no longer must i sweep for you

[iron_fister]

WHO: Danny and anyone who wants to visit him (tag yourself in!)
WHERE: His apartment
WHEN: July 28th, all-day
WARNINGS: Possible mentions of drugs and shit. Cass' guitar playing.
SUMMARY: After a day or two of rest, Danny's growing impatient and wants social interaction. And food. Fatty.
FORMAT: Quicklog!

Comments

Presumably with Nill?

[lukefuckingcage]

[ Like shit Luke is gonna be kept from Danny for long. He practically barges in without knocking and checks the rooms until he finds Danny rolling around in bed when he should be recovering. He tosses a Chinese take out box at him. ]

Hey.

with nill!

[brevipennate]

[She kind of sneaks in behind him, her wings pressed close to her back so that hopefully nobody in the hospital will look too closely. She's all dressed up nice, and when she sees Danny, she runs over to his bedside, wings flaring out and her face alarmed.]

oh look it's Danny's husband and kid

[iron_fister]

[Juggles the take out box before catching it, spilling a bit of it on his bed. Grins at Luke, nodding his thanks. Opens the box when Nill comes in and... worries over him. Smiles and puts down the box. Pats her head. Speaks to both of them:] Hey.

[lukefuckingcage]

You're an idiot. [ Luke points out immediately, but he can't stay mad when Nill is fussing over Danny and Danny is being a goof with his food again. Luke sighs and sits at the edge of Danny's bed, opening up his own take out box and helping himself to noodles. ]

[iron_fister]

[It takes awhile for Danny to reach the door, and Connor might hear what sounds like a person tripping and falling and banging into things. Then some soft cursing. And then Danny finally opens the door.]

Oh! It's you!

[iron_fister]

No. It's fine. I'm fine... [Stares at Connor for a minute as if wondering what... to do...]

You... want to come in?

[batghoul]

[Cass, being a bat-person, is physically incapable of just using the door like a normal person. Danny may notice a strange, purple-mohawked person peeking through the window before Cass climbs into the room with a small wave, guitar in tow.]

[iron_fister]

[Danny's pretty used to weirdoes climbing through his windows. Though the guitar is a cute touch. He smiles, raising a brow at the mohawk.]

You changed your hair?

[batghoul]

Yeah. Wanted a... change.

[She smiles slightly, setting her guitar against the wall for now.]

How are you?

[iron_fister]

Feeling better. [He shifts on the bed, sitting up.] I like it. The hair, I mean.

[mansansfear]

[Matt arrives via the window, as suggested by Danny, and he comes bearing gifts of a jumbo sized package of fig newtons and an extra large jug of orange juice. Also, there's a pack of cards in his pocket, just in case Danny is extra bored and needs a way to amuse himself. There may or may not also be a pack of gum, a Snickers bar, and a few random magazines in the bag Matt is carrying as well. It would seem that he has raided a convenience store for things that might be of some entertainment value. Anyway, Matt arrives through the window, and while that might not look odd to those who know who he is and what he does, it probably does look somewhat out of place considering he is dressed in his civvies.]

Well, I guess I'm late to the party.

[iron_fister]

[Danny is too busy staring at how much stuff Matt brought. And wondering why he's wearing his civvies.]

... And here I thought you'd wear your costume.

[mansansfear]

It's too early for that. Besides, I've just come from work.

[He drops the bag on the bed. Enjoy the treats, Danny!]

I'm going to use my room at the MAC as a makeshift office.

[iron_fister]

For law?

[Danny really shouldn't be surprised at how Matt just dives into conversation. But he is. Digs through the bag and manages to find the fig newtons after five minutes. Opens them up and sticks on in his mouth.]

Where are you going to sleep?

[bedeviledspider]

[ Reilly has, er, a shirt wrapped over his face. Because he happens to be lounging on the wall outside Danny's window. Holding a container that smells suspiciously like maple syrup. He waits a moment to make sure no one else is lurking around, then peeks in. ] Hi. It's Reilly. I also made eggs.

[iron_fister]

[First Matt with his civvie clothes, now Reilly with a... what was that?]

What's on your head?

[bedeviledspider]

What's -- oh, right.

[ Pulls it off, looking sheepish. ] ...Makeshift mask.

[iron_fister]

You could have just used the door.

[A small grin. Beckons Reilly over to him. That food smells delicious.]