cisskabob: (Aim for the sun)
Cissie King-Jones ([personal profile] cisskabob) wrote in [community profile] dualislogs2019-07-28 03:08 pm

Aim high and you won't shoot your foot off

WHO: Cissie AND YOU
WHAT: A chance to get to know each other a bit before the memory share event in August! c: Run into Cissie out and about, tag her with a marker, make conversation, eat her cooking.
WHERE: Around Dualis--in the dorms, at Home on the Range, the indoor archer range, in a coffee shop, pick your poisono
WHEN: End of July/Beginning of August
WARNINGS: N/A at the moment; will update if necessary


a) Out and About: Coffee Shops, Library, Around Town

Cissie's developed something of a routine, now that she's been in Dualis for a little over a month. She remains unsettled by the bombing and the strange messages from "the heart," but she hasn't gone digging too deep for information. That's more Tim's realm, and she knows there are a lot of people interested in looking into that. She's more focused on trying to get the lay of the land, and making sure she and the people she cares about can stay as safe as possible--which is difficult when your friends actively seek out danger like they need it to breathe.

On a typical day, she gets up and leaves the room early to get breakfast and a morning run in while giving Tim some quiet space to sleep, stopping for a coffee and maybe a pastry at one of the many, many coffee shops nearby. She spends quite a bit of time at the library, trying to learn what she can, before heading to her part time job.

b) Home on the Range

Cissie stumbled across the indoor archery range (appropriately named Home on the Range) by accident, but she couldn't have been more thrilled to find it. She missed the range and practicing in a familiar setting, while she was in the Village. She has a job here now, as a part-time instructor. She teaches lessons to kids and adults and everyone in between, both in groups or in private lessons, depending on what she's assigned. She finds that she really likes it, especially when it comes to the kids. Sometimes it's awkward when her client isn't entirely humanoid, but she's finding her way and her voice, and she can't help but remember Shaun Mason in Wonderland, who was the first person to tell her she should try teaching archery.

When Cissie isn't working, she still winds up spending a fair amount of her time there. It's been far too long since she was able to spend the daily hours practicing her archery that she used to, and now that she can, she's working hard to build her stamina back up and get back to her old normal. (Of course, her old normal was that of an Olympic gold medalist who has been training since the age of three, but it was still her normal.) Most of her practice time is spent on form and function, but occasionally, if no one else is in the gym, she can't help pulling some of her old tricks, just to make sure she still can. (Spoiler alert: she can.)

c) The Dorms: 5th Floor Kitchen or Lounge

One of the things Cissie actually liked about living in the Village was learning how to cook. She never had to, before. When she was little, her mother did all of the cooking (such as it was), and then she lived in boarding school with a cafeteria before landing in Wonderland, where food appeared by magic. The Village was horrible in a lot of ways, especially when it came to food, but she did start cooking, mainly out of necessity. The stoves and refrigerators and stores in Dualis are significantly better than what she had there, and Cissie doesn't want to stop learning now. She checks cookbooks out of the library and begins experimenting in the communal kitchen on the fifth floor of the dorms. It may not be anything particularly difficult or fancy, and it doesn't always come out right, but Cissie has managed to master a decent spaghetti and meatball dinner. Whatever she cooks, there's always more than enough to share and she's happy to do so, usually leaving the leftovers in the fridge with a note to "help yourself."

She can be found in the kitchen cooking more food than one nineteen year old can possibly eat, or attempting to bake a loaf of bread, or a tray of muffins, or she can be found in the lounge on the other end of the floor, reading in a sunny spot and taking notes on things she wants to try.

d) Free Choice!

Cissie is fairly social, so feel free to find her out and about wherever your character may run into her, if none of the above options work for you! (Also, she is participating in marker tag, so she likely has a good covering of marks on her person and may well have given your character some as well.)
scathefires: (life felt slow in the past)

[personal profile] scathefires 2019-08-19 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
[it's hard not to smile back at her when her expression lights up like that. a soft, weightless feeling rises up in his chest, and he almost forgets that he's here for a specific purpose, not just to bask in her radiance.]

Hey, [he says, with a nod of greeting.] A little bird told me it's your birthday today, so, um - I got you something. [he holds out the basket of fruit for her to take, smile shifting to slightly more sheepish.] Happy birthday.
scathefires: (every part of me)

[personal profile] scathefires 2019-08-30 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
[well, if jason has to die a third time while he's out wandering the multiverse, he can at least do so happily with the knowledge that he did something to make cissie look at him like she does now - like he's more than a broken boy who doesn't belong to anyone. once he hands off the basket, he ends up shoving his hands in his front jeans pockets, trying to ignore the way his face now feels warm.]

By being ... I think the exact words I heard were annoyingly persistent. [he laughs under his breath.] Just took some time to track down the right place, that's all. But ... you're worth it. [he shrugs lightly, like it's not a big deal for him to do or say any of this, and that is a complete lie.]
scathefires: (bad decisions that we made)

[personal profile] scathefires 2019-09-04 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
[jason understands what it’s like when your feelings grow so big and intense that they can’t be contained in words. for him, it’s usually been his anger shown with the violence of his fists, but maybe it’s not so surprising that love can act the same way. maybe love and anger are two sides of the same coin, one forged deep in the fires of a person’s heart.

he’s not expecting to be kissed, but when it happens, it doesn’t strike him as strange. she’d kissed him on the cheek before, not that long ago. maybe that was the first step to this dance, a first true acknowledgement of feelings that have been building through many months and two slides through the multiverse together. jason felt something for cissie the first time they spoke, something a little more the first time they met, when she’d patched up the injuries he’d arrived with in wonderland, something even more still through the growth and deepening of their friendship. and he’d tried to push down and forget about the way his heartbeat picked up pace when she smiled or said something kind, because jason knows he doesn’t deserve to have someone as good as cissie in his life.

he’d tried ... and he’d failed. but unlike his other failures, this one didn’t hurt.

the surprise of the kiss only lasts a fraction of a second, then he leans into it, reciprocating the gesture, mouth pliant if a little clumsy, because he’s never done this before. he slips a steadying hand to the side of her neck, warm and gentle; he’s in no hurry for this kiss to end, and when it does end, as it must, he stays close, eyes still closed. he remains silent for a moment, thumb slowly tracing the edge of her jaw, waiting for his heart to settle long enough for him to find words again. those next words are barely more than a whisper:]


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