Nah, just some metalhead picking on a kid, wants to pull that 'pecking order' shit. Pfft. [ there's a dismissive sound. he has to teach someone about how gang violence works. freaking amateurs. ]
[Looks at him like he isn't sure he shouldn't come, since it seems like any fight here should have backup, but ultimately decides to trust him. It's Mickey and he more or less knows his own strength.]
If you're bleeding out call that Eddie kid, because it'll be your own damn fault for being a piss poor shot and not asking me to come. And we need coffee. Do you seriously only drink beer?
[ mickey's head pokes back in the door, hands pulling down the hem of a hoodie he's dragging on, cigarette hanging from his lips. the 'piss poor shot' comments gets ian and flat expression and the finger, but otherwise, this is a fairly casual chat. ]
No, no guns. He doesn't need that shit, he's just being a bitch. I'll handle it. [ after all, he doesn't have anything against Billy. it's just that he told eddie he's watch out for him, so he's watching out for him. apparently that's not as impersonal a thing as he thought it was. why does everyone get so offended by violence, jesus. ] Yeah, and Gatorade, so?
Yeah yeah, go read a book or watch Oprah or whatever the fuck you do when I'm not around.
[ except, in about 15 minutes, Mind Flayer!Billy will show up and mickey will realize he has Fucked Up, and Ian will be hearing him yell for a gun. but, hey, that's probably not going to be that surprising. ]
[It takes a moment for Ian to realize that the sound he hears is Mickey from outside the house. He grabs his own small handgun off the table and grabs Mickey's AK from the living room, throwing open the door to the outside and readying himself for whatever he sees, tossing Mickey his gun when he's close enough.]
[ at some point once mickey's on the move again and makes it back into the house, this conversation occurs. maybe he came to grab bandages, or burn ointment, or a bottle of vodka, who even knows, time is an illusion. ]
How was I supposed to know he needs a fuckin' exorcist? [ mickey's calling out as he storms through the house, voice echoing off the walls and hands gesturing wildly, as he does. ] Not like he introduced himself with it - 'Hi, I'm Billy, I like hair bands and muscle cars and worshiping fucking Satan'?
[ pffft, miss him with that gay shit, ian, please. and yet, yes, he is gathering up first aid stuff, or, at least towels and what can pass for antiseptic (a bottle of vodka). don't @ him, ok? ]
I have no fuckin' clue, he just said he's possessed by something that killed him before. Failed to mention that before he came charging up the driveway like a nutjob.
Since the whole medicine cabinet is about 2 goddamn things.
[ well, not exactly. it's scarce and one of the main things that'll keep you alive in this place, but mickey hasn't had a lot of time to scavenge yet. ]
If he does, you're gonna doubletap him. [ yes, Ian, you are coming with, and you are the artillery back-up, mickey glancing down to the gun and back up. ] Accurate at 200 yards, right?
At least, but fuck you if you think I'm just going to jack off out on the roof waiting while you patch up a literal monster. Too much can happen at that close range.
[ mickey's almost to the door when he turns back, putting a hand on ian's chest to stop him. ] You're not gonna jack off on the roof waiting, you're gonna jack off on the front porch waiting, because fuck you too if you think I'm letting you anywhere near that asshole.
[ shut up and let him protect you. and avoid escalating this at the same time. ]
He's freaked out enough as it is, we don't need your too intense ass looming over him with a Glock.
Yeah, GI Ginger, we get it. I'm not saying don't be ready for it. [ he's just going to have to make sure to position himself between ian's line of sight and billy's face. it's fine. ]
Keep it up, Gallagher, this American Sniper shit's getting me all hot. [ a wink and a kiss quickly pecked on his lips, and mickey's swooping back out the door to the driveway. ]
[ a pat to his cheek, and mickey parts from him to deal with the billy situation.
30 minutes later, without more hulk incidents or billy getting double tapped, mickey's shrugging his jacket off inside the house after they step back in, watching billy walk down the sidewalk and away. ]
I'll tell you one thing, possession ain't that kid's only issue. Jesus. [ a glance to ian, trying to gauge if he's still rattled. ] You okay?
[ antsy, mickey can deal with. it's not going off the deep end, it's not escalation, it's not raging or pissed off. he can soothe antsy, and mickey reaches out, hooking fingers around ian's wrist and tugging him in. ]
To do what, help me water the asshole lying on the ground? It's fine, he's on his way home to sit in time out and think about what he's done.
Yeah, shithead told me he was possessed and I was like 'fuck yeah, I always wanted to get skull punched straight through by the Hulk'. [ which is pretty obviously sarcasm, the typical kind that comes from mickey, which is rambled out fast and casual. the hand at ian's wrist tugs him in closer, the other going to the side of his boyfriend's neck while he meets his eyes, swapping out the sarcasm for sincerity. ]
I swear, if I knew I picked a fight with an actual monster I'd have brought you, okay?
[Ian believes him, of course he does, and he gives in a bit more. It's not that he's angry so much as scared. He hasn't been here long, but he's not willing to put anything up to chance. Not when there's everything to lose.]
You shouldn't be picking fights with anyone alone here, okay? It's too unpredictable, and I'm not losing you to some stupid, preventable bullshit.
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Date: 2019-12-09 02:10 am (UTC)I gotta go beat someone's ass, I'll be back in a while. [ the front door creaks open, ] Text me if you want somethin' from the corner store.
