Jono and Mel | Telepathy
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xp_logsMel and Jono continue to dislike each other, but now with complications for one of their powers.
Jono liked to think that he was pretty good about not holding grudges. He honestly wasn't even mad at Gayle for threatening to press charges on him for terrorism because he happened to accidentally explode. He'd kind of ruined her life, that was a fair reaction.
But woods girl was glaring at him. Which was stupid because he wasn't even talking to her and all he was doing was his job- putting the dvds back on the shelf in the correct order.
Mel wasn’t glaring at him per say. She was actually glaring at the ring on his finger- the ring that matched the one that Paige’s mixtape boy had given her. Of course Paigey had to go and pick the most unpleasant boy in this place.
Not to be deterred from her real reason for being here, Mel finally spoke. “Hi, I’m lookin’ fer a book.”
Jono nodded and held up one finger, he quickly shelved the last dvd and then pulled out his lightwriter. "Which book?"
“Stalking Jack the Ripper. I ain’t sure the author’s name.”
Jono blinked at her and then paused a moment before typing. "Give me a second to check our database and see if we have it."
He gestured for her to follow him towards the computer. Whatever this book was sounded trashy and awful.
Mel followed him silently, but mentally she couldn’t believe woods guy was mixtape guy. Out of all the guys in the mansion- seriously Paige! She oughta known, he was the only one who dresses emo enough for it.
Jono's eye twitched as he read the description for the book woods girl was looking for. Seriously? It couldn't even be good trashy horror literature like Queen Victoria: Demon Slayer or Henry VIII: Wolfman? Had she no taste? "It's checked out right now." he typed instead. "I can put it on hold for you so that you can be notified when it's been checked back in."
Mel pulled a face. “Sure, thanks.”
"It's due back in three days." Jono typed. "We can send you an email."
“Okay, that’d be great.” Hopefully he wouldn’t be working then.
"Is that all? Or did you need something else?" Jono asked.
“No, that’s it. Thank you.” Mel could be pleasant- she would be pleasant. “The email fer that’ll be melody dot g dot guthrie at gmail.”
Jono blinked in surprise. "Guthrie? Like Paige and Jay?"
“Yep, the very same.” She was surprised it took him that long. There wasn’t many others with that accent in the mansion, and everyone always said she could’ve been Jay’s twin.
"Wouldn't have put you as being one of them." Jono typed. "You're different."
“An’ what’s that supposed to mean?”
"They're nice, funny, cute. Not mean to me for no reason." Jono typed, fake smiling by squinting his eyes at her.
Mel had been trying so hard to be pleasant, but now? This fucking guy, the audacity! And she hadn’t even been mean on purpose- the woods was a total accident. What the hell did Paige see in him!
“Well, I guess not all of us can be so saintly.” Pursing her lips, Mel turned to leave, not caring about the book anymore. Any more time she had to spend with this guy was time wasted.
"I'll be sure to email you when your book is in. Have a day." Jono typed as she turned to leave. Finally, he could go back to work.
What an absolute dick. I’m very cute, hot even! I cain’t believe Paige hangs out with him.. is this seriously the same guy who gave her a ring? Ridiculous. Why I oughta-
Jono froze, and thought back, as loud as he could. Get out of my head. The last thing I need is another telepath rummaging around in there and reliving my shite.
She wheeled around, face half surprise and half anger. What the fuck, I ain’t a telepath. Get outta my head!
Well I'm not a telepath either! Jono thought back. And you were in my head first!
Silently though, he could feel his hands start to shake. Was he? Had Quentin been right this whole fucking time?
Was I in yer head or were you intrudin’ on my thoughts?! One of us is a telepath an’ it sure as hell ain’t me. There was no way Mel was telepathic. No way.
How can I intrude on something that went INTO MY HEAD FIRST?! Jono wanted to puke. Why the fuck was this happening to him? Why was this happening to him? What exactly had he done wrong that the universe was aligning to fuck him without lube?
I don’ know- some fuckin’ telepath shit! What I do know is that I fly an’ I glow. That’s it. This is yer shit, not mine. Or at least she hoped it wasn’t her. Sure, it would be cool, but it might also be Sam’s last straw. Telepathy seemed messy.
No, my shite is being permanently on fire and missing half my fucking chest! He needed to talk to Quentin. He really really didn’t want to talk to Quentin.
It was then Mel realized he was british- and wasn’t that something to top it all off? Well that’s more akin to telepathy than flyin’! You need to figure yer shit out.
You're sure you're related to Paige? I'd expect her sister to have a better understanding of the nature of mutations. It was a low blow, he knew that. But fuck if he wasn't both angry and freaking out. In a way, he was lucky that dead men didn't need to breathe, if he had to, he'd have been hyperventilating.
Well I ain’t exactly had much time to fuckin’ research, seein’ as I didn’t know half my family were mutants till about three months ago. And yeah, maybe she still was a little hurt by that, but what the hell did he know?
Jono didn't answer, too concerned with making sure that he didn't blow. His chest felt warm and his head had this pressure in it- he closed his eyes and turned away from her. He needed to calm down. He needed to calm down long enough to get to someone he knew could force him to calm down.
Out loud, finally, Mel spat, “Fuck you,” and stormed off. She could feel tears welling up in her eyes. Stupid book stupid library stupid boy.
Jono liked to think that he was pretty good about not holding grudges. He honestly wasn't even mad at Gayle for threatening to press charges on him for terrorism because he happened to accidentally explode. He'd kind of ruined her life, that was a fair reaction.
But woods girl was glaring at him. Which was stupid because he wasn't even talking to her and all he was doing was his job- putting the dvds back on the shelf in the correct order.
