And it was hard to forget those, exactly.

//... Zach?// He blinked over at him, and at the boy in his arms. And then needed to take another moment still to just affirm that both were alive and well and here, which meant that they hadn't been wiped away completely, had they? //Good lord, it is you, isn't it? And... Cody? Is that Cody?//

[lovemakesafamily]

Cody looked up at the 'sound' of his name, blinking blearily before snuffling back into Zach's shoulder.

"Yeah, this is... This is Cody. Uh." He took a breath. "So what's going on? Last thing I remember is driving away from California, trying to get to Fandom, but I was only in Nevada. Next thing I know, I'm in the park."

[furnaceface]

Oh.

Oh.

//Oh.// Jono looked... maybe a little flummoxed by that. Maybe a little gutted. //The Nothing. You were running from the Nothing when you ended up here.//

That had to be it. That was the last he'd heard from him, when he'd been trying to get to safety, here on the island.

//That was... it was years ago, for us.//

[darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com]

"God, I missed this place," Peyton said as she came through the door. "Where else could I find awesome music from places that don't even exist where I am?"

[furnaceface]

//If you find a better place to do so, you'll have to let me know,// Jono replied, smiling (for lack of a better word) over at her from where he was leafing through the new shipment. //I take pride in the selection here. It takes a lot of work to be able to curate all this.//

It would take less if he'd just learn how to use the internet, granted.

[darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com]

Peyton stared at him. "Did you just - inside my head - I'm going crazy, aren't I?"

[furnaceface]

//If Fandom hasn't already driven you crazy, I doubt it,// Jono replied, shrugging his shoulders. //I'm a telepath, luv. Sorry I didn't give any warning. It's really the only way I have to speak.//

What with the whole... no mouth... thing. That was sort of unfortunate.

[knight-fatali.livejournal.com]

Seifer shouldn't have been surprised that Jono was still here, but he kind of was.

"There's this thing, called moving, you should try it," he said as he walked in. Yeah, that was his way of saying hello.

[furnaceface]

//Oh, I have,// Jono snarked back pleasantly. //I've moved from The Boards to here, and now I'm mostly even moved out of this place to another place down the road.//

Which he was finally sort of starting to have to actually admit. Because he was running out of things to casually relocate to Hannibal's house.

//That is what you mean, right?//

[knight-fatali.livejournal.com]

Seifer would love to hear that story because Jono getting a life? Before him? That just was not fair at all.

"Absolutely what I meant." Except not. "At this rate, you'll make it off the island by the thirtieth reunion."

[furnaceface]

Jono was full of all sorts of unfairness, really. That was just part of the joy that was Jonothon.

Would it have helped if Seifer knew that Jono's partner was a cannibalistic serial killer? Jono apparently didn't believe in dating the boring ones.

//C'mon, mate. We have a twentieth at least once a year and we all still manage to attend that. What's another decade?//