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sunlightyellow) wrote2021-01-11 07:42 pm
sunlightyellow) wrote2021-01-11 07:42 pm
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Good evening, Erina.
[ Oh, god she's as beautiful as ever and-
That's
that's her hand on his leg. Why is that suddenly so infinitely distracting? It's just his bloody leg.
Focus, Jonathan. Look at the dog. ]
He was simply being given away as his owner didn't wish to care for him, I wanted to get him away from there.
[ Pesto for his part, seems to like this lovely sweet-smelling lady human immediately. He trots forward without hesitation to sniff her offered hand, tail wagging happily. ]
[ Oh, god she's as beautiful as ever and-
That's
that's her hand on his leg. Why is that suddenly so infinitely distracting? It's just his bloody leg.
Focus, Jonathan. Look at the dog. ]
He was simply being given away as his owner didn't wish to care for him, I wanted to get him away from there.
[ Pesto for his part, seems to like this lovely sweet-smelling lady human immediately. He trots forward without hesitation to sniff her offered hand, tail wagging happily. ]
Edited 2021-02-09 21:19 (UTC)
[ She giggles at the dog's little trot and immediately gives him a few good pets under his chin. ]
Well, he's a lovely little dog. It's their loss, certainly.
[ Erina realizes then that she still has her hand on his thigh. Jonathan's very firm thigh. She draws her hand back down the limb to stand up. No, that wasn't for her benefit at all. She's sure of it. It's very hard, however, to look Jonathan directly in the eye... so she looks down at Pesto. ]
Shall we be off, my love? And perhaps discuss our... time-crossed situation.
Well, he's a lovely little dog. It's their loss, certainly.
[ Erina realizes then that she still has her hand on his thigh. Jonathan's very firm thigh. She draws her hand back down the limb to stand up. No, that wasn't for her benefit at all. She's sure of it. It's very hard, however, to look Jonathan directly in the eye... so she looks down at Pesto. ]
Shall we be off, my love? And perhaps discuss our... time-crossed situation.
Hello, Jonathan! This is Gershom. I hope you're doing well?
[ Did she just...? Erina draws her hand down his leg and Jonathan finds himself a little dazed at the touch for a moment. He's not sure how such a simple touch suddenly has him hopelessly on edge and aware of his own body but he most certainly has to shake himself out of it right this minute. ]
A-ah, yes. Of course.
[ He promptly offers Erina his arm, holding Pesto's lead with his other hand. ]
A-ah, yes. Of course.
[ He promptly offers Erina his arm, holding Pesto's lead with his other hand. ]
Hello, Mr Gershom - it's very good to hear from you!
I am very well, thank you. How are you?
I am very well, thank you. How are you?
Doing well enough, although the blackouts have been a bit troubling.
Are you still interested in having tea?
Are you still interested in having tea?
[ Yes, yes she did. How she wishes she had the proper hat that would hide her blush. Perhaps she could blame it on the heat in her room... Yes, that is what she would do.
Erina takes his arm like she has taken his arm a hundred times before. And perhaps it is the cause of those pesky daydreams that have not yet turned... well, in a certain direction, that she leans against him just a slight bit more than would normally be allowed - even if between a pair of fiances.
The walk back down to the street is a quiet one. Erina doesn't often feel the need to fill the space with unnecessary talking; it was nice to just enjoy Jonathan's company. But some conversation is probably necessary... considering their wedding date is fast approaching. ]
I was thinking, my love. Our wedding is technically in a few days. Though for me, it is a fortnight away and for you it is past.
[Too bad she doesn't know how far past.]
Shall we... consider what to do regarding that? A compromise, perhaps?
Erina takes his arm like she has taken his arm a hundred times before. And perhaps it is the cause of those pesky daydreams that have not yet turned... well, in a certain direction, that she leans against him just a slight bit more than would normally be allowed - even if between a pair of fiances.
