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WHO: Jane Foster and Youuuuu
TONE: General…?
RATING: Should be PG, PG13 tops
WHERE Astronomy tower
WHAT: Jane takes a break from studying. Kind of.
STATUS: Ongoing
Okay, looming exams? Maybe getting to Jane, just a little. So much so that she’s settled high atop the astronomy tower at night with her journal and sketchbook, half doodling, half studying, half thinking. Her mind is ever in the stars, or so Erik says. That will never change.
Even Jane realized when she needed a break though, and her textbooks, while certainly within reach, are closed and in her bag. She’s leaning back on her hands, head tipped up as the moon douses her in soft light, eyes closed.
She’s just asking to be pestered, isn’t she.
TONE: General…?
RATING: Should be PG, PG13 tops
WHERE Astronomy tower
WHAT: Jane takes a break from studying. Kind of.
STATUS: Ongoing
Okay, looming exams? Maybe getting to Jane, just a little. So much so that she’s settled high atop the astronomy tower at night with her journal and sketchbook, half doodling, half studying, half thinking. Her mind is ever in the stars, or so Erik says. That will never change.
Even Jane realized when she needed a break though, and her textbooks, while certainly within reach, are closed and in her bag. She’s leaning back on her hands, head tipped up as the moon douses her in soft light, eyes closed.
She’s just asking to be pestered, isn’t she.
Totally coming out of hiatus just for you <3 Feel free to assume about Tony, same house and all
Taking something to snack on, Tony finds himself wandering up to the Astronomy tower because height has always been an enjoyment of his, even if it hasn't been blessed to him genetically. Finding Jane relaxing up there he wanders over, offering his bag of cherries.
"You know, we sleep in a tower. So you don't have to nest up here. Or are we waiting for a masked lover to swoop in on a white" He looks around and remembers they're in a tower "Uh. Winged horse, to take you off to see the world all in one tidy duet that you also happen to know?"
screeeee
“Hi, Tony.”
Jane absently reaches over to snag one of the cherries, nibbles it, then flicks the stem at him.
“Hardly. Taking a break. You?”
I'll take that to mean you're pleased then?
"Wow, that's. Like, so mature. I can't believe you just attacked me with fruit I gave you. Is this why you don't have a horse? Keep looking in their mouths or something."
As much as it sounds like he's complaining he sits down neck to her.
"Well, you could say that. I share a room with Herbert, Sherlock, and Alec. And really there's only so much teen brooding you can tolerate when it's not yours. Not that Sherlock's brooding, but he's ... Well he's Sherlock."
Very /bounces around
"Mhm. I know what you mean." She sets the notebook she was holding to the side and leans back, palms flat. "Can I have another cherry?"
Not that this pleases me at all.
Not that he knows he's hamming this all up.
He plops the bag down between them opening up the bag more for easy access.
"You say you know, but you don't have to wake up with one judging you, one staring at you expectantly and one waiting to start a sarcasm battle most mornings. It's bad enough I don't have regular rights to coffee here."
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Jane desperately, desperately tries to smother the giggle that bubbles up, but she’s pretty unsuccessful.
“I can get that out, I bet.” She’s obtaining another cherry for herself first, though. “Want me to try?”
;D
"You can try, but I have really good lawyers that specialise in fruit based manslaughter. So cute smile or not, you're going down. But hey, if you're nice to me in my last hours, I might write into my will that a life time maintaining my grave will be punishment enough. If you're going to kill me, you might as well be saddled with keeping me beautiful to those who will visit. And don't forget, I'm kind of famous in the muggle world, so that'll be a lot of people to keep my stone good for."
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Of course, he doesn't actually have a particular reason to be looking for her. He doesn't have a pressing question or something to tell her, sometimes there's just a passing thought in his head that tells him he wants to see Jane and very often he acts on it.
He's not quite as he thuds up the stairs, hell he's making so much noise you'd think they were herding cows up here. Jane will probably not be surprised when he pokes his head in and beams at her, proud of himself for finding her.
"Jane! I knew I'd find you here!" Now he's going to trot over and flop himself down next to her without inviting himself.
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Jane still gets easily flustered around him, though.
“Thor. I didn’t know you were looking for me.” Or she might have told him, or invited him…or something. She’s a little distracted by the whump he creates when he flops down beside her.
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"I didn't know I was either." He answers with a small grin, giving her a side look. "I supposed you might be up here and all of a sudden I decided to visit you!" He leans back, bracing his palms on the floor behind him so he can look at the stars too.
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Okay, definitely blushing now, and she busies herself with opening and closing and opening and closing a notebook.
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He glances at her as she opens and closes her notebook, trying to catch a look at what's written inside. Finally he pipes up again with a question relevant to both of them.
"Are you prepared for exams?"
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“I am. I’ve been studying a lot.” She flips open her notebook one final time and shows him. “But I get sidetracked, too.”
The book is full of equations and sketches that have nothing to do with any of her classes.
“What about you? Are you ready?”
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Bruce has come up for a bit of peace and quiet, still too pale after the last full moon and looking a bit tired. He's not that surprised to find someone else there, least of all Jane, so he just smiles wanly when he sees her. "Hey Jane. Fancy seeing you up here."
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She smiles up at him when he appears, and gestures.
"Want some tea...?" It's easy enough to heat it back up.
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Unless she asks that is.
"You look like you found a good spot," he smiles coming to sit near by her, but by no means crowding into her space, his familiar keeping post by the stairs, "catching some moon before the night is out?" He's aware it's a bad joke, didn't stop him though.
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She smiles at him when he sits, eyes crinkling around the corners.
"What about you?"
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"You know I can help you with it, if you need me to." She indicates his notebook with a quill. "It's one of my best subjects."
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"Yeah, if you don't mind, I'd really appreciate it, but not yet, I don't think anything can stick right now." He's not too bad at the class, but sometimes he has trouble connecting the dots, literally.
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"No problem. I'm not sure anything is sticking for me right now either. It's why I was just kind of staring into space when you found me."
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