[ Huff. She keeps them moving, because she promised bacon and she's gonna get them bacon. But she answers anyway, voice low. ]
He just. Rubs me the wrong way. Locked me out on a balcony, told me to jump off it. Called me girl. Used my shit on my profile against me. Nothing like - nothing super awful. Now that I know he kicked your ass I like him even less.
I've dealt with way worse than him. And he's a bitch, I made him eat the floor the first time, but. Dicks like him get under my skin.
[ Isaac just ... stares at her, his expression increasingly incredulous and outright furious. ]
Jesus, what is wrong with this dude? What's his damage? Who just--goes around constantly antagonizing people for no good reason? I knew he was just a bully. He kept lecturing me the whole time about being a naive, idiot child who doesn't understand anything, but that stuff never had anything to do with it at all, I bet. He just wanted to push somebody around.
[ a deep breath in, and an explosive sigh out. and he'll nod slowly. ]
... I could have fought back. I had a couple of opportunities to retaliate and just--I dunno. I just didn't want to hurt him.
[ very flatly: ] He was trying to prove some kind of point, I guess, and just decided that slamming me into the liquor cabinets was the best way to do that.
No, it's not you. And it's probably better you didn't. This way if like - law enforcement of some kind tries to roll through and get you guys in trouble, you'll be off the hook.
[ A beat. ] I was wondering what happened to the lounge.
[ NOT THAT SHE CAN SAY ANYTHING considering her and galo fucking destroyed all the plates in the kitchen??? for fun... Anyway. Come along, Issac, it's time to sit on a stool in the kitchen while Beau cooks. ]
Look, I know his type, and you're right. He's one of those big fucking bullies who get off on how much better they think they are than everybody else. You can handle him. And if you can't, just lemme know and I'll kick him in the jewels again.
[ ... Isaac rubs the back of his neck. He doesn't seem convinced, but... ]
... you're not the first person to say that.
[ haha yea the lounge thing gets no comment but he does go a little red in the face. it's fine. thanks beau you're the best!!!!
he's still just in a bad mood that asch is the way he is but at least he can sit down and pout about it while beau is cooking. if nothing else, she manages to wring a brief smile from him. ]
... yeah. I know. Whatever happens, it's good to know you can kick his butt.
[ She's not planning on making anything super over the top, but she does pull out a few things - eggs, bacon, and rice. It keeps her hands busy while she works, which is nice. Having a focus is nice. Keeps her mind off the building anxiety - how is she going to keep all these people safe? ]
Definitely can. [ She says, peering over her should with a bit of a grin. ] Maybe I can show you how, too - not saying you're bad in a fight, but I could pass on some shit my teacher told me, if you want.
[ what a dork!! it's very endearing, and Beau laughs as she lays out bacon in the pan. ]
Deal. I can't show you everything I can do because I'm blocked off, but I can still fight. [ She squints down at the pan, muttering something about the heat. ]
No, no, you stay there and I'll come get you, I don't want you to fall. [ Beau huffs at him, already moving over. ] I just - y'know, I can't feel anything, so I don't know if the pan is hot or not.
I was gonna touch it. [ that would've been real bad ]
[ It's good that Issac reminds her - she's so used to doing things by herself. Having to do things by herself. She gives him a little smile, and reaches for him to help him walk again. ]
Yeah, yeah, I heard you. [ She says, fond. ] Help me figure out if the bacon's gonna burn or not.
[ he'll grin and hop off the chair, using it as a balance until he can slot himself against her side under her arm again like it's the most natural dang thing in the world. ]
Jeez, this is pretty hot! [ He'll poke at the bacon with whatever kitchen implement is at hand. ] I think we can save it from burning. [ with a little smile up at her. ]
Good. I can't stand wasting bacon. One of my friends, he -- [ A pause. Her expression shifts just slightly, and then she continues, looking down at the pan instead. ] He liked it completely burnt, you know that? Like almost a crisp. Fuckin' monster.
he catches the way she pauses when talking about her friend, but man, he's the last person who can call that kind of stuff out when he can't talk about his own friends without having like six internal monologues go on. his brow furrows, but he'll smile a little, understanding, and just let her talk. ]
Most of what we did together was illegal so I can let it pass. [ She says, eyes on the bacon. A bit more light, like she's trying to distract from the melancholy in her expression: ] Not gonna let that shit pass for you, though. Don't do drugs.
