OOM: Travelling with Jemma.

[runningred]

Jay leans on the bar, dressed in his scruffy black leathers. His bike parked just inside the door, ready to go.

He grins to Jemma as she joins him. "Ready to go, Princess?"

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[protect_and_survey]

Hours later, at a vantage point looking over the city, Jemma blinks owlishly at the setting sun - relaxed and content in the way she wasn't this morning.

"It really is just as gorgeous as they say."

[runningred]

"It really is." Jay wraps a gentle arm around her waist and hugs her warmly. "Thanks for coming with me."

[protect_and_survey]

"Thank you for having me - even if I've been a bit of a bother." The big wide world is a bit more unsettling than she was prepared for... but it was still brilliant.

[runningred]

"No bother at all. It's my fault. If I'd known the sanctuary was a Gorilla City protectorate I wouldn't have taken you there."

[protect_and_survey]

She gives him a dry sort of look - he can hardly be blamed for the actions of an ape with no manners at all, but she's pretty sure that argument could take all night.

"Maybe someday he'll learn his area would have more aid if he'd stop being rude to the guests."

[runningred]

"They're a naturally paranoid race. It's the only thing that's kept them alive and the current leader is... well, insane. All of the ones at the sanctuary are there as refugees from the current regime."

[protect_and_survey]

That earns a tight smile - she'd argue that fostering a ruling class of overtly rude telepaths with no sense of personal boundaries is bound to cause insanity.

"As you say. It still doesn't make me want to help them."

[runningred]

"Forget about them. You won't cross paths with them again." He presses a kiss to her brow and offers her his hand. "Ready to head back?"

[protect_and_survey]

"I think it's time. I'll be in the shower for days." She sighs, but happily - this has been an adventure she couldn't have hoped for.

Telepaths and all.

[runningred]

Jay smiles and bumps her shoulder gently, jumping down from their vantage point. He focuses on the bar and walks to the nearest door, opening it slowly. "Yeah, Milliways." He sweeps her a playful bow. "M'lady."

[protect_and_survey]

"Too kind, sir." She curtsies and, shouldering her pack, heads back to the bar at the end of the universe.

[runningred]

{ooc: shall we wrap this here? Thank you, it's been lovely.}

[protect_and_survey]

(ooc: Works for me. Hurrah, we finished it! :D Do you want to post it in, or?)

[runningred]

{ooc: I'm happy to post it before I log off. Thanks for everything.}