oo4. haven't slept for weeks, drink some of this. it'll put color in your cheeks

[hotfrombehind]

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[Pyro is just walking around, like usual Mayfield. But today he looks a lot more tired than usual: his steps falter and sometimes he looks close to falling on his face. Every time he trips on himself, he manages to get back up, muttering to himself. Approach him if you dare.]

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[A few hours and a short nap later, Pyro

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[retardantflame]

[She notices and tries to trip him; sticking a foot out to see if it catches him.]

Hey there, Blue. What's eatin' ya?

[hotfrombehind]

[He falls, naturally, but he doesn't jump up and glare at her. He simply mumbles to himself and moves to sit up.]

Nothin'. Ground's just being fucking weird again. Does that sometimes, y'know? It's like it knows that I ain't sleepin' or whatever. Fucking psychic ground, Red. You should watch out.

[retardantflame]

Um. Okay? Why haven't ya been sleepin', then? [She sits down next to him. Why not?]

[hotfrombehind]

'Cause sleeping fucking sucks. 'Sides, thing's're more interesting when I don't sleep, y'know? Feel more... well, awake that way.

[Have a hollow laugh.]

phone;

[ironicjournal]

Tried usin' the drones for human bowling yet?

phone;

[hotfrombehind]

Huh. Nope. Can't be any more fun than fucking setting 'em on fire.

phone;

[ironicjournal]

Gonna have to agree to disagree, oh fidgety compadre mine. Human bowling is the big fat fucking cherry on the boredom sundae, right up there with newspaper comics and hashrap battles.

phone;

[hotfrombehind]

Fidgety? How the fuck can y'know I'm fidgety, we're talking over the fucking phone.

Alright, fine. So what d'you do, set 'em up in a few rows and throw shit at them?