Feb 05, 2030 00:07
ooc: gargleblasted, ic: contact, ic: messages, ooc: messages
Leave a comment
Reply
RIIIIIING ... ]
Reply
Reply
[there's a heavy clunkscrape of holsters against machine as he leans against it]
You alone?
Reply
more breath, a twisting cap, and the thunk of antiseptic back into the medicine cabinet, closed with a ka-chk. ]
-- Sorry, what?
Reply
You alone with your bandages?
Reply
[ dulled thuds, presumably limbs hitting his bed. ]
... Yeah. V ain't even singin' for me t'night.
Reply
[there's a soft 'ding!' of engagement, and a low, calm rumblewash starts, the metallic scrape as Badou shifts again nearly lost to it]
Speakin' of family life - never thought I'd be puttin' little pink jumpers into a goddamn washing machine. That's a damn fact.
Reply
[ you can practically hear the shrug, the snort of a chuckle that doesn't really hold any amusement to it. ]
She tol' me she hates Gojyo. S'worth a laugh.
[ and he rolls back over with an exhale ... and pauses, before the sound of crinkling paper. ]
You sleep with my notes very often, Badou?
Reply
[it's slightly guarded, unsure]
[and then he recalls not an action but the remiss of an action; forgetting to put Genkaku's note in the safe, shit he'd just left it out-]
[and now he's more than slightly guarded when he adds]
Should have some coffee. Sober up.
Reply
It is tacked on your wall.
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
[he sounds entirely unsure, now]
Reply
Nope.
Reply
Leave a comment