December/spring catch-all

[feralheart]

WHO: M-21 and anyone!
WHAT: Open + catchall
WHEN: All spring
WHERE: All over the island
WARNINGS: none, TBA if needed. Plotting here!


i. what do you mean 'consequences'

[ On one specific, highly cursed day this month, M-21 can be found lurking forlornly outside the island's little clinic. An internal war seems to be going on; he takes a grudging step towards the doors, then stalks away again. As if unaware he's doing it, he reaches down to rub irritably at his lower back. Maybe someone's a little less suited for farm work than everyone else? ]

This is so stupid.

[ He shoots a mutinous look up at the sky like he'd like to direct a complaint right to the management but doesn't quite dare. Then he's back to his pacing, with an occasional sideways glance thrown in towards the vet. Or he can be found draped somewhat pathetically over the nearest fence-shaped thing he can find, apparently no longer willing to move.

Help. ]

ii. like herding cats

[ On days when the weather is sunny and cooperative, despite all complaints, M-21 is hard at work in his fields. Reluctant concessions to farmcore have been made to spare what's left of his suit, and a sturdy pair of farming gloves covering his hands well past the wrist spare what's left of his palms from the sub-par farming tools. Things are coming in pretty nicely, especially the new stand of trees. They're full-grown and leafy and already showing a crop of... one fluffy orange kitten with oversized paws perched on a branch, chirruping furiously. ]

You got yourself up there.

[ Rescue? Or wait another few seconds to catch M-21 sighing and stripping off his gloves as he goes to climb a tree for what appears to be the five hundredth time that day. ]

iii. wildcard

[ Catch me on my planning link or PM if you want a starter! I welcome any and all bingos or just chaos. Or just hit me with anything, he'll be Around. ]

Comments

i

[associative]

[ Gaku happens to find M-21 draped over a fence.

How odd. This guy seemed to be the motivated type, so he's surprised to see him in this state. ]

What's up?

[feralheart]

[ He lifts his head mournfully to assess. Gaku, huh? Not that he feels like keeping up appearances in front of anyone. Succinctly: ]

Goddess. Probably.

[associative]

What'd she do?

[ He gives M-21 a once-over, just to see if he can spot the difference... ]

[feralheart]

[ On the bright side, it's not visible this time. And his speech is normal! But he puts a hand to his lower back and straightens gradually with a grimace. ]

Back hurts. [ It sounds so minor like that. ] ...And it won't stop. [ ...Still can't convey the gravity of this, really. ]

[associative]

Have you tried icing it? Or putting heat on it?

[ That usually works for him. ]

[feralheart]

...Is that what you're supposed to do? [ So: no. ]

Thought I'd get some painkillers for it, but... [ He trails off, temporarily stumped on how to end that sentence in a way that isn't 'I don't know if they have painkillers that work on werewolves.' ]

[associative]

But what?

[ Go on, tell him. Or not, because Gaku decides not to dwell on it. ]

At least put something warm on it. I'll even hold it there for you.

[feralheart]

I don't think they'd do anything. If it's from the goddess.

[ Good enough excuse. More importantly, Gaku is offering an even better option. ]

Worth a try. That's not too much of a pain?

[associative]

It's not a pain, but wouldn't the heat do nothing too?

[ He's just following the logic. ]

[feralheart]

[ That... might well be true. M-21 gives the fence a look like he's considering just collapsing and surrendering again. ]

Probably. Maybe. [ ... ] Alright. I don't like doctors.

[associative]

Oh, is that why?

[ He'd give M-21 a big pat on the back if he wasn't already in pain. ]

Then don't worry about it. Let's go find a heat pack and get that on your back. I think I have one back home.

[feralheart]

[ He gives a little nod because you know what, it's even true. He'd bite a doctor before he'd let one touch him. ]

Worth a try. Thanks.

[ He straightens with a grimace and moves to follow Gaku. Please be close, beach. ]

[associative]

Lean on me if you need to.

[ He'll even extend his arm so that M-21 can grab onto his waist should he need to. ]

We shouldn't be too far away, but back pain is no joke.

[feralheart]

[ He glances sidelong at Gaku to see if Gaku thinks he's being dramatic--he kind of thinks he's being dramatic--but in the end he accepts it, sliding his arm around Gaku's waist and leaning his weight a little carefully. He doesn't expect too much lifting out of a normal human. ]

I've been stabbed before, [ a lot, ] but this is more annoying.

[associative]

[ Gaku is surprisingly solid underneath his clothing, so M-21 doesn't have to worry too much about the support. Gaku himself doesn't seem to have much trouble, at least. ]

You've been stabbed?

[ Sorry for the resident normie....... ]

[feralheart]

[ If only M-21 were in less pain so he could properly appreciate Gaku's muscles... He blinks a little at Gaku's reaction and dimly processes that this might not be the most Normal thing he could have said. But it's not too late to save this one: ]

Right. I'm a security guard.

[associative]

Oh.

[ Honestly, that makes sense, and it's something that doesn't overly concern Gaku. ]

Where do you work? Must be intense if you're getting stabbed.

[feralheart]

A school now. Used to work at... [ How to describe 'nebulously evil organization' in not so many words. ] ...a research company. International. 'Intense' is about right.

[associative]

Confidential stuff, I'm sure.

[ So he won't ask about that further. ]

What kind of school do you work at? Middle school? High school?

[feralheart]

[ It makes things much simpler that Gaku understands so readily. M-21 gives a relieved little nod and a sigh as he leans on him. ]

High school. Lots of troublemakers. ...It's nice. Did you go to a school like that?

[associative]

Not one with a lot of troublemakers, no. My school was focused on academics and extracurriculars.

[ So... a boring, nerdy school. ]

[feralheart]

Huh. Sounds like a rich kid school.

[ There's no judgment in the observation, just curiosity. Maybe Gaku was already an idol when he was in high school. ]

[associative]

It was. I grew up with money.

[ No shame in admitting it, as it's simply just a fact about him.

It doesn't matter now anyway, since he's certainly not rich here. ]

[feralheart]

[ M-21 nods, because it really is just a fact. Talking is a nice distraction right now anyway. ]

Then why'd you want to become an idol? Seems like a lot of work.

[associative]

My dad knew my face would make a lot of money, so he goaded me into training by saying I couldn't do it.

[ And look at him now... it worked. ]