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Date: 2019-12-09 02:31 am (UTC)Do you need backup? Don't pick a fight with bigfoot on your own.
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Date: 2019-12-09 02:35 am (UTC)Won't take long. I'll call if I'm bleeding out.
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Date: 2019-12-09 02:53 am (UTC)If you're bleeding out call that Eddie kid, because it'll be your own damn fault for being a piss poor shot and not asking me to come. And we need coffee. Do you seriously only drink beer?
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Date: 2019-12-09 03:30 am (UTC)No, no guns. He doesn't need that shit, he's just being a bitch. I'll handle it. [ after all, he doesn't have anything against Billy. it's just that he told eddie he's watch out for him, so he's watching out for him. apparently that's not as impersonal a thing as he thought it was. why does everyone get so offended by violence, jesus. ] Yeah, and Gatorade, so?
[ don't judge his choices. ]
Coffee, I got it.
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Date: 2019-12-09 04:01 am (UTC)Fine, but seriously, don't bleed out.
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Date: 2019-12-09 04:29 am (UTC)[ except, in about 15 minutes, Mind Flayer!Billy will show up and mickey will realize he has Fucked Up, and Ian will be hearing him yell for a gun. but, hey, that's probably not going to be that surprising. ]
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Date: 2019-12-09 04:50 am (UTC)What the fuck, Mick?
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Date: 2019-12-09 06:35 am (UTC)How was I supposed to know he needs a fuckin' exorcist? [ mickey's calling out as he storms through the house, voice echoing off the walls and hands gesturing wildly, as he does. ] Not like he introduced himself with it - 'Hi, I'm Billy, I like hair bands and muscle cars and worshiping fucking Satan'?
[ because seriously, what the fuck was that ]
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Date: 2019-12-09 04:23 pm (UTC)What the fuck even was that? Are you friends?
[Sure seems like it as he gathers all the first aid in the house.]
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Date: 2019-12-10 03:03 pm (UTC)[ pffft, miss him with that gay shit, ian, please. and yet, yes, he is gathering up first aid stuff, or, at least towels and what can pass for antiseptic (a bottle of vodka). don't @ him, ok? ]
I have no fuckin' clue, he just said he's possessed by something that killed him before. Failed to mention that before he came charging up the driveway like a nutjob.
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Date: 2019-12-10 04:38 pm (UTC)[Continues to follow him as he stomps around, undeterred.]
So is he going to turn back into that? I'm coming with you.
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Date: 2019-12-10 04:52 pm (UTC)[ well, not exactly. it's scarce and one of the main things that'll keep you alive in this place, but mickey hasn't had a lot of time to scavenge yet. ]
If he does, you're gonna doubletap him. [ yes, Ian, you are coming with, and you are the artillery back-up, mickey glancing down to the gun and back up. ] Accurate at 200 yards, right?
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Date: 2019-12-10 05:05 pm (UTC)At least, but fuck you if you think I'm just going to jack off out on the roof waiting while you patch up a literal monster. Too much can happen at that close range.
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Date: 2019-12-10 08:32 pm (UTC)[ shut up and let him protect you. and avoid escalating this at the same time. ]
He's freaked out enough as it is, we don't need your too intense ass looming over him with a Glock.
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Date: 2019-12-10 10:02 pm (UTC)He's not some wounded animal, he could have killed you! Making him someone who needs to be loomed over.
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Date: 2019-12-10 10:24 pm (UTC)[ yeah, by the way, that happened. ian probably wasn't out there yet for that part. that's what the towels and shit are for. ]
I'll keep it nearby, okay? Fire scares the shit out of him. [ well, 'it', but mickey is far from the first person to care about grammar here. ]
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Date: 2019-12-12 04:43 am (UTC)[But he's at least giving in, that much is clear. He'll stay on the damn porch and hate every second of it.]
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Date: 2019-12-12 08:16 am (UTC)Keep it up, Gallagher, this American Sniper shit's getting me all hot. [ a wink and a kiss quickly pecked on his lips, and mickey's swooping back out the door to the driveway. ]
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Date: 2019-12-12 04:09 pm (UTC)[Still unhappy about keeping his distance, but kissing Mickey back with a nod.]
weee time skip, i do what i want
Date: 2019-12-12 11:41 pm (UTC)[ a pat to his cheek, and mickey parts from him to deal with the billy situation.
30 minutes later, without more hulk incidents or billy getting double tapped, mickey's shrugging his jacket off inside the house after they step back in, watching billy walk down the sidewalk and away. ]
I'll tell you one thing, possession ain't that kid's only issue. Jesus. [ a glance to ian, trying to gauge if he's still rattled. ] You okay?
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Date: 2019-12-13 02:54 am (UTC)Of course I'm okay, I didn't do shit. You could have used me out there.
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Date: 2019-12-23 08:49 am (UTC)To do what, help me water the asshole lying on the ground? It's fine, he's on his way home to sit in time out and think about what he's done.
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Date: 2019-12-23 02:58 pm (UTC)Before that. Did you know? That there was a chance he could lose it like that?
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Date: 2019-12-25 03:45 am (UTC)I swear, if I knew I picked a fight with an actual monster I'd have brought you, okay?
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Date: 2019-12-26 12:13 am (UTC)You shouldn't be picking fights with anyone alone here, okay? It's too unpredictable, and I'm not losing you to some stupid, preventable bullshit.