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[hostage]

[Jesse is completely tweaking, which might be apparent to those who've gotten to know him, as his energy level is doubled. Not over-the-top, but a change from his default state of dead-eyed depression. He's excited!]

Hey, yo. 'sup, new guys. I'm Jesse Pinkman and I'm sorry I wasn't around to say hello the day you all showed up, but I was kinda busy with some real stupid shit. Anyway, that's all over now, so I'm all like - hey, let's do the friendly neighbor thing. 'cause, you know, it sucks balls showing up here at the end of the world all outta nowhere.

Anyway, I baked a bunch of cookies and shit, 'cause that's like the only thing to do around here since we don't even got TV. So anybody with some munchies or whatever, looking for some fine baked goods, you just drop by room 409 and I am here to deliver. It's delicious, yo. Ask Collette or Rin or Claire. They'll back me up on this.

You wanna stick around and smoke or drink, too, that's cool. I ain't saying it's a party, but it's a party.

And, um, hey - everybody who came down to my murder trial and put in a good word for me: thanks. Like, seriously. You literally saved my life, so you're awesome. I love you. I love you. I love you. Thank you.


(( Action threads are cool if you just want to show up at Jesse's place! ))

Comments

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[deathwarder]

They put people on trial for that sort of thing around here?

[ Guess who hadn't been paying attention to your courtroom nonsense. He's looking amused, though it's hard to tell if it's from the news or from the fact that Jesse sounds like he's inhaled a little too much of... well, something. Prestor doesn't particularly care to know what. ]

[hostage]

Well, no, usually they hang you or something. But they put me on trial, so that's cool, 'cause I won.

voice

[supitslilith]

[Murder? That's practically everyday stuff to Lilith. She doesn't even really register that.]

Yo, I'm down for cookies. Are they chocolate chip?

[hostage]

Oh hell yeah. I got chocolate chip, I got gingersnap, I got shortbread...

voice;

[payback]

[... Oh... man...]

Jesse... [Caught somewhere between amused and perturbed. THIS IS SO CUTE but should he really be on the network like this...]

[hostage]

You coming?

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[ex_cashcow493]

[ Saber's seen enough "parties" back in her time to understand what one is or well, so she thought. Seeing as her time is back in Camelot and parties back then involved ladies with their ankles covered, she might be in for a rude awakening.

Unfortunately for Jesse, he mentioned the one thing that will always pull a dormant king out of rest: food. Specifically cookies. Shirou doesn't bake cookies often enough for her, so she has to come check them out. ]

I am here for the party. [ She says in a formal tone, dressed like a buzzkil in her metal greaves and breastplate. ] 409, correct?

[ She also doesn't look a day older than fourteen. Have fun with that. ]

[hostage]

[That is not a buzzkill.

That. Is. Adorable.

Jesse's face lights up when he finds her at the door, like someone just delivered a rare and precious gift to him. He's pretty sure she is a princess. If she isn't a princess, she's still a princess to him. That's amazing.]

You are totally in the right place. Oh my god. Come in, please!

[breakablegirl]

[She knows Jesse well enough now to know when he's high, and no she doesn't like it still, but she knows that's how he is. So although she's a little tense she still manages a tight smile.]

No thanks needed. That's what friends are for. [Or so she's heard.]

[hostage]

Well, I'm thanking you anyway. 'cause you deserve it.

[video]

[medivh]

I did not realise you were even gone. [Hello roomie.]

[hostage]

Missed you, too.

Action; typed in phone so no italics sorry

[have_hat_will_travel]

*Asking or using the front door? MADNESS. A certain new girl only heard "cookies" and "room 409" and then she just teleported in. Quite possibly landing on something.*

Hi.

[hostage]

[He should be used to magic by now, but he's not. When she appears suddenly in his kitchen, he jumps about five feet in the air and nearly goes sprawling onto his back before catching himself on the counter.]

Jesus.

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[sayonara_baby]

[guess who was here at your door Jesse it is a hungry twelve-year-old, sort of, and he is knocking at your door]

Yo! Anyone home?

[hostage]

Yo!

[He comes jogging out of the kitchen to answer the door with a big grin. Another kid! This is like Halloween. He loves it.]

Come in, yeah. Hi, I'm Jesse.

video;

[urnotafraid]

[ He's been around a few druggies in his day - one of them was his brother and the other was... well a vampire can be a sort of druggie - so he is going to just eye the video feed for a few moments. ]

Friendly neighbor, huh?

[hostage]

Yup, yeah, that's me.

[Unironic. Genuine. He's really trying to be good and productive here.]

[video]

[galactically]

[Aside from the mention of cookies (thank goodness for her sweet tooth!), Sheryl's interest is piqued by a few things: Jesse and the room number he's in. Cue the look of realization.]

You must be Ranka's roommate. She told me a little about you!

[hostage]

Oh! You know Ranka? Yeah, I'm the roomie.

[voice]

[spongetastic]

So you know Claire? [yep totally casually]

[hostage]

Yeah, we're pretty tight.

[How do you feel about that, Uncle?]

video;

[minded]

With how many people are baking around this place, I'm surprised there isn't some sort of cooking baking club yet.

[hostage]

We've kinda joked about it a couple times.

voice

[implying]

And just how fine are these baked goods? I would be happy to trust Rin's judgment, but, well, she's only human.

[hostage]

Uh... They're good?

[How's he even supposed to answer that?]

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[whatsupcroc]

Vouching for it 124% that Jesse Pinkman is a Master Baker of cookies!

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[hostage]

^ 124% TRUFAX

video;

[quickquotes]

Now, what's this about a murder?

[ This sounded like it could be interesting. ]

[hostage]

Huh?

[Lady, who even are you.]

Uh... Somebody got killed and they thought I did it but I didn't. The End.

[video]

[acemedium]

You're innocent! So it's natural you'd be found innocent, right?

Cookies sound great, though!

[hostage]

Well I owe a big thanks to your sister for making everybody see it! And to you for assisting! So definitely come and get some.

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[needlecraft]

What kind of cookies...? [ He has been scrambling through so many bags of them only to give them away since they're not that great.

Maybe this will be The One. ]

Hoping since they're so great that they're not suddenly gone yet.

[ He doesn't care much about this weird murder trial and what he might be dabbling into; cookies are definitely more important. ]

[hostage]

[Jesse takes a look around the kitchen as he names:]

Chocolate chip, peanut butter, cinnamon sugar, shortbread, gingersnap, and... Wait, I think that's all of 'em. And nah, there's still a ton left.

voice;

[grayatonement]

I would love some cookies.

[hostage]

Still got some left. A lot, actually.