The walk back down to the street is a quiet one. Erina doesn't often feel the need to fill the space with unnecessary talking; it was nice to just enjoy Jonathan's company. But some conversation is probably necessary... considering their wedding date is fast approaching. ]
I was thinking, my love. Our wedding is technically in a few days. Though for me, it is a fortnight away and for you it is past.
[Too bad she doesn't know how far past.]
Shall we... consider what to do regarding that? A compromise, perhaps?
[ If Jonathan notices she's closer than usual he doesn't comment on it. It would be improper to do so. But then it's also highly improper to have certain thoughts about a woman who- from her point of view at least- he has yet to marry.
Oblivious to anything going on between the two humans, Pesto happily tugs on his lead the moment they're both back outside on the street. The dog trots along in front of them both, tail wagging the entire time.
Erina's choice of conversation topic has him start a little- not because he's unwilling to discuss it, their wedding had been the happiest day of his life but-- he's been holding off on elaborating on just what happened after that, and for good reason. ]
Of course, Erina. I think it's only proper that we do. [ He looks down at her at his side with a sigh. ]
I'll admit that it's been... an adjustment, knowing you as my wife and then, well, that no longer being the case.
Oblivious to anything going on between the two humans, Pesto happily tugs on his lead the moment they're both back outside on the street. The dog trots along in front of them both, tail wagging the entire time.
Erina's choice of conversation topic has him start a little- not because he's unwilling to discuss it, their wedding had been the happiest day of his life but-- he's been holding off on elaborating on just what happened after that, and for good reason. ]
Of course, Erina. I think it's only proper that we do. [ He looks down at her at his side with a sigh. ]
I'll admit that it's been... an adjustment, knowing you as my wife and then, well, that no longer being the case.
[ She raises her eyebrow at that sigh, but it doesn't stop her from staying close to him. The fact he may be well aware of her under her clothes is not lost on her, of course. They were - to him - husband and wife. One would expect some familiarity with their spouse's body, after all. Especially as very much in love newlywe---
She decides to cut that train of thought off at the pass, humming in thought. ]
It is a surprise for me. I don't even know what our wedding entails, and I'm envious you have already experienced what I haven't of our married life.
[ Don't overthink that turn of phrase, Jonathan. She could simply be talking about picking out doilies. Or having tea! ]
She decides to cut that train of thought off at the pass, humming in thought. ]
It is a surprise for me. I don't even know what our wedding entails, and I'm envious you have already experienced what I haven't of our married life.
[ Don't overthink that turn of phrase, Jonathan. She could simply be talking about picking out doilies. Or having tea! ]
I quite agree.
Of course - I should have asked you sooner but there has been such a lot going on. I would be happy to host, unless you would like me to come to you?
Of course - I should have asked you sooner but there has been such a lot going on. I would be happy to host, unless you would like me to come to you?
Your place would be good. I don't want to trouble my roommate too much.
[ Of course Jonathan is immediately flustered when she mentions their "married life" - yes there are many thing he had expierienced. He's not sure when his mind had become so in the gutter but it definitely seems to have started since he arrived in this place.
Fortunately- or unfortunately as the case may be- the guilty tangent is short-lived when he remembers that Erina has no idea how short a time he had experienced their marriage for. How short their marriage had been for both of them really. ]
Erina... There is so much that I need to tell you. I confess that I have been struggling to find the right words since you arrived here and we were reunited.
[ He looks ahead as they continue to walk. ]
Perhaps we could find that bench in the park we went to on our last walk and talk there a little while? [ He smiles sheepishly at the dog trotting ahead of them both. ]
I'm sure Pesto won't mind sitting beside you a while. [ He seemed taken with her enough and how could Jonathan blame him? ]
Fortunately- or unfortunately as the case may be- the guilty tangent is short-lived when he remembers that Erina has no idea how short a time he had experienced their marriage for. How short their marriage had been for both of them really. ]
Erina... There is so much that I need to tell you. I confess that I have been struggling to find the right words since you arrived here and we were reunited.
