.:A Brief Interlude:.

[ganymed]

Who: Ganymede and people.
What: It's a meeting.
Where: Mac Anu, Ganymede's McMansion.
When: 10/12
Warnings: Nothing yet.
MAC ANU ~ GANYMEDE'S MCMANSION



The everpresent afternoon sunset hangs, echoing picturesque across the glass windows apparent at each spot within the large building. In a large room full of tables and what not are heaps of various cuisine settled here or there. Seafood, pastas, drinks, the like; Mediterranean style so if nobody likes that...gomen.

Ganymede has made it clear that he prefers people to be here in order to get themselves together. Sorted, somehow. They're all acting with a sort of independence he seems disinterested in disturbing, but he wants the prospect of potential solutions to be floated along.

If someone has new information they can share, well, it is encouraged. If not, he hopes that they will at least participate in some way.

It now begins.

 

(( OOC Note: People will not be attacked by monsters once within the McMansion, including pool area. ))

Comments

[gluttoning]

[There is absolutely no way he's avoiding that (2).

There's a loud crack and a swear from the taller Partizan as he fumbles and drops Sinclair, blood red and vibrant down his face, making a blind grab for one of his arms (9).]

[insinning]

[He lands on his feet, and manages to duck under Misteak's arm (12). The benefits of being shorter were really handy here. He drops low, swinging around with a low kick to knock (7) Misteaks off balance]

--knock it off already!

[Honestly, he's beginning to get mad enough]

[tinged]

Do not.

[ a late arrival. the timing is awful: they witness emil being lifted up by bear and that’s it. that’s all they need to see.

by the time they get to the chaos, bear’s fumbling. then it’s them between the two. they grab the taller man’s hand (a boy, really. a child) by the wrist as it reaches out, the strength of their hold as always unexpected. stronger than anyone would think, more vicious than their size. ]

Never touch him like that again. He’s not yours.

1/3

[gluttoning]

[Reflex has him tense up, face tightening, like an animal suddenly startled while on the attack.

The punch swings to crack against one of Hani's shoulders without any hesitation. (19)]

2/3

[gluttoning]

[It's after the blow already connects, blood still dripping down his face, that Misteaks finally, finally pauses, heaving for breath. Looking towards Hani, whichever way they stumble. Looking towards Sinclair. The cacophony of numb noise slowly piecing back.]

/3 okay be free everyone he's done

[gluttoning]

[What... did he just...

...

He stumbles back a step, two, before uneasily crumbling to his knees against the floor. Sorry he's getting blood all over your carpet, Gany, RIP...

He doesn't move to help Hani, or Sinclair, or to address the loud sound of voices. He just pants for breath, fists struggling to loosen at his sides. He won't leave that spot for a while unless forced.]

[ganymed]

[ ... ]

How dare you.

HOW DARE YOU!?

[ He's practically screaming at him. Who is this person to lay a hand on Hani like that?

Ganymede has no idea who he even is and yet he seems to think his actions warrant such things?

But after that, he will run over to check on Hani... ]

[gluttoning]

[He flinches hard at the screaming. But he doesn't move to respond, only overlooking Hani and Sinclair numbly between the sea of bodies.]

[tinged]

[ pats ganymede on the cheek with good hand when he comes over, it’s ok. ]

I dared first. You don’t need to be upset.

[insinning]

[It all happens in a matter of seconds. Sinclair blinks, and lurches up to catch Hani before they can fall to the ground.]

Hani-! Are you okay?

[And then a second, concerned glance for Misteaks despite everything that had gone down. What happened? And just like that, Sinclair's anger flickers out]

[gluttoning]

[He doesn't budge, despite a fearful glance up towards Hani that rips away once he's met Sinclair's eyes. Levi has already taken station up in front of him, the start of a wall to separate the tense two parties.]

[threatmewted]

Barrett, what the fuck-

[She glances over at Hani but - let's be honest, she barely knows them. She can't tell much about their usual behavior.

But she sure as fuck knows a thing or two about Barrett, which is why she marches over to him instead, expression pale but furious.]

Are you insane?!

[trashtier]

[With the dust beginning to settle, Levi moves in to take care of Barrett. He's operating purely on instinct and adrenaline at this point.

Anyone who tries to physically lash out at Barrett is going to have to deal with his older brother now, sorry.]

