I Don‘t Get It

You will respect black cats or you will respect these hands my friend

Hey, that’s good! Coffee in cereal doesn’t sound half bad actually, maybe it would go well with a cinnamon cereal.. Also, Saturn was visible last night? That’s amazing! I wish I could have seen it- Neb

"Yeah it's pretty good-"

°its awful°

"-Im eating it with Lucky Charms today though."

°like a heathen°

"Jim, that burger that one time very clearly had cotton candy on it."

°Still not as bad Jim. And yes, technically July is the best time to view it, but it's still visible and there's supposed to be a conjunction on the 10th°

*They walked through the portal with CJ.*

°He glanced around, blinking in the new space. It looked like... downtown? There's a tension in the air though, and the colors are muted, like the world is a bowstring strung tight through a camera filter. It's familiar, and not just because it looks like the streets he'd driven down with RJ a thousand times.°

°...°

°He starts walking forward°

*the kitten feels his hand and lean in the touch* mew *he purrs louder*

*Gentle scratches for now. CJ had sent him an update, that everything was well now and that he didn't have to come over...*

¶You are cute.. do you have a name?¶

*he checks for a collar*

Ⓝⓞⓣ ⓘⓝ ⓣⓗⓔ ⓢⓛⓘⓖⓗⓣⓔⓢⓣ.

°Peachy. He goes back to studying the portals. Was there any tell to see? Or did he really just have to flip a coin, with three sides, yeah he was tired. He gently lifts up the kitten and approaches the leftmost portal°

A temperature chart for my fellow Americans who can’t do the Celsius-Fahrenheit equation from memory and for people in the civilized countries who’re too busy making fun of Fahrenheit to do the conversions themselves.

"Yup! We're all Jim. I'm ~Reporter Jim.~"

°I am 'Cameraman Jim.'°

¶-Newscaster Jim.- Our name is a family tradition of sorts, so our brothers and our mother were all named Jim.¶

"Hiya!"

°Oh- hello there!°

*RJ waves with a hand not occupied by a book.*

"Hi!"

*NJ gives a wave from the kitchen.*

*Alright he's just- he's just going to go. With the plane landed and a hotel room sorted, the Newscaster sends a text. It's worded a little stiffly, but the reply of just °K° was maybe not the friendliest either.*

*NJ's foot maybe bounces in the car ride over, just a bit.*

*He's knocking, and CJ opens the door. The Cameraman's expression isn't the easiest to read, but after a moment, he seems to come to a conclusion. A small sigh, and CJ offers a small smile. NJ manages one back. The Newscaster enters, and it's not the most calm situation, but he's here, and a bit of back and forth between the twins in sign he can't follow has RJ offering him a similar small smile.*

*Maybe this wouldn't be so terrible after all.*

°A soft nod. Yeah. He tenses a bit at first at the contact, but relaxes to a degree after a second. The pulse benieth his skin is elevated, and he knows it.°

*Knocks on the door, a bunch of stuff in hand* CJ?

°*there’s the sounds of several locks being undone before the door opens. He’s there, and looking more than a little exhausted* Doc? Yeah come in he is in the living room- *he moves to leave a clear path, walking over to the matress on the floor*°

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