jukebox selection C07 - Back Where You Belong .38 Special

[huntersdaughter]

[Jo is at the Lux, as usual, still contemplating moving back to the castle, but each time the world changes she's really glad she doesn't have to sleep here at night. Eliot's in the kitchen - but he keeps LOOKING at her and it's unnerving her]


[Max]

[since, she learned while in school that the journal is the fastest way to pass a note!]

It's not just me, right? He keeps... looking at me weird.

---[/Max]



Anyone need a job? Not that I don't love the constant hours - but the Lux could really use a hand now and again. [a thoughtful sigh]

Anything'll help. I'm pretty good at teaching someone the ropes.

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[huntersdaughter]

Shit.

[once more, she's totally embarrassed]

Sorry. That filter wasn't meant to be so general. I... as I'm sure you've figured out, I was tryin' to just talk to my friend that I work with.

[maxproduced.livejournal.com]

[there's a pause, as he figures out that she wasn't trying to talk to him, and then ... more importantly, since somehow no one's gotten around to this with him]

Whassa filter?

[huntersdaughter]

It's a way to make a conversation private? Just 'tween two people?

[a pause]

Are you new here?

[maxproduced.livejournal.com]

Sorta - I been here 'bout a month. Still figuring some stuff out, but for the most part, it's ...

... Okay, it's still really meshuga.

[huntersdaughter]

Yeah. Well, I can run through a check list of sorts? Maybe give you an idea of what you should've been told and if you don't have a clue what I'm talking about, I can explain.

Sound like a deal?

[maxproduced.livejournal.com]

Sure, sounds good. ... What're you gettin' out of it, though? Just me keepin' my yap shut about this ... filter mix-up thing?

[huntersdaughter]

Well, I'd hope you'd respect the filter. Even if it was to Max and not to all the people named Max.

I mean, it's meant to be private. Kinda why it's filtered.

[shakes her head]

So, you don't know about filters, so in the line of Journals we've got they transfer liquid, voice, sounds, transcribe it all, have filters, and have a habit of opening at random.

All sound familiar?

[maxproduced.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I figured. [a pause, as he digests all of this]

Not all of it, no, but ... duly noted. Next?

[huntersdaughter]

Well, hold on - what aren't you sure of just yet on the journals. They're pretty important here.

[maxproduced.livejournal.com]

Ehhhh. ... Liquid's a new one.

[pause]

And frankly, kinda disturbing.

[huntersdaughter]

Yeah, well, it's better to be prepared when those things happen. They get dropped in the pond, in sinks, things spill - all sorts of problems just get shared through these pages.

Still, now you know.

Next, we've got the whole you being here. You know that people are from different points in their lives, someone you know really well could be from before you last saw them or after. It gets a bit confusing, but usually it all works out.