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[for Nicki and Lloyd] after the fight

Jan 31, 2010 05:15

It's been a few says since the fight, if you can really even call it that. Miguel prefers not to, thinks it's better in the long run if he thinks about it as that time he got pissed and beat up a stranger for no reason ( Read more... )

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howto_submit February 1 2010, 03:02:53 UTC

She hated those communal bathrooms. They were beyond inappropriate, and she could feel her skin crawl every time she stepped into them, but the showers in the compound were always better than what she could get from the plumbing in her own hut, and she might've been just a piece of Juniper Creek Compound trash, but she'd always enjoyed the simple luxury of a flushing toilet.

Throwing open the door, she let out a sharp gasp of surprise, descending on him with a look of both accusation and concern.

"What have you gone and done to yourself?"

number97a413 February 2 2010, 00:40:43 UTC

Though he will deny it later, Miguel totally shrinks up against the sink in some effort to protect himself from her. Which he thinks is justified, on the one hand because Nicki is kind of terrifying, and on the other because she does things like drag him off to see corpsicles.

Not that being an ass has much to do with self-preservation: "I just decided to punch myself in the head, repeatedly. What the fuck do you think I did to myself?"

howto_submit February 3 2010, 04:29:30 UTC

"Well, I can see that sour attitude of yours is still intact," she replied stiffly, cocking her head and leveling him with a look that was unmistakably unamused.

"Would you like to continue prodding at yourself in peace, or would you like a little help?"

number97a413 February 4 2010, 21:14:54 UTC

"Hey," he says, holding up his hands and shrugging like she's the one who needs to chill, "if you want to put your hands all over me, I ain't gonna say no."

Another time, it might be flirtation; today, he's just being a dick.

howto_submit February 5 2010, 02:51:02 UTC

She stared him down for a long moment, arms folded calmly across her chest and one brow arching toward her hairline. It was a rare thing, having a man speak to her that way, but instead of getting flustered, like so many of her sisters would have done, she reached out and grabbed his ear, giving it a sharp, pinching twist. It certainly wasn't a punch, it wasn't even a slap. It was something she might have done to a naughty child, or to one of her sisters or brothers when they were being mildly annoying.

If he was going to act like a child, she would treat him like a child.

"You will not talk to me like that, do you understand me?" she warned before letting him go.

number97a413 February 5 2010, 05:10:12 UTC

"Jesus fucking Christ ow," he mutters, waving his hands to ward her off in case she's going to grab the other ear for the curse, or something. "Alright, I'm sorry." Nobody's done that to him since he was six for chrissakes, but somehow, he's not surprised. Not that it's her.

"Your bedside manner could use a lot of work," he says, rubbing his ear.

howto_submit February 5 2010, 05:32:37 UTC

"So I've been told," she muttered, taking a step back from him and resting her hands on her hips.

"It's been a few days, now, hasn't it? I hope you bothered to wash those out. If not, it's too late now."

number97a413 February 5 2010, 19:18:23 UTC

"I'm not stupid" he complains. It's not like this is the first shower he's taken since the fight, cleanliness being next to godliness and the routine beaten into him at Oz. "Just haven't bothered with the clinic," he explains. "Figure they've got better shit to do."

It's not like anything's broken. That kid was more stupid than strong.

howto_submit February 7 2010, 02:50:49 UTC

"Oh, for pity's sake, they're bored out of their minds over there," she said with a dismissive wave of her hand. Still, if he wanted to be a stubborn child about it, she wasn't going to bother stopping him. She wasn't his mother.

"Well, whatever you were fighting over, I hope it was worth it."

number97a413 February 8 2010, 20:00:13 UTC

Yeah, but the doctors knew him and some of the doctors were shrinks, or fucking shrinks, or just friends, and he doesn't want to explain this shit to Reid, either.

"Not really," he admits. "I don't really even know how the fuck it happened, mostly I think we were fighting just to fight. Like, for fun, except it wasn't, really." Especially not for the other guy, and that's what eats at him. Having fun like that at the kid's expense, even if the kid could have walked away.

howto_submit February 10 2010, 18:34:03 UTC

Rolling her eyes with a dramatic sigh, she muttered, "Boys," with an unmistakable edge of amusement. There were always fights on the Compound, and as much as Papa tried to teach peace and harmony, he always encouraged the men to show their dominance in any way they felt necessary.

"Always marking your territory in one way or another."

number97a413 February 10 2010, 18:50:34 UTC

Miguel grins like a little kid at that, ducking his head and everything. Which fucking hurts, so he stops. "Next time I'll make sure I'm defending your honor or some shit," he promises.

howto_submit February 10 2010, 19:16:55 UTC

"I can defend my own honor, thank you very much," she said stiffly, but she couldn't help but puff up a little at the suggestion.

She considered him for a moment, a frown tugging at her mouth, then she asked curiously, "Miguel, why haven't you taken a wife. You're certainly of age for it."

number97a413 February 10 2010, 19:22:27 UTC

His expression gets lost on the way to horrified and makes a pit stop at what the fuck. Sometimes he forgets that this chick is almost as crazy as he is. "Are you kidding or offering," he asks, because he's not sure why else the topic's come up.

"I don't even have a girlfriend, how the fuck would I get married?"

howto_submit February 10 2010, 21:09:19 UTC

"I'm not offering," she said, visibly scandalized at the very idea. "I just don't understand how you men expect to function without a family to get you through. You certainly wouldn't be in the bathroom alone, poking at your days old and still bleeding split lip if you had a woman around, I'll tell you that much."

number97a413 February 11 2010, 07:20:27 UTC

"Maybe I like my split lip," he mutters petulantly, fully aware of just how shit he is at functioning on his own. Shane wasn't his wife but she'd still been a lot of help, just knowing he had someone at home he had to be on his meds for.

Instead of leaving his meds at home so the guy he spends his day with doesn't ever see them.

"I don't think it'd be fair," not if he's being honest about it, "to have someone take care of me like that. I'd need them way too much for shit to come out even between us."

He doesn't even want to talk about kids, maybe not ever again.

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