Groovy Tunes, Saturday

[furnaceface]

Okay, so Jono totally could have taken today off and just brushed it off as the result of another holiday, but he'd already taken too much time when he'd taken last weekend off.

... For Christmas.

He was bad at this. But at least this was the sort of job he could come to without really feeling like it was work. Always had been, and with any luck it always would be. And hell, once the CD racks were stocked and he'd spent some time poking through them curiously trying to find the name of an artist that Eliot had mentioned to him on Thursday, he was even sitting down with one of the guitars from the back wall and giving playing along with her music a try.

It was country. It still wasn't really his thing. But boredom was a hell of a motivator, and he wasn't expecting today was going to be terribly busy anyway. Maybe later he'd toy around with fledgling plans to set up some sort of island-wide support network for people who weren't completely comfortable with their powers. Not to be mistaken for a heroing team. Because Jono wasn't getting involved in heroing teams anymore.

He wasn't, dammit.

[OOC: Open! Fiery goth-grunge mutant unexpectedly playing twangy country within.]

Comments

[sprinklesgoboom]

"Really? At my last school it happened way more often than that."

[furnaceface]

//You'll fit in just fine around here, then,// Jono decided, vaguely amused. //How're you liking the island so far?//

For the whole day she's been here, sure.

[sprinklesgoboom]

"It's pretty neat, I guess," Pinkie said. "I haven't actually seen very much of it, yet. I spent aaaaaaaaaall yesterday after the party texting my friends back home to make sure they knew I wasn't a pony."

And then eventually remembering to tell her family she was okay.

[furnaceface]

//... Besides ponying up,// that was never going to be anything but a weird phrase to say, //do you... often have to worry about becoming a pony?//

Which, he had to remind himself, was actually still the default picture he had in his mind for Pinkie.

[sprinklesgoboom]

"Oh, I've never actually been a pony." Pinkie waved her hand as though to dismiss THAT silly idea. "It's just that the portal we knew about on the Wondercolts statue leads to Equestria where apparently everyone's a pony. Or a dragon? But that might just be dogs. So I knew there might be an eensie bit of confusion."

[furnaceface]

//Which is why you knew exactly what I was on about when I was thrown by your... not having hooves,// Jono surmised. //That actually makes a surprising amount of sense.//

Being from Earth 616 helped a bit, there. Jono's 'makes sense' threshold was a bit skewed.

[sprinklesgoboom]

"That and I'm really good at hunches," Pinkie said. "So. How much for the drums?"

[furnaceface]

Oop, right. Jono was here trying to make a bloody sale. He blinked, shook his head, and then crouched over to poke at the set.

//Right, ah...// He glanced up at her again. //New student discount. S'traditional. Couple hundred?//

How this man made any money around here was anybody's best guess.

[sprinklesgoboom]

"Wow, really?" Pinkie dug out her wallet and pulled a wad of cash free. "That'll leave me with plenty to get everything else I need! You're the best!"

She went in for a hug, apparently unconcerned with the plumes of fire where most of the upper half of his body was supposed to be.

[furnaceface]

Jono... really didn't see that hug coming. To his credit, he was well beyond his 'freaking out and blowing up entire neighbourhoods' days. Mostly he just stood there, blinking.

He still didn't get much in the way of random hugs. He didn't even mind them! So, a few moments later, he raised a hand to pat her on the back.

//Ah, you're welcome, luv.//