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[Okay, so. Post-draft, he's given himself a few days of seclusion and bed-rest (apparently being infected with a zombie virus is exhausting), and even Billy can freely admit to himself that he's been pretty depressed lately, a fact for which he feels no shame considering that depression was well and truly earned. One can only spend so much time fretting, moping, and dwelling on one's own misery for so long, however, and today? He's decided that enough is enough. Billy will be going out today, limping around the village and visiting the people who were on the draft whose fate he's still uncertain of. The ones he can't find or has no reason to actually visit, he'll check with a light location spell, and he'll spend a few hours at Seventh Heaven people-watching out the window while he doodles in a book that Teddy had given him containing a series of patterns (much like this) that resemble inkblogs, and bit by bit Billy's turning them into something like this instead. It's been a tiring week, though, so you could always catch him napping on the table, instead.
At some point he'll attempt to find Peter, and when both a location spell and a teleport fails, he tries to teleport to the apartment he'd been staying at instead, finding it almost completely emptied. All he manages to dig up is a small cartridge that, after a moment of scrutiny, he identifies as a web fluid cartridge. His fanboyish glee at the discovery is tempered by the fact that the empty apartment means one more piece of bad news.
After his visits and window-watching is done, he'll return home to make the announcement, along with one more message-]
Hey out there... just wanted to let his friends know that Peter Parker went home. So... sorry. Yeah.
[Locked to Loki]
...We still on for tomorrow, or do you want to take a break? Because... you know. [Draft. Awfulness all around. He wouldn't blame Loki if he wanted to take a week off.
Later on in the evening he'll be over at Ben's barbeque, if anyone wants to bother him while he's there.]
At some point he'll attempt to find Peter, and when both a location spell and a teleport fails, he tries to teleport to the apartment he'd been staying at instead, finding it almost completely emptied. All he manages to dig up is a small cartridge that, after a moment of scrutiny, he identifies as a web fluid cartridge. His fanboyish glee at the discovery is tempered by the fact that the empty apartment means one more piece of bad news.
After his visits and window-watching is done, he'll return home to make the announcement, along with one more message-]
Hey out there... just wanted to let his friends know that Peter Parker went home. So... sorry. Yeah.
[Locked to Loki]
...We still on for tomorrow, or do you want to take a break? Because... you know. [Draft. Awfulness all around. He wouldn't blame Loki if he wanted to take a week off.
Later on in the evening he'll be over at Ben's barbeque, if anyone wants to bother him while he's there.]
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Penny for your thoughts, Billy?
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Mm... if you could conjure up a penny, I'd be really impressed. It's nothing serious, though- just keeping an eye out for familiar faces.
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[She'd recently discovered Goldfish in the grocery store and had somehow smuggled a hefty supply of them into the kitchen. She'd fallen in love with them but she'll take a seat across from Billy with a knowing smile.]
On the lookout for Draftees, then. There's been a few coming in but I think most are staying in bed at the moment. It was pretty bad out there.
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If Billy chooses to follow the scent of bacon and eggs to the fourth floor kitchen, he'll probably come across one particular Robin wearing civvies. He's fairly bandaged up, an eyepatch visible under oversized sunglasses, but still hobbling around with his bo staff as a makeshift cane.
Things suck enough that he might not even be opposed to sharing with a curious visitor from upstairs. Provided it's not Tommy. Tommy can totally go hungry.]
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Oh- hey, Robin. I'm glad you made it back okay.
[Peace offering! He's not calling you Dick. :D]
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Likewise. I heard it was a rough draft. [He wasn't really conscious while it was going on.] Did you guys all make it back in one piece? [Have a peace offering in return, Billy. He hasn't been okay enough to get back to his usual stalking yet.]
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[Action] Wow sentence-altering typo in the last tag good job sleepy!me. :|
[Action] I'll forgive you this time
[Action] You're so generous
[Action] I'm always generous
[Action] That's a lie.
[Action] wow, rude, why would you ever doubt me
[Action] You know why. You know exactly why. :|
[Action] omg no I dooooon't rude
[Action] It's rude to be dishonest with yourself.
[Action] but I only speak the truth
[Action] You're more perceptive than that
[Action] you think too highly of me clearly
[Action] Nope, I just forgot what we were arguing about
[Action] oh okay nevermind then
[Action] I'm assuming it's not important enough to scroll up about
[Action] not scrolling either 8D
[Action] we're so good at this
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Oh, hey Billy. Come in. [Pepper opens the door wider for him at the same time that she calls out.] Tony, Billy's here!
[action] /sliiiiiides on in here
I hope you're not here to work. No offense. [He means it for your own good, really.]
[action] kyaaa be gentle
Well... I was thinking about it on the way over, but now that I'm here I think I really need to sit down. So probably not.
[At least not yet. He might get fussy in a bit, but for now it's just a visit.]
Re: [action] oh Mr. Stark oh~
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Unless you've a good excuse, I shall be expecting you.
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[He's relieved, though- both that the lesson is still on, and that Loki is safe. It's been a stressful time, worrying about everyone like this.]
