50th Hangover - Not Superman [Event!]

[heartstar_blues]

A) [Action | 950 Beulah Street]

[He's piling burnable things in the living room. Breaking apart furniture, the TV, you name it.

He's also stock piling his alcohol.]

Yeah, this'll last us.

[No, it won't. It's also likely to lead to disaster.

Housemate might want to help him or find a safer place to wait this out.]

B) [Action | A Snowbank in

Comments

C

[a_gentle_boy]

[It is quite cold.

Despite this, Lucas seems to not be too terribly affected by the temperature. Whether this is because of his PSI or because he has thick skin in general, he's calmly going down the street on his table looking out for people who might need help.

He squints a little as he peers down the street.]

...Mr. Captain?

C

[heartstar_blues]

[Waves a numb hand at Lucas as he forces himself to trudge through the snow.]

H-hey kid...

[His other hand pulls out his flask again, drinking for warmth.]

[a_gentle_boy]

[On Dasher on Dancer on Prancer on Vixen the table gallops forward quickly before Lucas jumps off.]

What're you doing outside like this? You look like you're half-frozen...!

[heartstar_blues]

[Yeah, probably more than half even.

Shivering like a fiend.]

Flight gave out, I'm kinda stuck w-walking.

[a_gentle_boy]

The regains are going, right? The table disappeared once...

Still, you've got to get inside! Anyone here would let you stay... C'mon, Mr. Captain.

[tug tug tug]

[heartstar_blues]

I guess so. Explain why I am walking in snow.

Anyone?

I don't think you realize how many people in town I've pissed off.

[a_gentle_boy]

That doesn't matter. No one would let you die.

...Here, get on the table if you don't want to ask someone nearby.

[heartstar_blues]

Sure. I can't feel my toes anyways.

[He got up on the table because... well... better than his sneakers and snow.]

[a_gentle_boy]

Hurry...!

[And Lucas will climb up ahead of the Captain and spur his table onwards. The Captain will begin to receive a few doses of healing as they go.]

[heartstar_blues]

[The Captain does, more so as a reaction to being told than actual self preservation.

He rides along. At least he's getting feeling back to his extremities thanks to the healing.

A temporary fix to the damage he is causing himself.]

I hate winter...

[a_gentle_boy]

You... just have to be prepared for it, that's all.

[Lucas glances back at the Captain worriedly.]

If you've got frostbite, that might be a little troublesome... Rub your hands and feet together, Mr. Captain.

[heartstar_blues]

[He does so, even if he isn't in a good mood.]

You'd think I'd get used to my powers failing me by now.

I was doing great until I hit that snow bank.

[a_gentle_boy]

((Sorry for being so late!))

That's been going on again? I've been lucky... Nothing I've noticed has gone missing yet.