imatreenow | sixteen [action]

[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.]

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No, you look like you'd rather be anywhere than here. [Absolutely anywhere. Gold walks to the kitchen for a moment.]

[He lets himself believe for about half a second that Gold isn't coming back, then he remembers that the humans in this house are way too annoying for that to be true. He'll save an acrid reply for when he returns.]

[Gold just drops an apple on Mithos' lap when he returns, a golden yellow one.]

[He rewards Gold with a scowl.] Haven't I made it clear enough that I want to be left alone, or are you just stupid? [No, he doesn't care that you just gave him food. Hunger is a small price to pay for the comfort of solitude.]

And yet you keep talkin' to me.

[Because you're there and he doesn't want you to be. Theory of a hissing snarling cat. But hey, he shut up and he's plucking the apple from his lap, inspecting it. At least this is one of the most normal foods anyone has given him so far today.]

[Oh, well, look at that, that actually shut Mithos up.]

I take it Frey dragged you here, huh?

Good guess. [He's hoping that terse answers will discourage the other from trying to talk to him at all, but based on his day so far...]

[Gold's best friend is Silver, Mithos. Your terseness is ineffective.]

Well, you're stuck here, so you might as well stop sulking and deal with it.

[...As expected.] Don't tell me what to do.

I wouldn't have to be stuck here if Freyjadour hadn't insisted on sticking his nose into my business. [Seriously, all Frey had to do was get him a crutch or something and let him be on his way...all drugged up. It would have been perfectly fine. Really.]

Yeah, how dare Frey care about you. Seriously, what is wrong with him? I mean, showing compassion for a guy he considers his friend? That's just despicable.

How he manages to live with himself is a mystery.

He's not my 'friend', nor am I his.

If he wanted to do me a favor, he would have fetched me a crutch and let me be on my way. [Except that would have still been annoying, on virtue of Frey helping him at all. At least it would have been over soon enough and he could lock himself up safe in his own little house.]

Any ol' person on the street could fetch you a crutch. [Gold takes a bite out of his own apple.]

...But Frey's not like that. He cares enough to want to do something to help you. Why? Who knows. Maybe some part of him is fond of you. Or maybe he does it for that little gal there. [He points his finger at the sleeping Kaori.]

People are kinda funny like that. They do weird things such as liking people, or caring about them. Doing things to help them out. They don't even expect anything in return. Ridiculous, huh? [Mithos, can you sense sarcasm? Because his words are positively dripping with them.]

Edited (Catching a typo days later? Absurd) 2012-05-30 16:46 (UTC)

[He can sense the sarcasm, but it is ridiculous.] ...People look out only for themselves. They trample others in their race to the top of the pile. [Maybe he did the same, but it was for the sake of change that would have benefited everyone in the long run - with revolution comes sacrifice.]

They don't lend a hand when you're in need - they kick you when you're down. They wait until you're at your weakest to stab you in the back, and when they reach again for the hilt it's only to twist the knife. [And...everything he's saying is the complete opposite of what Frey has done for him, but he needs to convince himself that it's sheer stupidity to believe the human for a second.]

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