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[action] if this is okaaaaay
[action] But of course, Billy, anything for you.
[action] anything, eh :|a
[action] You're too innocent to out-anything Loki.
[action] curses, it's true
[action] ehehehe
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[action] Here. Have some tasty tasty tl;dr.
[action] omg loki so many words to say almost nothing
[action] it's magic, young padawan
[action] teach me this too
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She'd had to face it.
And she'd found facing it had helped. It had taken her weeks to do it, but recreating the scenario and fighting through it had helped.
And if it worked once, Rogue didn't see any reason why it wouldn't work again.
And so after her shift in the Item Shop, she is out in the Battle Dome, recreating a very specific scenario. Zombies. A dead run in the still of the morning. A house for a shelter. And not enough time.
She's fighting through to the rescue once again, and everything is just as bad as she remembers it.]
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Unfortunately.
What greets him as soon as the magical connection is made is a scene out of his nightmares- worse than that, a scene out of their reality, this past week. He sees what he hadn't been awake to witness: a dangerous rescue, a frantic search, a house in the middle of a war zone that he'd asked her to get to, a friend putting her life at risk just because he'd been stupid enough to get trapped in the middle of a zombie apocalypse.
There's a flare of instant horror and panic- why was she still there? Was this a memory, was something wrong? Had they somehow been unable to escape? How could he get to them now that he's trapped in Luceti once more? Why weren't they safe? He's almost on his feet and crying out for Teddy when clarity suddenly sets in, and he realizes that the location the spell is giving him is the Battle Dome, not the city in which the draft had taken place.
But why...? Why is she going through that again? Why would anyone want to repeat something so horrible?
He can't bear to stick around and watch more, however, or go there himself to ask- not with the images blending with his own awful memories and threatening to shove him right back into the depression he'd been trying to fend off all day. He cuts off the connection to the spell with a muffled cry, hunching over in his seat and clenching his eyes to try and force the images out of his mind.
He won't go looking for her today.]
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Her Mp3 player is currently blaring Metallica.
There is absolutely no way that she will hear the bell over the door.]
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[Action] how many threads do we have now
The book in his lap obviously doesn't interest him at all, seeing how he's got his eyes closed and seems to be dozing. And upon looking at the book, Billy will probably see why: It's a medical book, a basic one at that.
Looks like he only made it about fifteen pages before his attention span gave out.]
[Action] I've lost count
Then, the smile turns into an affectionate grin, and he gently lifts the book off of Teddy's lap, then gingerly sits down beside his boyfriend, setting the book in his own lap to brush his hands over the front. First aid... just like he'd suggested. And in a place where his power is back, too- where he wouldn't need it, due to his healing abilities.
He knows what this is for.
Smile still in place, Billy opens the book to the page that looked crumpled- either as a bookmark because Teddy had let it drop when he fell asleep, he couldn't tell. Leaning sideways a little, he turns until his head lands neatly (and none-too-gently) in Teddy's lap, hands raising the book up to his head so the cover will be at Teddy's eye level when he wakes up.]
I see you've been busy.
[Action] well damn
[Action] clearly the only solution is to make more
[Action] i am okay with this
[Action] I thought you wouldn't mind
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He's getting out a little more and checking on the people who didn't show up to drown their sorrows. He's going about it the old fashioned way, once again, because he doesn't really know what to say over a network like that, and living with a lot of them makes it easier to catch a glance in the halls. He runs into Billy mostly by accident while he's picking up some takeout at Seventh Heaven. Poor kid's passed out on the table.]
Hey, rise and shine. [Bucky nudges his shoulder lightly.]
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Oh geez... I didn't mean to fall asleep. Thanks for waking me up.
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How do you feel about burgers?
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[One less thing to worry about, apparently.]
Ah... do you want to come by the apartment? I just got home, and I don't think I can get myself to go out again. Mr. Grimm's having a barbeque here later, though, so you can stay for dinner if you're not busy.
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[voice] I thought you went to bed :|
[voice] i can't sleep :|
[voice] oh then by all means continue |D
[voice] LMAO you just want tags.
[action] I want jane tags, this distinction is important
[action] well fine then, no xion tags for you ever again
[action] how will I ever live with myself
[action] gosh, i just don't know 8|
[action] /lives on somehow :|
[action] in suffering, right :|
[action] agonizing loss, idk how I manage
[action] what were we even talking about
[action] ...I dunno too lazy to scroll up
[action] ... and then you stomped all over my feelings
[action] it's my favourite hobby
[action] can i just rip my heart out and be rid of all these fee-fees
[action] I think that would be kinda problematic
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With a bowl of stew and an easy smile Zev slid into the chair across from Billy. There was no reason they should both be in a poor mood.]
Why such a sad face, my friend?
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Sorry, hadn't meant to look sad. It's just been a rough week, so I guess I'm kind of lost in thought.
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He smiles when Billy comes back.]
Hey, want some coffee? I was just gonna put on another pot.
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I will never, ever turn down caffeine. Thanks.
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