Thirty-nine Fires Set [Action]

[muffled_noises]

*Where is Pyro today, you may ask? Is he doing his job as a gas station attendant? No. Is he burning things down again? No.

If you guessed drunk and face down in the lawn, then you're right. He is, by all appearances, passed out, but in fact, he's just very drunk and very miserable. Bother him at your own leisure.*

Comments

[teh_sword]

[bother bother bother

So fake-son has no idea what's wrong, but... today's clearly a worse day than most. Whatever warnings have been made repeatedly to Ren about bothering Pyro are to be swept under the rug in favour of actually for once (after how many months?) approaching the man with a sympathetic frown to hover awkwardly.]

[muffled_noises]

*He doesn't even roll over when he hears Ren approach. He simply talks into the grass underneath him.*

What do you want?

[teh_sword]

...y'need anything? Like... help up or... a blanket...? Some... something?

[muffled_noises]

*He rolls over slightly.*

Another beer.

Just cause she's about

[infinitemars]

[Stops to look at the face-down man, then speaks up after a moment of staring]

You'll catch cold that way.

[muffled_noises]

*He lifts an arm and waves her away dismissively.*

I'll be fine.

[infinitemars]

But... It will only get colder as night comes on. You'll get sick.

[muffled_noises]

*He sounds a lot less friendly.*

I'll be fine. I can just burn something.

[sting_like_a]

[SUP PYRO DID YOU MISS YOUR EX-WIFE of course you did. Miakis is crouching down next to him, looking concerned.]

Hey. [poke] You okay down there?

[muffled_noises]

*He swats at the unseen hand.*

'm fine! Go 'way.

[sting_like_a]

You don't look fine! C'mon, what's wrong?