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Tea (iscrewgirls) wrote in somerealityrpg,
@ 2019-09-22 13:13:00

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inactive: jughead jones, inactive: tea mavelli

Who: Tea and OPEN
What: Arriving
Where: Near the apartments
When: Sunday morning
Warning: Lanuage

If anyone saw Tea the moment she arrived, they'd see a teenage girl soaking wet coughing and trying to catch her breath like she'd been underwater too long and she'd taken some into her lungs. And that was exactly what happened to one Tea Marvelli. Just before arriving, the car she'd been in went into the river and getting out of there had not been easy. She was lucky she didn't drown! She had expected to see her little home town and still be in the water when she resurfaced. The fact that she wasn't confused her and that showed on her face as she looked around when her coughing fit was over. "What the fuck?"

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	weirdowriter 2019-09-22 11:16 pm UTC (link)
	Jughead had left Betty sleeping when he headed out on a donut run. He was headed back, box in hand, when he saw Tea arrive. She looked like a drowned rat, which wasn't really a good look on anyone. "Hey. You need some help?" he asked her. Klaus had helped him when he arrived, maybe this was his chance to pay it forward and help someone else. (Reply to this) (Thread)

iscrewgirls
2019-09-23 01:58 pm UTC (link)

Hearing a voice, Tea turned towards it and walked over to him. "Yeah, where the hell am I?" She asked, hoping he could tell her. Wanting to see if her friends were around, she began searching her pockets for her cellphone. Instead of finding that, she found a letter that somehow was bone dry. Moving some wet hair out of her face, she opened it up and read it, confusion crossing her face again. "You gotta be kidding me. This isn't real right?" She asked, holding up the letter for him to see. "Because honestly being dead from drowning and this being Heaven would be more plausible"

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weirdowriter
2019-09-23 03:54 pm UTC (link)

"It's real," he confirmed. "I've been here about three months, give or take." It was a little more than three months, but not by much. He figured an estimate was a good enough descriptor. Especially at this point, when she was clearly in some kind of denial.

Jughead hadn't really had that stage, since he'd been close to dying when he'd arrived. His awareness had hit in hospital, where he learned he wasn't in Riverdale anymore. "It's not so bad here most days," he told her. There were days it totally sucked.

He flicked a frog off his shoulder. "Ignore the frogs. They're just visiting," he told her. "They'll be gone in a day or two, in the meantime they like to tell jokes." He wasn't sure if that was better or worse than the singing frogs that infested the town a while back.

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iscrewgirls
2019-09-23 04:29 pm UTC (link)

Tea just stared at him for a minute like he had three heads then she seemed to accepted it and relax. That was Tea Marvelli for you, she took things as they came and dealt with whatever was handed to her in life. "So I'm just stuck here now? Whatever there is. Awesome. Mind taking me somewhere so I can get some dry clothes? I'm freezing my ass ofF"

She didn't notice the frogs until he mentioned them and she looked around, raised her eyebrows. "Joke telling frogs? What kind of hell is this?" She asked, shutting up as one told her an appropriate Jewish-Italian joke. It was actually pretty funny and it made her laugh. "Alright I guess they're not so bad"

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weirdowriter
2019-09-23 05:28 pm UTC (link)

"Yeah, of course," Jughead nodded toward the apartments. "I was just headed back tot he apartments. How old are you?" If she was under 18, it would be a no brainer. Unless someone she knew who would look after her was already in Goodland, she'd be on the teen floor. Sometimes Jughead missed being there, but he was glad his dad was around now.

"Its a special kind of hell," Jughead said. His frog liked to tell jokes about serpents. He wasn't amused. "Things happen here. Like the frogs. Last time it was singing leprechauns. We've also woken up in other places, like Paris once." He shrugged. He wasn't going tot ell her about the fear mongering that happened over his birthday. No need to tell her the bad stuff right away.

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