[There were times in which Jade wouldn't have readily agreed to follow someone to their home at all. Sometimes she had to, when someone had something she wanted, like food or a bed to sleep in for the night. Turn on the roguish charm, pretend to be someone she's not. In the end, she sabotages it all one way or another.
[These days, she doesn't do those things quite so much anymore; they hadn't been as necessary for her survival anymore. Though she can't say she's better for it, it's... something. Improvement? Maybe a little. Maybe it's what her friend, Sirius, would have wanted for her.
[Though she's pretty sure he'd rather be alive, instead of rotting in the Red Sea, alongside her own corpse.]
...Fine. Can't say it won't be nice to sit down, anyways.
[Jade is all too willing to wait and follows him, maintaining her pace despite the colors of the world not looking right, or the fact that the people's faces around her look like shriveled-up skulls.
[And there's the manic laughter she hears... muffled, like underwater. And screams. They don't feel quite as close to her anymore, but she can still hear them rattling about in her mind.
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[These days, she doesn't do those things quite so much anymore; they hadn't been as necessary for her survival anymore. Though she can't say she's better for it, it's... something. Improvement? Maybe a little. Maybe it's what her friend, Sirius, would have wanted for her.
[Though she's pretty sure he'd rather be alive, instead of rotting in the Red Sea, alongside her own corpse.]
...Fine. Can't say it won't be nice to sit down, anyways.
[Jade is all too willing to wait and follows him, maintaining her pace despite the colors of the world not looking right, or the fact that the people's faces around her look like shriveled-up skulls.
[And there's the manic laughter she hears... muffled, like underwater. And screams. They don't feel quite as close to her anymore, but she can still hear them rattling about in her mind.
[She'll live. Somehow.]