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sixteen [action] | Saturday

[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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[He remains tense as Reyson drops to his knees in front of him. That calming aura hasn't hit quite yet - not with such a thick armor of tension to pierce through.

--Wow, thanks for making him sound completely incompetent, Frey. He turns his head to snap at him.] I was dumped into the fountain by the Malnosso androids.

[Then back to Reyson] Stay away from me.

[ well, if nothing else reyson is very fast; brittle bones and all, herons need to be good at dodging attacks. but he doesn't approach any further. this person.. something about them feels strange, and reyson feels uncertain, but it's difficult to get a read on him.

funny, he can't help but be reminded of himself, somewhat. though he's GOTTEN BETTER, OKAY. still, he's stubborn. so he's not going anywhere just yet. ]

That's all?

[ you seem a little too out of it for just having fallen into a fountain.

i'm sorry, dumped. ]

I apologize... since he just returned from such a thing, he is a bit touchy.

[Not that he wasn't... always touchy. Frey won't be mentioning anything about a death penalty removal- that would be too much personal information, and something only Mithos had a right to speak of if he so chose. Reyson can feel free to think it a kidnapping.]

[Yeah, well, he's still coming down off those pain killers so he's not entirely there. He's trying not to let that show too much. It probably doesn't help that he has no idea when he last ate, and feelings of light-headedness come and go and come back again.

Like right now. He tries to focus his glare on Reyson.] That's all.

[ he doesn't believe it for a second, but mithos seems very unstable, and despite how his his herony nature drives him to help, to heal, he won't force it. ]

Very well, if you're certain.

[ your loss. 8| being healed by a heron is a PRIVILEGE, OKAY, but fine if you just want to sit there and absorb his happy sedative vibes instead that's fine. regardless, reyson straightens up, glancing momentarily to frey. ]

If you change your mind, I will be close. I understand how you feel, but there is no shame in accepting assistance.

[ he used to be a stubborn little shit like you, before he learned better. he knows this!! ]

Thank you very much for your offer, sir. [Ever the polite one, he knows it doesn't make up for Mithos' attitude but he still feels the need to treat this man with respect given the other certainly isn't.]

[He remains silent, but a lot of that has to do with trying to dispel the wave of light-headedness. So you'll just have to make do without a biting reply from the stubborn little shit.

...And he's...starting to feel a little calmer? The tense cords of his muscles ease just a little bit, at least, although he isn't sure why. There's nothing to be calm about.]

[ yeah those heron vibes are pretty nice, huh. enjoy the warm fuzzies while you can, because when he goes, they go. too bad you're too stubborn to let him sing for you. 8| ]

It's nothing. If you change your mind, I won't be far.

[ he kind of stands out and all. not that you'll be changing your mind, of course. ]

[Very nice indeed... It's helping Frey not simply dump Mithos for being so rude, though he is quite patient himself it can be difficult to deal with. his smile is a little more easy as he replies.]

Thank you... we shall keep your offer in mind, Sir.

[He won't - he's already crumpling up Reyson's offer and throwing it in the trash. Or taking a match to it. Either metaphor works.

The dizziness has receded again and he can glare up at him, as if hoping to undo Frey's politeness.] Get out of my sight.

[ oh jeez. he had to go and open his big mouth didn't he.

reyson is about to get his ass kicked. because he don't stand for that shit. perhaps the other herons would have shrugged it off politely, but reyson was raised by hawks, and his infamous temper is known throughout the bird nations.

stiffening immediately, his green eyes narrow. ]

I do hope you aren't addressing me.

[Oh for-

This really was not the best day for Freyjadour, it really, truly wasn't. Mithos could not seem to control himself. Good thing Frey had the common sense and manners to know an apology and quick retreat would probably be the best course of action.

Inclining his head in an apologetic manner, he interjects quickly before Mithos can dig a deeper hole, his voice sincere.]

I deeply apologize for his rudeness- He has never been one with the best manners, and today had tired him.

[...He should probably watch what he says when he can't back it up with a threat of pain. Call it habit, or gut reaction. Besides, if necessary he could muster up a spell...may...be. If he could concentrate for long enough...

Whatever. He isn't going to back down.] Who else would I be addressing? [His glare is locked on Reyson, and Frey's words go ignored.]

[ .. yeah no sorry frey, this is a battle of the blonds here, and unfortunately neither of them seem particularly ready to acquiesce. though reyson tosses him a brief glance- ]

You have nothing to apologize, sir, you have been very kind.

[ and back to mithos, his glare searing, the feathers along the tops of his wings bristling like hackles. ]

You, on the other hand - were you raised in a barn? That isn't how you address someone who offered you their assistance.

[The odd winger's words directed towards him do nothing to settle his nerves, rather Freyjadour is now worrying that he might soon have a fight on his hands. Mithos was unpredictable.

And even if he tried, Mithos is not going to be allowed to cast, not while he's in Freyjadour's sight, at the very least. He doesn't want a fight happening, let alone one in which he could very well get dragged into it.]

Perhaps it would be best for us to leave.....

Edited 2012-04-29 21:27 (UTC)

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.]

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.

..... 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.]

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.]

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.

Edited 2012-05-08 01:32 (UTC)

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.

[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.]

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

Yes, you too. Take care.

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.]

[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.]

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