[ He looks ahead as they continue to walk. ]
Perhaps we could find that bench in the park we went to on our last walk and talk there a little while? [ He smiles sheepishly at the dog trotting ahead of them both. ]
I'm sure Pesto won't mind sitting beside you a while. [ He seemed taken with her enough and how could Jonathan blame him? ]
[ A tendril of worry worked its way up from Erina's stomach and began wrapping its cold feelings around her heart. Were they no longer married in his time? Had she died in childbed? Had he somehow passed? Perhaps they didn't get married?!
Perhaps she'd married that terrible, horrendous, spurious, murderous Dio. Lord above, she hoped that wasn't the case. And hoped that he was as dead in Joanthan's time as he appeared to be in her own. Erina leans closer into Jonathan, nodding slowly in reply.]
So long as I may use your pocket as my muff, of course, my love. Is it... bad news?
Perhaps she'd married that terrible, horrendous, spurious, murderous Dio. Lord above, she hoped that wasn't the case. And hoped that he was as dead in Joanthan's time as he appeared to be in her own. Erina leans closer into Jonathan, nodding slowly in reply.]
So long as I may use your pocket as my muff, of course, my love. Is it... bad news?
I understand. My own roommate can be a little... cantankerous I suppose.
[ Understatement of the year. Fortunately he's out. ]
Although come to think of it - do you have any objection to dogs?
[ Understatement of the year. Fortunately he's out. ]
Although come to think of it - do you have any objection to dogs?
I love dogs!
[They're not as good as cats, but nothing is as good as cats.]
Do they mind being pet?
[They're not as good as cats, but nothing is as good as cats.]
Do they mind being pet?
[ Shiba Inus are probably the most cat-like dog behaviour wise so - compromise! ]
He does! Very much so. I'm sure he will be glad of someone extra to give him attention.
Shall we say in an hour then? I can send you our dormitory number.
He does! Very much so. I'm sure he will be glad of someone extra to give him attention.
Shall we say in an hour then? I can send you our dormitory number.
That would be wonderful. See you soon.
[And in an hour, Gershom knocks on Jonathan's dormitory door. He's wearing an oversized sweater with a cat face on it - should he have dressed up more for tea? Oh, no, now he's second-guessing his outfit...]
[And in an hour, Gershom knocks on Jonathan's dormitory door. He's wearing an oversized sweater with a cat face on it - should he have dressed up more for tea? Oh, no, now he's second-guessing his outfit...]
Of course, my love. [ Jonathan is all too happy to take her hand into his large pocket, with a smile. Trust Erina to still be able to summon such an expression from him in the face of what he has to do now. ]
I cannot pretend that it is pleasant. To do otherwise would be dishonest and I cannot be that way with you ever again.
[ He knows he had kept things from her in the past but to do so now would only be an insult to the woman he loves.
Thankfully, the park and the bench isn't too long a walk away, he couldn't have stomached having to keep her in suspense any longer, as much as he didn't want to deliver the news in the middle of a street. ]
Please, sit down first. I will say though that we were wed as planned- and it was as wonderful an occasion as we had hoped for.
I cannot pretend that it is pleasant. To do otherwise would be dishonest and I cannot be that way with you ever again.
[ He knows he had kept things from her in the past but to do so now would only be an insult to the woman he loves.
Thankfully, the park and the bench isn't too long a walk away, he couldn't have stomached having to keep her in suspense any longer, as much as he didn't want to deliver the news in the middle of a street. ]
Please, sit down first. I will say though that we were wed as planned- and it was as wonderful an occasion as we had hoped for.
[Jonathan was like sunshine most days, but the surety that they'd been wed didn't quite soothe the concern in her heart. She raised an eyebrow at him.]
Good; I was worried something... had happened before then.
[Jonathan would never be so cruel or ungentlemanly to leave her at the altar, or throw her over for someone else, so at least there was that. She smoothed out her skirt under her as she sat, taking her hand from his pocket. She patted the seat beside her.]
Jonathan, you look as if you're marching to the gallows. Sit with me and explain everything. I am ready to hear everything.
[She wasn't, but that could be quickly smoothed over. The weight of her worries sank into her stomach like a stone.]