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Beau...
[ what is he supposed to do, here...? ]
... what'd he do to make you so mad?
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He just. Rubs me the wrong way. Locked me out on a balcony, told me to jump off it. Called me girl. Used my shit on my profile against me. Nothing like - nothing super awful. Now that I know he kicked your ass I like him even less.
I've dealt with way worse than him. And he's a bitch, I made him eat the floor the first time, but. Dicks like him get under my skin.
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Jesus, what is wrong with this dude? What's his damage? Who just--goes around constantly antagonizing people for no good reason? I knew he was just a bully. He kept lecturing me the whole time about being a naive, idiot child who doesn't understand anything, but that stuff never had anything to do with it at all, I bet. He just wanted to push somebody around.
[ a deep breath in, and an explosive sigh out. and he'll nod slowly. ]
... I could have fought back. I had a couple of opportunities to retaliate and just--I dunno. I just didn't want to hurt him.
[ very flatly: ] He was trying to prove some kind of point, I guess, and just decided that slamming me into the liquor cabinets was the best way to do that.
[ haha so hey guess who fucked up the lounge ]
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[ A beat. ] I was wondering what happened to the lounge.
[ NOT THAT SHE CAN SAY ANYTHING considering her and galo fucking destroyed all the plates in the kitchen??? for fun... Anyway. Come along, Issac, it's time to sit on a stool in the kitchen while Beau cooks. ]
Look, I know his type, and you're right. He's one of those big fucking bullies who get off on how much better they think they are than everybody else. You can handle him. And if you can't, just lemme know and I'll kick him in the jewels again.
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... you're not the first person to say that.
[ haha yea the lounge thing gets no comment but he does go a little red in the face. it's fine. thanks beau you're the best!!!!
he's still just in a bad mood that asch is the way he is but at least he can sit down and pout about it while beau is cooking. if nothing else, she manages to wring a brief smile from him. ]
... yeah. I know. Whatever happens, it's good to know you can kick his butt.
[ dude DESERVES IT. ]
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Definitely can. [ She says, peering over her should with a bit of a grin. ] Maybe I can show you how, too - not saying you're bad in a fight, but I could pass on some shit my teacher told me, if you want.
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[ this is his somewhat tsun way of saying "thanks beau that is SUPER cool and i would LOVE IT." ]
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Deal. I can't show you everything I can do because I'm blocked off, but I can still fight. [ She squints down at the pan, muttering something about the heat. ]
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Shoot! Sorry, Beau. I'm just sitting here... what can I do to help?
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I was gonna touch it. [ that would've been real bad ]
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Yeah, yeah, I heard you. [ She says, fond. ] Help me figure out if the bacon's gonna burn or not.
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Jeez, this is pretty hot! [ He'll poke at the bacon with whatever kitchen implement is at hand. ] I think we can save it from burning. [ with a little smile up at her. ]
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Good. I can't stand wasting bacon. One of my friends, he -- [ A pause. Her expression shifts just slightly, and then she continues, looking down at the pan instead. ] He liked it completely burnt, you know that? Like almost a crisp. Fuckin' monster.
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aka isaac tries to duck, going "hey!"
but mostly just lets it happen.
he catches the way she pauses when talking about her friend, but man, he's the last person who can call that kind of stuff out when he can't talk about his own friends without having like six internal monologues go on. his brow furrows, but he'll smile a little, understanding, and just let her talk. ]
Pretty sure that's, like, illegal.
[ helpfully, while turning the bacon over. ]
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Most of what we did together was illegal so I can let it pass. [ She says, eyes on the bacon. A bit more light, like she's trying to distract from the melancholy in her expression: ] Not gonna let that shit pass for you, though. Don't do drugs.
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[ gets all huffy n shit but
it's in some small part to help distract her from the sadness he can see around her eyes. ]
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Yeah I can, because I'm like twice your age. [ HE BABY. ] I'm older and wiser and shit. Probably.
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[ he's
teasing ]