Mel wasn’t glaring at him per say. She was actually glaring at the ring on his finger- the ring that matched the one that Paige’s mixtape boy had given her. Of course Paigey had to go and pick the most unpleasant boy in this place.
Not to be deterred from her real reason for being here, Mel finally spoke. “Hi, I’m lookin’ fer a book.”
Jono nodded and held up one finger, he quickly shelved the last dvd and then pulled out his lightwriter. "Which book?"
“Stalking Jack the Ripper. I ain’t sure the author’s name.”
Jono blinked at her and then paused a moment before typing. "Give me a second to check our database and see if we have it."
He gestured for her to follow him towards the computer. Whatever this book was sounded trashy and awful.
Mel followed him silently, but mentally she couldn’t believe woods guy was mixtape guy. Out of all the guys in the mansion- seriously Paige! She oughta known, he was the only one who dresses emo enough for it.
Jono's eye twitched as he read the description for the book woods girl was looking for. Seriously? It couldn't even be good trashy horror literature like Queen Victoria: Demon Slayer or Henry VIII: Wolfman? Had she no taste? "It's checked out right now." he typed instead. "I can put it on hold for you so that you can be notified when it's been checked back in."
Mel pulled a face. “Sure, thanks.”
"It's due back in three days." Jono typed. "We can send you an email."
“Okay, that’d be great.” Hopefully he wouldn’t be working then.
"Is that all? Or did you need something else?" Jono asked.
“No, that’s it. Thank you.” Mel could be pleasant- she would be pleasant. “The email fer that’ll be melody dot g dot guthrie at gmail.”
Jono blinked in surprise. "Guthrie? Like Paige and Jay?"
“Yep, the very same.” She was surprised it took him that long. There wasn’t many others with that accent in the mansion, and everyone always said she could’ve been Jay’s twin.
"Wouldn't have put you as being one of them." Jono typed. "You're different."
“An’ what’s that supposed to mean?”
"They're nice, funny, cute. Not mean to me for no reason." Jono typed, fake smiling by squinting his eyes at her.
Mel had been trying so hard to be pleasant, but now? This fucking guy, the audacity! And she hadn’t even been mean on purpose- the woods was a total accident. What the hell did Paige see in him!
“Well, I guess not all of us can be so saintly.” Pursing her lips, Mel turned to leave, not caring about the book anymore. Any more time she had to spend with this guy was time wasted.
"I'll be sure to email you when your book is in. Have a day." Jono typed as she turned to leave. Finally, he could go back to work.
What an absolute dick. I’m very cute, hot even! I cain’t believe Paige hangs out with him.. is this seriously the same guy who gave her a ring? Ridiculous. Why I oughta-
Jono froze, and thought back, as loud as he could. Get out of my head. The last thing I need is another telepath rummaging around in there and reliving my shite.
She wheeled around, face half surprise and half anger. What the fuck, I ain’t a telepath. Get outta my head!
Well I'm not a telepath either! Jono thought back. And you were in my head first!
Silently though, he could feel his hands start to shake. Was he? Had Quentin been right this whole fucking time?
Was I in yer head or were you intrudin’ on my thoughts?! One of us is a telepath an’ it sure as hell ain’t me. There was no way Mel was telepathic. No way.
How can I intrude on something that went INTO MY HEAD FIRST?! Jono wanted to puke. Why the fuck was this happening to him? Why was this happening to him? What exactly had he done wrong that the universe was aligning to fuck him without lube?
I don’ know- some fuckin’ telepath shit! What I do know is that I fly an’ I glow. That’s it. This is yer shit, not mine. Or at least she hoped it wasn’t her. Sure, it would be cool, but it might also be Sam’s last straw. Telepathy seemed messy.
No, my shite is being permanently on fire and missing half my fucking chest! He needed to talk to Quentin. He really really didn’t want to talk to Quentin.
It was then Mel realized he was british- and wasn’t that something to top it all off? Well that’s more akin to telepathy than flyin’! You need to figure yer shit out.
You're sure you're related to Paige? I'd expect her sister to have a better understanding of the nature of mutations. It was a low blow, he knew that. But fuck if he wasn't both angry and freaking out. In a way, he was lucky that dead men didn't need to breathe, if he had to, he'd have been hyperventilating.
Well I ain’t exactly had much time to fuckin’ research, seein’ as I didn’t know half my family were mutants till about three months ago. And yeah, maybe she still was a little hurt by that, but what the hell did he know?
Jono didn't answer, too concerned with making sure that he didn't blow. His chest felt warm and his head had this pressure in it- he closed his eyes and turned away from her. He needed to calm down. He needed to calm down long enough to get to someone he knew could force him to calm down.
Out loud, finally, Mel spat, “Fuck you,” and stormed off. She could feel tears welling up in her eyes. Stupid book stupid library stupid boy.
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Date: 2024-05-04 05:18 am (UTC)I laughed.
Great to see Jono's power struggles through a (light, controlled) comedic lenses here (at least in parts) given the overall tension of the moment. Mel is a fun contrast — happy to call Jono out and challenge him.
You are very cute, Mel.
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Date: 2024-05-04 08:39 pm (UTC)"Everyone always said she and Jay could be twins." Ah yeah, Jay who has red hair unlike the rest of his siblings. Also, yes Mel is very cute.
Poor Jono is just having the worst time.
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Date: 2024-05-05 04:17 am (UTC)It was then Mel realized he was british- and wasn’t that something to top it all off?
Cackling - the insult to injury that is a (telepathic) British accent.
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Date: 2024-05-05 10:59 pm (UTC)Well I'm not a telepath either! And you were in my head first!
Can't wait for Jono to become an in-law because these two have STRONG sibling energy. "Have a day" indeed.
And okay, Mel realizing for the first time Jono is British -- hilarious.