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Scorpio;
➣ You will be eaten by coyotes.
➣ Face facts, you are a hilarious drunk.
➣ Tell that person you love them. You know who we're talking about. Wait! No, not him! Stop you fool!
➣ While you were away from home, a stranger showered in your bathroom.

ACTION; FRIDAY

[ yeah so after kicking some spider ass (and saving his partner from certain, unsavory death), barnaby's back out for the day, not wasting any time, and heading off toward the battle dome. it's a decent walk from community housing 1, but hey, he could use a nice relaxing walk after all that. uh. spider action..

too bad he never makes it to the dome. because yeah, those woods all around it? who know they were full of coyotes. ravenous, bloodthirsty, maneating coyotes. and here's barnaby without his powers, because he just wasted them rescuing his partner. so by the time he stumbles out of the woods and onto the path again .. he's kind of in bad shape. you know, bleeding, torn, bruised, bitten, his left arm hanging limp and useless.

today is kind of a bad day. ]

FRIDAY NIGHT/SATURDAY/SUNDAY

[ maybe it was the spiders. maybe the coyotes. who knows. but barnaby is compelled to drink. and drink. and drink.

so you can find him at any number of bars, complete with bandages and sling, getting drunk and laughing and smiling and generally being goofy and stumbling and being not at all himself. that little voice in the back of his head is pleading with him to stop this madness but it's somehow completely dwarfed by the irresistible urge to just keep drinking. his poor liver.

anyway by sunday night he's. really pretty awful. someone please force him to go home. ]

[ ooc; lmao SO YEAH feel free to stumble upon him any time. after being eaten by wild coyotes, sometime in a bar, or on the street between bars, or wherever. or if you, you know, want to be the stranger in his shower GO FOR IT this is all cool.

also he'll be completely unavailable from sunday night until like .. wednesday. recovering. so unless you beat his door down he'll be pretty much out of commission lmao. ]

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[Too late. *_* But don't worry, Bunabee. I'm sure she'll work it out eventually. :Db]

Right. The nicest of the nice. [She sets her drink down.] Okay, so what's the worst? Your arm?

[ she'll probably work it out pretty quickly, actually. though he's still keeping up the 'happy camera face act', so .. ]

Ah .. [ hic ] Yes. I dislocateded it.

[This time she masterfully keeps the faint grin off her face. Well, it helps that she's now focusing more on his injuries.]

But you got medical attention, right? So it's been -- uh, relocated?

[ the drunk stutter will follow him everywhere. like the angry lisp. ]

Yes. They relocateted..ed .. ed it.

[ that is a difficult word. ]

But it still hurts.

You poor thing. [Hiding. Her grin. Try getting eaten by a dragon some time. *_* But seriously, pain is pain, and she sets her glass down.]

If you put your drink down for a minute, I'll see if I can do something about that.

[ hey, try getting beaten up by a violent super robot. pain is pain, it's all the same. .. well, except maybe for burns. they suck a little bit more. barnaby watches her for a moment, then sets his drink down on the bar. ]

[She'll agree with you on the burns. Nami holds her hands up like she's showing him they're empty and then will lay them gently on the injured shoulder.] This'll take a sec. Might hurt a bit to start with, okay?

[ WOAH WOAH PERSONAL SPACE INVASION RED FLAG RED FLAG RED FLAG even this drunk, barnaby is still pretty weird about his bubble being breached. so when he feels the weight of nami's hands, he definitely recoils a little, tensing.

but hey she's pretty cool. and if this is what she has to do to fix him, then he'll just have to put up with it. but he doesn't like it, and already he's feeling more sober as he stares down at her hands like they're a couple of spiders trying to crawl up to his face. ]

I'll be fine; go on.

[...um. Hmm. Not the reaction she really expected. Nami pulls her hands away when he first recoils, though they're still out. Hovering. It's obvious he has issues with it.]

...I don't have to. If you'd prefer.

[ whoops, he probably should have hid his revulsion a little bit better, but hey he's drunk. self control, and all. regardless, he shakes his head. ]

I'm sorry, it's fine. Really.

No, it's not. [That much is plainly obvious. It doesn't stop her from putting her hands on his shoulder again, this time just her fingertips.] But I'll be quick.

[And Nami's spent so much time with healing that just easing some traumatised shoulder muscles really does only take a few seconds-- he'll feel a slow wash of warmth up to his neck and a lessening of the stiff soreness.

Then she'll pull her hands right back and give him space and pick up her drink.]

Better?

[ hey that's a pretty nifty trick, there. all at once he feels more relaxed as the sore tightness is washes away by a wave of warmth. ]

.. Yes, actually. [ pause. ] Was that Filial Magic?

Yup. [Nami relaxes a little more at his answer, draining most of her glass before she adds:] Nala, the healing spirit. She'll teach anyone who wants to learn. Kind of a lifesaver around here.

[ man he's hardly feeling drunk at all anymore. but as he looks down to his half-drained drink, barnaby realizes that he really doesn't want to drink anymore. ]

I imagine. Is it difficult to learn?

Not really. It takes practice, and there are probably some things you shouldn't use it for unless you're a doctor. Like healing a broken bone. That can get ugly. And Nala's pretty sweet. As long as you charm her, I'm sure you'll find it easy as pie.

[ hey, charming is something he's very good at. ]

Ah. I'll look into it, eventually; I'm sure it has its uses.

[One eyebrow goes up. She has noticed this.] Spoken like a true diplomat.

Done drinking for the night?

[ ugh. he just. pushes the drink aside. ]

Done for the year, I think.

[She grins into her own drink.] I'm gonna assume you don't do this often, then.

No. Not like this.

[ THESE HOROSCOPES SUCK he's actually kind of ashamed of himself. ]

...

Your horoscope? I saw a few drinking ones around. [Now she's ordering a jug of water from the bartender.]

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