[alchemicalbirth]

[ That sure is a blank stare.

Thank god even if I have two characters who'd react they'd basically have two separate kinds of reactions. ]

[justonezero]

[Well, that snaps him out of being a sadsack about the state of his own mind.

Wordlessly, he grabs his staff and rushes to Hani's side, already casting-]

Pha Repth!

[tinged]

[ they don’t have any intention of dodging anything, so the hit lands. (it’s fine, if it’s not emil.) surprise flashes briefly on their face rather than pain. (it’s fine, if it’s them.) crack and shatter, they stumble back, hitting the wall. (pain echoes through their frame from the broken fragile things that make up their shoulder and they don’t care.)

a breath, two. then words quiet and cold. ]

I won’t say it again. All the words I have for you are important, and you will understand me this time. Bear.

[ unblinking, unflinching.

emil will catch them before they fall and so will others. (but this, they do care.) this is where they turn away from bear. ]

[deto]

[ uh takes back everything he ever said about most of the people here being unsettlingly kind. false advertisement by winter, clearly

just gonna stay by nanashi’s side, munching on seafood… donmai the actual blood on the actual floor. it’s just spaghetti sauce… mediterranean style… ]

[curvaceous]

[ This is a fucking mess, I say, two hours later.

But, Kara watches Barrett swing at Hani, right in the shoulder, right where it hurts. There's a moment of confusion that flashes across her face -- there's Barrett, someone she's started to give a shit about, and Hani, who she already gives a shit about. It hurts, no matter how she looks at it, and there's a pained look that flashes across her face before it just as quickly disappears.

It's not in her nature to be unbiased, however. She'd say something in response, but Levi is here, so all Barrett is getting right now is a blank look and the cold shoulder (no pun intended).

Time to check on the roomie. ]

...Hani.

IMM LATE IM SORRY

[secondthoughts]

[ Hector's too deep in his cups to notice the fight until it's too late. ]

Shit.

[ He swears under his breath when he sees the fight break out. A few swift steps and he's already too late—Barrett's broken someone else's shoulder, and the other healer's on him. Fine. He'll deal with that later.

Before Barrett leaves the scene, Hector tries to find a way around the crowd to get to him. He heard that crack, he sees that blood. It needs attention, now. ]

Hey. [ He calls loud. ] Barrett. Come here.

[ No arguing. That's an adult commanding a child's attention. ]

We fit it into the timelines its ok its ok

[gluttoning]

[Levi's already working to get Barrett out of there now that Michel's asked them to leave. But the redhead will at least try to get Levi to halt for a second when Hector calls out, now separate from the group. A healing potion has done nothing, and while Barrett has some sort of fabric pressed to his face, it's doing very little to actually stop the bleeding or the very very very gradual tick of his HP.

You're gonna have to meet them halfway here, Hector, they're not exactly welcome any longer.]

[secondthoughts]

[ He's kind of getting that vibe.

At least he's stopped. Hector pushes through everyone else to make his way towards Barrett, taking a stack of napkins from one of the food tables along the way. ]

Let me see.

[ When he's in normal earshot, he talks, gesturing for this 6'4" giant baby to lean down so his short uncle can get a better look. ]

What the hell got into you?

[gluttoning]

[He does so gingerly, flinching as though he's fighting off a migraine. As soon as the bloodied fabric is pulled away, it's easy to tell his nose is broken from the amount of swelling and discoloration smack in the center of his face.]

Got angry. [It's a rough response, the redhead coughing slightly at the continued taste of blood.] Really angry.

[trashtier]

[Levi complies in stopping with Barrett so Hector can come over and address the broken nose...among other things.

He doesn't speak up unless Hector has anything to say to him, instead just maneuvering Barrett whenever necessary. He looks rattled, though, and very much ashamed over how this meeting turned out.]

[secondthoughts]

[ Hector does, at some point, glance over at Levi and nod to him, acknowledging his presence. ]

It's okay. [ Since Levi is clearly not doing well right now, Hector instead opts for reassurance. ] You'll both be fine.

[trashtier]

[His gaze meets Hector's, showing off just how scared he is that this even happened. The reassurance helps, though, and he does briefly nod back.

But he still can't help but feel that uncertainty festering somewhere in the back of his mind.]