mindgooshed | .oo2 // ACTION

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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[... Egh.... He leans back, squaring his shoulders.]

... Other than the awful amount of b-e-e-r, how's your week been?

Awful. How do you think?

[ seriously even aside from the hangover, he's still bruised and bandaged and bitten up. B| ]

Well, I don't know! I've been kinda' all over the place since this damn shift started....

[ he sighs and just .. tucks himself further against the cushion, as if he could disappear into the couch. there's no use taking his bad mood out on kotetsu (though really he's asking for it, invading his apartment on a day like this). ]

Mmm. It seems quiet now.

[Did you say something about it being quiet now? Kotetsu's too busy suddenly and inexplicably just falling asleep where he's sitting. He twitches with a little start, but ends up just wilting back down into a cross-armed snooze.

ZzzzZZzzz...]

[ did he really just

.. well, whatever. barnaby's too exhausted to do anything about it, and oddly enough, it doesn't really bother him. kotetsu's his best friend, after all; what might have felt awkward a year ago just feels comfortable now. still, he's in a bad mood, so he grumbles against his pillow and shuts his eyes again. a nap isn't a bad idea. ]

[At some point, Kotetsu wakes back up drowsily and looks at his wristwatch. 20 minutes of sleep? That wasn't too bad. He blinks and looks over, before a small smile crosses his features—and not long after fades, when he considers Barnaby's state.

He itches his nose, leaning back and sighing softly. His voice is just a whisper—]

I'm sorry... I wasn't there for you like you were there for me, this week.

Thanks for that.

[He'll definitely make it up to you sometime. Definitely.

He walks around the table, putting the soup he brought away so it doesn't spoil, before he stretches and starts out the front door. It locks quietly after him.]

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