APOCALYPSE HOW: IC INBOX

[cacophonish]

"...is this thing on?" un: freakscene voice | video | text | action | everything

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[wolfssegen]

Frankly, Ches couldn't care less if the jacket is stolen, he's just relieved to see Jeff a little more prepared for a workout this time. He's not sure if it's because the kid seems to have a little more confidence in himself than last time or not, but he hopes so. It sucks to see anyone experiencing that level of self-consciousness.

Ches bumps Jeff's fist back when it's offered, and smiles back. Jeff's smile is a good one, at least.

"Well, that doesn't sound promising. What's up?" Ches asks, his tone genial, and opens the door to the gym, holding it so Jeff can go in first, "I'm doing well enough, all things considered."

[cacophonish]

The gym feels like an oasis of warmth, and Jeff's soon shedding his coat as the heat sinks in. "Oh, uh, you know." He shrugs. "I just mean... nothing's ever really good, right? Not here, anyway." Not back home, either, but that's a totally different story. Or... maybe it's more like a different chapter of the same story--

Which is all beside the point.

"So... everything's just the same level of fucked up as usual, is all."

[wolfssegen]

"I dunno, I've run into some people I like well enough." he says, shrugging off his hoodie and stretching his arms and bending down to touch his toes a few times.

Honestly, it seems like Jeff is having a rough time of things. Ches wonders what's going on with him, what's got him so convinced that life is never really good.

"For example, you. But I get it. Things are kind of rough, and being kidnapped to a world where there's all this creepy shit going on really sucks. I hate not being able to turn into a wolf whenever I want. But it's not all bad."