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=05= [audio]

Jul 07, 2009 12:39

Hey, hey, Axelllll. I asked the police station in town, and they said that you had to fill out forms and stuff for a restraining order. It takes a while to get the order through court, too. Still haven't found the ice cream, either ( Read more... )

ic, making waffles, disturbia, questions, because people need help

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[audio] down_to_nowhere July 8 2009, 06:20:32 UTC

[Mello's out of it enough that he pretty much just picked up on one noun and fixated on it.]

Waffles?

[audio] solaeuftderhase July 8 2009, 06:24:43 UTC

[Well, this certainly isn't his Mello, but that's no reason to differentiate!]

Mmhm. Waffles!

[audio] down_to_nowhere July 8 2009, 06:35:34 UTC

If you're handing them out, can we bum a few?

[audio] solaeuftderhase July 8 2009, 07:02:55 UTC

Sure! Where should I drop them off?

[audio || screened, unhackable] down_to_nowhere July 8 2009, 07:11:05 UTC

Apartment 105. Knock quietly, I'll hear you.

[audio || screened, unhackable] solaeuftderhase July 8 2009, 07:28:35 UTC

Uh huh, okay! [In the background, he's loading up another batch.] Do you need syrup?

[audio || screened, unhackable] down_to_nowhere July 8 2009, 07:30:06 UTC

Hey, if you've got it, knock yourself out.

[Supplies in the war zone are running low.]

[audio || screened, unhackable] solaeuftderhase July 8 2009, 07:45:05 UTC

That sounds painful!

[action]

[One small timeskip later, Momiji's tapping at Mello's door, waffle container under one arm and a bottle of syrup in his other hand.]

[Action] down_to_nowhere July 8 2009, 07:49:19 UTC

[Exhausted, unwashed--his hair's in a ponytail right now to try to hide how dirty it is--and barefoot, Mello opens the door and blinks at Momiji.]

You take everything so fucking literally. But, hey, thanks, kid. Do you- [He gestures to the interior of the apartment in halfhearted invitation.]

[Action] solaeuftderhase July 8 2009, 08:01:45 UTC

[Momiji blinks. Ah, this is Mello! He looks sort of tired. Momiji grins. He's in his usual button-up and jeans.]

Yeah, sure, thanks!! [He walks in and spins around a bit...] Wow, how long have you been awake?

[Action] down_to_nowhere July 8 2009, 08:07:44 UTC

I don't even know, man.

[Wow, cheery kid. Mello persists in thinking of him as a kid, even though there's only three years' difference in their ages.]

I slept for a couple hours yesterday? My friend- [Gesturing vaguely towards Matt's room, with its closed door.] -was in the hospital a bit ago.

[Action] solaeuftderhase July 8 2009, 08:13:53 UTC

Eh? What happened? Was he sick or hurt? Will he die if you don't stay up with him?

[Everyone tends to fall under "friend" in Momiji's mental checklist. Age never really enters the picture!]

[Action] down_to_nowhere July 8 2009, 08:21:35 UTC

He was sick. He's a- a paraplegic. [This might be the first time Mello's said that out loud; it certainly doesn't come out easily.] And. Drug interactions're tricky, y'know? I just wanna be sure he's okay. [He's frustrated and sleep-deprived enough that he might start babbling if Momiji asks for details.]

Right. Kitchen. [Pointing to it.]

[Action] solaeuftderhase July 8 2009, 08:30:18 UTC

Uh-huh, but you look too tired to do that carefully, you know? [He walks over and puts down his cargo on the counter, surveying the apartment.]

[Action] down_to_nowhere July 8 2009, 08:39:37 UTC

[It's essentially the same as the other Becker Heights apartments, but shelves and countertops are a little lower, doorways and halls a little wider. Mello follows Momiji into the kitchen.]

I'm all right. [A laugh, humorless.] It's hard as fuck to help somebody who doesn't want help.

[Action] solaeuftderhase July 8 2009, 08:55:02 UTC

[He smiles. Ah, memories.] It sure is! [A pause, and he comments offhandedly.] I'm sure it must be even harder if you don't have someone to help you. Other people come, right?

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