sixteen [action] | Saturday

[imatreenow]

[On Saturday afternoon, villagers may notice a peculiar sight while out and about in their daily routines. Or maybe they've learned not to question anything that happens here, so they won't pay any mind to Freyjadour as he carries a damp and shivering Mithos through town in what is generally described as 'bridal style'.

...There's an explanation for this. Really.

It has something to do with being unceremoniously dumped into the fountain upon return from a death penalty removal, a minor inconvenience known as pain-killers, and a major inconvenience known as muscular atrophy.

Feel free to awkwardly run into them at any point during the trek to House 11. Tread close enough and snippets of arguments are likely to be heard:]

Put me down...! I am fine.

You can't even stand. Stop struggling, please.

[Or maybe something like:]

I don't need your help.

Yes, you do...just calm down.

[They stop to rest a few times along the way, because while Mithos isn't exactly heavy, he still isn't exactly light either. And he refuses to make this easy on Frey, putting up a constant sruggle against his hold. Good thing there are benches to sit on. And awkward, sullen silence to enjoy, in which Mithos pointedly looks the other way and Freyjadour just has a patient if long suffering look on his face.]

[LATER ACTION - House 11]

Throughout the rest of the day, Mithos has taken up temporary residence on the living room sofa of House 11. The side effects of the drugs have worn off, but he's still in no condition to go off on his own. According to Frey, anyway. Regardless of his condition, a house full of humans is one of the last places he wants to be. House members, come gawk at the grumpy kid in the living room all you want. He defnitely looks like he could use a little company, right? ...Right?]

[OOC NOTE: As you probably expected, responses in the earlier part will come from both Mithos and Freyjadour. Surprise on who will tag first, decided on a thread by thread basis. Later action portion may or may not include threadjacking from Frey or Kaori. You have been warned, friends.]

Comments

[imatreenow]

The only way you could assist me is by leaving me alone. [Right now, he doesn't care that Reyson looks eerily similar to a Cruxis soldier - minus the lifelessness and plus an insubordination problem. It really isn't helping him feel any less aggravated. Although, maybe in a better mood his curiosity would bleed through stronger.

For the first time this afternoon, he can actually agree with Frey's suggestion. But he gives no sign of this, only continuing the glaring match.]

[heartofahawk]

That isn't the point.

[ and honestly, if it means pissing you off, reyson is inclined to stick around. >8( .. and sorry, frey, it's kind of like you don't exist right now. this heron is in rage mode. tunnelvisioning. ]

You simply have no right to talk to me that way; someone ought to teach you to mind your manners.

[falenandawn]

..... I truly am sorry that he insulted you, sir, but we might have taken longer to rest then needed. I must get back to the house soon.

[Let's just hope the man doesn't get angry for a not so graceful attempt at retreat.]

[imatreenow]

What purpose do manners serve in such a ruthless world? [...Unless it's everyone else bowing down to him. That he's totally cool with, but that's just another part of the past he will never get back again.

Still mostly ignoring Frey. He...would prefer that Reyson is gone before Frey is pulling him into his arms again. That is not the way he wants to end this heated little encounter.]

[heartofahawk]

Manners are the backbone of a civilized culture, but from what I've seen I doubt you can even spell the word, let alone understand its meaning.

[ TURNING ON FREY NOW. DISPLACED ANGER. ]

You've poor taste in friends, sir, if I were you I'd dump him into the fountain and leave him to drown.

[falenandawn]

He is a friend of a friend, but I would feel terrible letting him alone as he was no matter how crass he might be.

[Grimacing in reaction to that anger, he reaches over and... yup, he's picking up Mithos. In front of this angry winged man.

Sorry Mithos but a quick retreat is the better option, you are the one who brought this embarrassment on yourself.]

I apologize once more for this incident- I do hope that you have a more pleasant day, Sir.

[imatreenow]

[He's about to shoot back a response when-- KSGDUGSYDJ FUCK YOU FREY. His muscles twitch and jerk in instinctive self-preservation as the other lifts him, and he glares extra hard to make up for the indignity of this all.]

[heartofahawk]

[ oh lololololol you deserve it you little brat. reyson doesn't even try to hide his smug grin. ]

Yes, you too. Take care.

[falenandawn]

Thank you very much. Goodbye. [Inclining his head slightly in a nod of farewell to the stranger Mithos had harassed, he turns to walk away- well, if Mithos will let him.]

[imatreenow]

[He lets him. Because what else is he supposed to do? In such a degrading situation, he wants to be out of sight as soon as possible. Take him away before he's overcome by the urge to claw that smug grin off Reyson's stupid face.]

[heartofahawk]

[ HEH. claw away, little brat!! reyson has nothing more to say; watching you get dragged away by your little keeper like a spoiled little fledgling is more than enough to satisfy him.

so if you'll pardon him, he'll just be snapping out his wings and taking flight now. have fun being manhandled, you little buttface!! ]