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Who: Jo and the people she invites to stay with her.
Where: Her house which is also the Continuing Hope Art Gallery
When: Sunday - Monday - Tuesday (all three days can get clumped into this one post. Just put the day in your subject!)
What: Duh. People have been locked out of the castle. This is because of that.
Notes: Sunday, we will assume she invited people in their own journals or they knew they had a standing invitation to stay if things went crazy. Those people, I've oocly contacted. On Monday, she will be making a journal entry opening up space in the gallery. She didn't want to do it if it was just a one-day thing. So if you want your character to get some CR with Jo, or anyone you see tagging into this post - feel free to throw a Monday or a Tuesday up in this post and direct someone toward it! You can reply to their comment with an OOC note or just send them a PM. None of us bite and we want more CR! -- also -- 3rd person narrative OR [commentspam] are okay by me.

It was... weird. Well, not as weird as hearing that before she had arrived in the castle no one had been actually "arriving" for a month. That had been around Christmas, nearly two years ago, and that was when apparently people were moving to the city convinced that they were 'from' the city. So far, it didn't sound like the stories she'd heard from those days. If anything this just felt like the castle was having her time of the month and didn't want anyone to touch her.

Or, maybe the castle was tired of everyone saying that it was a horrible place to be. The damn thing seemed to have a mind of its own, why not feelings too? Whatever was wrong with it, there were leaves piled up, people stuck outside and a lot of residents not feeling exactly welcome in a place that had kidnapped them.

That was the most ironic thought of the day.

Jo had a few friends that she knew would show up if they needed a place to crash, so she spent most of the early morning hours making sure she had clean towels and that the pull-out couch had clean sheets on it. Lucky for anyone staying with her, she'd gone grocery shopping the other day -- it had been on her list of things to do along with the inventory for the Lux -- and so her fridge was just fine. Besides, she assumed that this wasn't going to be a week-long thing.

Well, she hoped it wasn't going to be a week-long thing.

For the moment, Jo was just wondering what she was going to do with her time. It had been a while since she'd had a day off from the Lux. Not since... before the pirates. When her bar was destroyed. Man, she really hopes her bar isn't destroyed.

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A drink certainly sounded like something he could go for, he thought. He hadn't really had anything in terms of booze since before he'd arrived in this world.

"After all this, I think I need a drink," he said matter-of-factly.

Jo nodded, moving toward the kitchen and glancing over her shoulder to Jet.

"I still have your bonsai trees here, from the last time, if you want to check them." She winced a bit, knowing for a fact that she was probably not taking care of them right. Then she got a drink for him and joined him in the other room, handing him the glass.

"Is that so?" he said. He knew he'd been here before, but it didn't occur to him that he'd have some bonsai trees here, just waiting for his return. On top of that, he didn't expect that someone would be caring for them. Or even keep them for him.

"How are they holding up?" he asked as he accepted his drink, following her into the room.

Jo shrugged, wincing a bit, "I'm not sure. Plants weren't ever my thing and I think they're the kind of plant that's easy to mess up. Delicate and all that."

Exhaling, she moved toward the window where the one was sitting on a small table. "Here's the one, and the other is in the guest room."

Jet looked at the plant on the windowsill, a little disappointed, but grateful nonetheless. "I think it can be salvaged," he said, rubbing a metal hand over his bald head. He gave her a nod, pretending not to be too disappointed.

"Sorry. I wasn't sure how much to water it. The one in the guest room doesn't get as much water," she offered him that small bit of information, hoping it was a good thing.

"Unless I haven't been watering this one enough. In that case, then... they're both in sad shape."

Jet paused for a brief moment, wondering why he was so upset about it in the first place. These weren't his trees, were they? Well, he figured technically, they were. But all the same, he felt sympathy for the little plant as he looked at it, having gone unpruned and unloved.

"How often do you water them?" It was a delicate process!

Jo tried to think about it as she moved toward the other room where the second plant was.

"Every few days?" She shrugged, "Not a lot of water, but just enough ... at least I thought it was enough. I got the dirt wet."

She thought that was what plants needed. Maybe she should've asked Jet how to take care of them before he left that first time.

That actually wasn't too bad. Jet nodded as Jo moved away, examining his plant briefly before following her to where the other one was seated.

"Not too bad," he said quietly to himself. However, he couldn't suppress a frown when he saw the second tree.

Jo saw the frown. She thought that the other plant would've faired better.. but apparently what she considered to be looking better was not better at all.

"Oh... that's a bad face."

True, the second plant had been watered a little less, but Jet liked to think he'd be able to fix it. After all, he was able to fix so many other things already.

"Ahh, It just needs to catch up, that's all." It wasn't much, but he hoped his agricultural optimism was at least enough to ease Jo's mind.

Jo nodded, shoving her hands in her back pockets, "Sorry... if you want to show me how to take care of them, I'll make sure to do better."

Smiling, she shrugged, "I mean, you can still leave them here if you want. Or you can take them back to the castle."

Jet returned her smile. "How 'bout I take one, you take the other one?" he said, crossing his burly arms over his chest. He was pleased that she had an interest in his hobby, and if she was willing to learn, he'd be more than happy to teach her the ways of the bonsai. Her attitude toward the trees was a welcome change, at least Compared to Spike and Faye. who didn't seem to care one way or another.

"I'd like that," Jo confessed. Really, she hadn't gotten too close to Jet the last time he was there, but she had liked him and if she could get to know this one, before the castle decided he had to leave too, Jo would take that chance.

Jet gave her a nod. He was alright in trusting her with this tree, even though it had seen better days. After all, it would be nursed back to health soon enough.

"Good," he said.

And besides, a friend of Spike's was a friend of his.

"Ready to join the rest of the crowd?" She'd seen a few of them pop up and into the place while she had gone over the plant situation with Jet.

It seemed as good time as any to let everyone realize who was here and who wasn't here yet.

"Lead the way," Jet replied. After all, he didn't mean to keep her from her hostessing duties.

And Jo led the way, bringing him back to the crowd. There will definitely be drinking now.