Good; I was worried something... had happened before then.
[Jonathan would never be so cruel or ungentlemanly to leave her at the altar, or throw her over for someone else, so at least there was that. She smoothed out her skirt under her as she sat, taking her hand from his pocket. She patted the seat beside her.]
Jonathan, you look as if you're marching to the gallows. Sit with me and explain everything. I am ready to hear everything.
[She wasn't, but that could be quickly smoothed over. The weight of her worries sank into her stomach like a stone.]
[ How does he even begin to break something like this to her? A part of him is sorely tempted to lie, to retract everything that he had already said and implied, offer her up some beautiful alternative where they had both gotten the perfect happy ending they had both so wanted.
But- it wouldn't be fair, it wouldn't be just. Erina deserved everything and more and that includes the truth from him.
With a heavy sigh, Jonathan sits down beside her, immediately taking one of her hands in his own. He's counting on her to give him the strength to get through telling her this.
Sensing the sombre change in atmosphere, Pesto, for his part sits patiently at Erina's feet - of course he had taken to her. It had been inevitable from Jonathan's point of view. ]
You recall that we were planning on travelling to America after the wedding, do you not?
There was... an incident on board the ship. [ "Incident" feels like the biggest understatement of a word but he can't think how else to describe it without being ruthless - a tragedy? A massacre? He thinks of their fellow passengers with that last one.
He takes another deep breath as he looks her in the eyes, gently squeezing her hand. ]
It was Dio.
What little was left of him had been smuggled on board- I managed to halt his plot but I did not make it off of that ship, Erina.
But- it wouldn't be fair, it wouldn't be just. Erina deserved everything and more and that includes the truth from him.
With a heavy sigh, Jonathan sits down beside her, immediately taking one of her hands in his own. He's counting on her to give him the strength to get through telling her this.
Sensing the sombre change in atmosphere, Pesto, for his part sits patiently at Erina's feet - of course he had taken to her. It had been inevitable from Jonathan's point of view. ]
You recall that we were planning on travelling to America after the wedding, do you not?
There was... an incident on board the ship. [ "Incident" feels like the biggest understatement of a word but he can't think how else to describe it without being ruthless - a tragedy? A massacre? He thinks of their fellow passengers with that last one.
He takes another deep breath as he looks her in the eyes, gently squeezing her hand. ]
It was Dio.
What little was left of him had been smuggled on board- I managed to halt his plot but I did not make it off of that ship, Erina.
[She is quiet, as Jonathan explained.
As far as she had known, Dio had died. Had been dead, along with his father. Especially so after Windknight's Lot. He'd crumbled to pieces like morbid confetti and he was out of their lives.
Her body feels equally hot and cold as horror replaced the worry and uncertainty. Erina didn't trust herself to speak. She would get married, have a brief happiness and then be consigned to black for years after. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair at all!
First he'd stolen her kiss, then he'd stolen her first and final love. She squeezes his hand, hard, as she tried to come to terms with it. It was hard for Erina to find her voice and she is quiet for a long while. But then, she does speak,]
How long? How many days do we get to spend together?
As far as she had known, Dio had died. Had been dead, along with his father. Especially so after Windknight's Lot. He'd crumbled to pieces like morbid confetti and he was out of their lives.
Her body feels equally hot and cold as horror replaced the worry and uncertainty. Erina didn't trust herself to speak. She would get married, have a brief happiness and then be consigned to black for years after. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair at all!
First he'd stolen her kiss, then he'd stolen her first and final love. She squeezes his hand, hard, as she tried to come to terms with it. It was hard for Erina to find her voice and she is quiet for a long while. But then, she does speak,]
How long? How many days do we get to spend together?
Five, my love.
[ No time at all in the grand scheme of things but he really, truly couldn't have asked for better ones.
Propriety be damned, he pulls her close now, arms tight around her while Pesto gently whines. Jonathan is quiet for a while, he just wants to hold her close and forget everything else, burying his nose in her golden hair for a moment before he takes a breath and forces himself to speak again. ]
There's something else.
