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John Connor ([info]johnbaum) wrote in [info]omega_reality,
@ 2011-10-22 09:28:00

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Entry tags:*complete, 2011 10, character: john connor, character: savannah monroe

RP: John and Savannah
Who: John Connor and Savannah Monroe
Where: Savannah's place
When: Saturday, October 22, 2011 - after lunch
Summary: John tries to smooth things over and see if they can make things any clearer.


John had been upset by the fact he'd hurt Savannah, unintentionally. While he didn't consider them particularly close, despite her insistence she'd adopted him as a little brother, he did care and consider her a friend...something he had precious little experience with maintaining. It wasn't like he'd had a plethora of friends growing up, not kids his own age. His best friend at home had been the cyborg sent back in time to protect him. Normal. Really.

It was so much easier talking to Parker, really. She didn't expect things.

And he had no idea what was going on with Sean. They were friends. But, again, John's experience with guy friends was even less than female friends. He was used to talking to Cameron, now Parker. People who knew as much about normal as he did.

Getting the email from Savannah earlier, he'd almost expected her to be brushing him off. She wasn't. So, he'd give this a chance. He was really starting to wonder if the future had it wrong, though. Maybe it was another John Connor, one who actually could talk to people without pissing them off or sounding too...Hell, he didn't even know what he was doing wrong. Brian was right. He had no idea what normal was and he was conceited enough to think he stood a chance at leading the human resistance in a few years? Sure.

And he was fidgeting as he waited to be let in, unsure of the welcome he was about to get, despite everything. If he didn't know that he never could hold on to that particular resolved, he'd swear never to try doing something right again.



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[info]savannah_monroe
2011-10-23 07:45 pm UTC (link)
"Oh yes, I like my sleep, I just never have enough," she said with a shrug. "Not that I'm not used to it. With cheering practicing, we used to get up early, go to the gym before classes and then in the afternoon."

Savannah smiled. "My sister was pregnant before I left. We weren't sure if it was a boy or a girl, not that it matters as long as it's healthy. I miss that, not having been there for her."

She shook her head. "I can't take all the credit for this. I'm sure there was God's hand in it, in making me find Marty, but even more I have a husband who wants this baby as much as me, and a wonderful family and friends that can help. Maybe I'm crazy, but I'm not afraid. I believe that things will work out. Marty says that I'm not normal. Eliot says that I'm just me. I don't know who's right; you can take your pick." She looked at him, knowing how hard it must have been. She hadn't really lost her family and it hurt. It had to be so much worse. "How long were you alone before coming here? And if you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. We don't have to."

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[info]johnbaum
2011-10-23 09:33 pm UTC (link)
John knew what that was like, missing out, feeling like you should have been there for someone else. He reached over and squeezed her hand for a moment, not saying anything.

Biting his lip, he stared into his glass for a long time before shaking his head. "I don't mind. It wasn't very long, actually. Only a couple of weeks. I mean, my dad was killed on a mission before I was born. So, I guess that was a while. But, Mom...only a couple weeks. My uncle a couple days before, killed on a mission just like my dad. There was this guy my mom dated for awhile when I was fifteen. I thought he'd be my stepdad. Things didn't work out between them, but he still treated me like a kind of surrogate son. He was killed the day before my uncle. Home invasion. That was a couple weeks after my girlfriend's body was found like I told you before. So, I wasn't really alone for all that long. It was just a lot all at once."

Shaking his head he tossed off the melancholy mood. "They're both right. You are just you. But, you're not like most other people. You're unique. Whether that was God's doing or yours is really irrelevant."

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[info]savannah_monroe
2011-10-23 10:03 pm UTC (link)
Maybe for most people a hand squeeze was enough, but not for Savannah, and not after listening to that story, and she stretched closer to hug him tight. She stayed liked that for a moment and when she pulled back, she cupped his face. "I don't know much about your dimension, but I can tell from what you say how much your mother must have loved you. We can't come close to giving you what she and your family did, but we- I am here whenever you want, okay?"

She let him go, pulling back. "I'm sorry about yesterday," she said with a sigh. "I should have stopped answering when I got upset, because emails don't always say what we mean, and I was hurt, not with you, but you couldn't have known that. I still disagree on your choice. It's counterproductive, but I'm not hurt by that, because people disagree on things all the time, and maybe you're right, I get a lot of training just by listening to them talk. Marty was an undercover cop, they were super agents, just being around them gives me an in that the others don't have, but I still don't think this was the way to do it."

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[info]johnbaum
2011-10-23 11:37 pm UTC (link)
John suspected he should have known the hug was coming after that, admittedly much abbreviated and altered, version of his life the last couple months before coming here. When she pulled back, he smiled. "I know she did. I...I didn't always act like I knew it. I kind of gave her hell that last year. I didn't know she was sick. She kept it from me. But, I never doubted I was the most important thing in her world." John knew she meant well, but when he had really needed someone, Brian was the only one who'd cared. Still, he nodded. "I know where to find you."

"I'm sorry, too. I didn't mean to upset anyone. It was supposed to be a good thing." He shrugged. I don't know. Maybe I should just cancel it. I understood your point about that, though. I don't know that I agree with it being counterproductive, but I understood your point. It was the other stuff I didn't understand."

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[info]savannah_monroe
2011-10-24 12:18 am UTC (link)
Savannah smiled at him. "You loved her a great deal, and if I can tell, I'm sure she knew regardless of what you may or may not have done. I hope one day my child will know the same thing. I don't think there much more than any parent can do for a child." She knew that it wouldn't be that easy under the present circumstances, but she would do her hardest to make sure her children knew how much she loved them. "Instead of waiting for the day when something goes wrong, how about you and Brian come over some night for dinner? He was a sweetheart with the wedding, or as he liked to call it, that archaic rituals breeders have to enslave them to each other so they can support their offspring. I'll send him an invitation so he can't say no."

She nodded. "I know, and you shouldn't cancel, not now. It'd be worse. Just be careful. I know you will, but some of the others? Keep an eye on Tim for me, please." She took a deep breath, wondering how much she should say. "It's just... Sean doesn't like how close Sam and I are, or maybe he just doesn't like me. I don't know. I've tried to help, tried to be nice, but no matter what I say I get blamed. He doesn't want me there, so it's best this way."

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[info]johnbaum
2011-10-24 02:44 am UTC (link)
"Yeah, I did. Still do." John smiled ruefully, thinking about some of the things he'd said to his mother over those last months. "I probably would have a few lectures coming to me if she were here. I don't think you have to worry, though. I don't know anyone with a bigger heart than you, Savannah. It's hard not to see all that love when it's directed at you day in and day out, even if you don't know how to appreciate it at the time."

John laughed at her repetition of what sounded exactly like Brian's thoughts on weddings. "Dinner with the newlyweds might be a bit domestic for Brian. But, if you can get him to say yes to the invite, sure." He winked at her. "I'm not dumb enough to turn down your food when offered."

"I'll keep an eye on them," he promised, not at all sure cancelling still wouldn't be better. Her problems with Sean weren't what he'd meant. He didn't get why it was so bad to go out without the spouse. But, he wasn't going to push that. Not that he had any idea what to say about things with Sean, either. "I don't know what's going on with him. We don't actually talk much about family and things. More, projects and music and stuff. But, it kind of sounds like he's jealous. Just, do me a favor? Next time he tries to explain something about me, ignore it and just ask me? My world is pretty different from this one and, I guess, yours. So, even what seems similar, probably isn't."

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