[Closed] Drums Keep Pounding Rhythm To The Brain
Who: Scar lonestray & Bosco 5_5david
When: After this thread.
Where: Scar's APT
Format: ACTION!!!!
What: Scar's sick as tits. Bosco's feeling hospitable. Kind of.
Warnings: Just the usual side effects of having Bosco in a room. Language!
[Christ, some people have no goddamn endurance. Or brains. Like Bosco. Because he sure as hell has to be all flavours of stupid to be going outside now when it's obvious that going outside is the cause of everyone becoming ill.
Nevertheless, he books it through the streets (well, books it to the best of his ability at this point) and to Scar's apartment as quickly as possible,trying to control his breathing. When he finally reaches the building he attempts to open the door. Only to find that it's locked.]
Jesus fucking Christ!
[As he kicks in the door, he doesn't even think twice about how this particular action will affect Scar. He's too focused on making sure the dumbass isn't dead because he'll be fucking damned if another person is going to die when he's capable of preventing it.
Taking only a second to survey the empty main room before him, Bosco quickly makes his way further into the apartment, stopping at the open doorway of what is obviously Scar's room. And fuck does Scar look like shit. Even worse than Bosco does and Bosco's feeling about ready to pass out or puke.
Working with the intention of keeping his adrenaline up and his body going, Bosco quickly makes his way to Scar's bedside and reached out, grabbing the man's shoulder and trying to shake him awake.]
You still alive?
When: After this thread.
Where: Scar's APT
Format: ACTION!!!!
What: Scar's sick as tits. Bosco's feeling hospitable. Kind of.
Warnings: Just the usual side effects of having Bosco in a room. Language!
[Christ, some people have no goddamn endurance. Or brains. Like Bosco. Because he sure as hell has to be all flavours of stupid to be going outside now when it's obvious that going outside is the cause of everyone becoming ill.
Nevertheless, he books it through the streets (well, books it to the best of his ability at this point) and to Scar's apartment as quickly as possible,trying to control his breathing. When he finally reaches the building he attempts to open the door. Only to find that it's locked.]
Jesus fucking Christ!
[As he kicks in the door, he doesn't even think twice about how this particular action will affect Scar. He's too focused on making sure the dumbass isn't dead because he'll be fucking damned if another person is going to die when he's capable of preventing it.
Taking only a second to survey the empty main room before him, Bosco quickly makes his way further into the apartment, stopping at the open doorway of what is obviously Scar's room. And fuck does Scar look like shit. Even worse than Bosco does and Bosco's feeling about ready to pass out or puke.
Working with the intention of keeping his adrenaline up and his body going, Bosco quickly makes his way to Scar's bedside and reached out, grabbing the man's shoulder and trying to shake him awake.]
You still alive?