I've met someone here, someone from the same world as us but even further ahead in our timeline. He told me that I have a grandson- that we have a grandson.
At the time of my passing you must have been with child.
[ No time at all in the grand scheme of things but he really, truly couldn't have asked for better ones.
Propriety be damned, he pulls her close now, arms tight around her while Pesto gently whines. Jonathan is quiet for a while, he just wants to hold her close and forget everything else, burying his nose in her golden hair for a moment before he takes a breath and forces himself to speak again. ]
There's something else.
I've met someone here, someone from the same world as us but even further ahead in our timeline. He told me that I have a grandson- that we have a grandson.
At the time of my passing you must have been with child.
[Five.
A blink of an eye, really. Her eyes full of unshed tears, Erina buries her face in Jonathan's neck. She ought to be stronger than that. If she could live in India, thousands of miles away from England, she could be strong enough to bear this terrible news.
But she isn't, right now. She's crybaby Erina again.
His other news strikes her like a freight train. A child. Their child? Her child an orphan before she's even aware they exist.]
Jonathan, how am I supposed to be without you? I love you more than life itself. I don't want to be without you.
[She pulls back, trying very hard not to weep, even if her tears begin to trail down her cold cheeks.]
A blink of an eye, really. Her eyes full of unshed tears, Erina buries her face in Jonathan's neck. She ought to be stronger than that. If she could live in India, thousands of miles away from England, she could be strong enough to bear this terrible news.
But she isn't, right now. She's crybaby Erina again.
His other news strikes her like a freight train. A child. Their child? Her child an orphan before she's even aware they exist.]
Jonathan, how am I supposed to be without you? I love you more than life itself. I don't want to be without you.
[She pulls back, trying very hard not to weep, even if her tears begin to trail down her cold cheeks.]
Edited 2021-02-20 19:02 (UTC)
[ She's Erina, he adores all facets of her- whether she's back to being crybaby Erina or not.
Jonathan holds her close, fingers gently tangled in her hair. He lets her cry, lets her vent her feelings until he goes on speaking again, murmuring soft and low against the top of her head while he presses a tender kiss atop it. ]
You said something very similar to me in my last moments, you wanted to stay behind and die with me- but you left me, because you are stronger than you know and a baby needed you - and I'm not just talking about our child here, Erina.
An infant had lost their mother thanks to Dio and they needed you to get the both of you out of there and survive. We both needed you to go on.
And it sounds as though you succeeded.
Jonathan holds her close, fingers gently tangled in her hair. He lets her cry, lets her vent her feelings until he goes on speaking again, murmuring soft and low against the top of her head while he presses a tender kiss atop it. ]
You said something very similar to me in my last moments, you wanted to stay behind and die with me- but you left me, because you are stronger than you know and a baby needed you - and I'm not just talking about our child here, Erina.
An infant had lost their mother thanks to Dio and they needed you to get the both of you out of there and survive. We both needed you to go on.
And it sounds as though you succeeded.
[It is a cold comfort to know that she was willing to die with him. All the plans they'd made to restore the Joestar mansion, to fill it with the laughter of a large family... it made her heart ache. If Dio had the opportunity to kill Jonathan, then why hadn't he also murdered her? As usual, she imagined he didn't think things through. But that, she kept to herself.]
I'm glad that I was able to carry out your final wishes, my love. But I grieve for the family you won't get to know. We won't know.
I... I suppose then that you ought to marry me quickly, Jonathan Joestar, so that we may experience more than 5 days of marriage, this time.
[Her voice is still thick with unshed tears,, but at least there's an almost playful glimmer there. Erina Pendleton was not a quitter. She would make the most of this situation.]
I'm glad that I was able to carry out your final wishes, my love. But I grieve for the family you won't get to know. We won't know.
I... I suppose then that you ought to marry me quickly, Jonathan Joestar, so that we may experience more than 5 days of marriage, this time.
[Her voice is still thick with unshed tears,, but at least there's an almost playful glimmer there. Erina Pendleton was not a quitter. She would make the most of this situation.]
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