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!
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i am not your broom! )
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What's on your head?
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[ Pulls it off, looking sheepish. ] ...Makeshift mask.
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[A small grin. Beckons Reilly over to him. That food smells delicious.]
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[Grabs the food, opens it. Looks very impressed.]
You made this?
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[He leans against the bedside table for support as he stands. Wobbles a bit, but manages.]
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I don't want to play Patronize the Recovering Guy, but I can get a fork.
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Just... let me lean on you.
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[There's a pause while Danny considers explaining. Takes a deep breath.] I'm mostly healed. Just. Standing and walking are tiring me out. Because of my powers and all.
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[ Then, there's yet another pause as Reilly debates even mentioning this, since it'll only lead to more questions -- but small talk will make this go faster. So.] What? "With great power comes greatly odd side-effects"? ...I can understand that.
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Is that what happened? Your powers backfired on you?
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[Aaaaand that will lead to further questions. Good job, Danny.]
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