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Greyson, texting: JERI PLEASE COME HOME I NEED HELP THIS IS AN EMERGENCY
Jeri, texting, panicked: I’m on my way right now, Greyson. Stay calm, and please do your best to keep safe.
*Jeri gets home and sees Greyson standing, frozen, in the middle of the living room*
Jeri: What happened?
Greyson: ThErE wAs A sPiDeR oN tHe WaLl
Jeri: *Sigh*
Greyson: Want to hear a joke?
Jeri: Not really
Greyson: *Sad puppy dog eyes*
Jeri: OkAY FINE
Omg I just found out that there’s already a ship called Jerison abort mission guys
Scythe Morrison: I’m such an idiot.
Greyson:
Curate Mendoza:
Astrid:
Greyson: If you’re going to wait for us to disagree with you, it’s going to be a long night
All Greyson x Jeri Scenes
First meeting - Page 441
First conversation - Pages 448-456
Chat at the farmhouse - Pages 472 and 473
53 seconds to sunrise - Pages 522-526
Cirrus revelation - Page 556
Jeri is salty about not seeing Greyson - Page 575
Brief mention of Greyson’s feelings - Page 584
Jeri and Greyson say goodbye - Pages 590 and 591
Jeri and Greyson watch the launch - Page 600
Beach walk: Pages 621-625
Jeri: I love Eminem.
Greyson: I prefer Skittles.
Jeri: No, I mean the rapper, you idiot!
Greyson: Why would you eat the wrapper?! That’s disgusting, Jeri!
Random Scythe: Just be yourself, say something nice!
Scythe Rand: Which one?! I can’t do both!
Greyson Tolliver is an incredible adorable cinnamon roll who deserves the world
Scythe Curie aesthetic
Greyson: I only got nine hours of sleep last night
Jeri: Nine?! I only get seven!
Citra: Seven hours of sleep?! I only get four hours!
Jeri:
Greyson:
Citra:
Rowan: WAIT A SECOND... YOU GUYS ARE GETTING SLEEP?!
Greyson: FOUR MONTHS
Citra: What’s he talking about?
Jeri: *Smirks*
Greyson: THATS HOW LONG YOU STOOD BY AND WATCHED ME WATER A FAKE PLANT
Astrid, writing in her diary: Day 183. We’ve been travelling for months now, surrounded by creatures of all sorts of species, the likes of which i’ve never seen before. After months of thorough observation, i have concluded that—
Scythe Morrison: *to the tune of The Final Countdown* IT'S A MENTAL BREAKDOWN!
Greyson: *Off key kazoo*
Astrid: There is no intelligent life here.
Scythe Faraday: I AM LOST FOR WORDS!!
Rowan, narrating: Despite being lost for words, Scythe Faraday yelled at me and Citra for the next ten minutes.
Scythe Rand: Why are you drinking? You should have a clear head so you’re ready for this meeting!
Scythe Goddard: Relax, it’s just tea
Scythe Rand: What kind?
Scythe Goddard: Tea... quila
Scythe Faraday: I hope you have an explanation for this disaster!
Rowan: We actually have three
Citra: Pick your favourite
Rowan: I hope I get run over.
Citra: Aww! Come on, it’s Christmas, get in the holiday spirit!
Rowan: I hope I get run over by a reindeer.
Scythe Curie: Citra, there’s no way I’m letting you do this incredibly stupid thing...
Scythe Curie: Without me!
Scythe Goddard: “Ooh, look at me! I’m Scythe Curie, and I’m an old guard scythe who wants to follow the boring rules, and I fold my clothes before putting them away!” I bet you chew your food before you swallow it, too.
Scythe Curie: Well, yeah...
Scythe Goddard: Pathetic.
Killer: I see you...
Scythe Morrison:
Killer:
Scythe Morrison:
Scythe Morrison: Do I look hot?