hsv. Legacy's room. Breaking up is hard to do. (unfinished)

[dens_extra_pups]

Shane: *standing just outside the door of the apartment that his girlfriend shares with her friends. Doesn't see her alter brother walking up because he's too busy hitting his head against the wall with some pretty solid thuds*

ToSLegacy: *calmly* You're going to give yourself a hell of a headache.

Shane: *startles and does Deer in the Headlights, then turns away* *shoulders are hanging and his beer can is crushed, despite not having been opened*

ToSLegacy: Charms, what's eating you?

Shane: *hunches shoulders and scowls* Don't you have somewhere to be?

ToSLegacy: Not right now, no. *leans back against the wall and crosses his arms, studying you, Shane. The effect of being serious is kinda ruined by him being shorter than you, but he's trying, okay?*

Shane: *squishes the can worse and turns to move off with the air of a man who is running away*

ToSLegacy: *quietly* At least let her dump you before you run off.

Shane: *whirls angrily* What kind of rat *nope* do you think I am? Only a *really uncomplimentary* would leave a girl when she's so sick!

ToSLegacy: She's been thinking of breaking up with you, because she feels it's not fair to you to be tied down to someone who can't be a navigator anymore.

Shane: *stunned expression as he wilts again* Did she tell you all that?

ToSLegacy: She kept going back to "not fair to him" when I was trying to cheer her up earlier. It wasn't too hard to figure out from there.

Shane: *turns away once more, his face crumpling into tears* It's because I've been such a stupid *bleeeeeep*.

ToSLegacy: If you were, you'd have been long gone by now.

Shane: *scrubs at his face with his sleeve, and then yelps as beer gets in his eyes* *cussing!*

ToSLegacy: *grabs Shane and drags him back inside and over to the kitchen sink, making soothing sounds all the while*

Shane: *cussing sulfurously, and it's all self directed*

ToSLegacy: *will make sure Shane isn't at risk for a repeat of beer-to-the-eye, then move to try and drag the taller man back toward the elevator* So do something about that, and talk to her. You two were friends before, and she values that friendship, or she wouldn't be trying to do what's best for you, romantically.

Shane: *stumbling and trying to put on the brakes even as he looks back at the sweater that just got yanked off and tossed aside* She gave me that...

ToSLegacy: You can put it back on after you talk to her.

Shane: *tries again with the brakes* I'm not leavin' her. She needs me.

ToSLegacy: You can date other people and still be her friend, doofus.

Shane: *manages to stop and gives his arm a jerk* What kind of *bleeper* are you? You don't dump a girl when she's sick!

ToSLegacy: ... Okay, clearly you didn't LISTEN to the part where I mentioned she was thinking about breaking up with you.


meanwhile


Shane's phone: *starts playing a dorky tune from where he left it under a purring little orange fuzzy thing on Legacy's bed*

Legacy: *will try and extract the phone from under Pepper*

Pepper: *opens eyes that are still baby blue and unfocused looking, then rolls over and cutes for Mama*

Legacy: *soft snerk* Silly kitten. *will check to see if she recognizes the number*

screen: *shows an image of a brown-eyed brunette with sun freckled nose wrinkled laughingly over the helmet that she just pulled off*

Legacy: ... *raised brow* *will try and holler for Shane*

Pepper: *bounces up and pats the phone as it rings again*

girl's voice: //Shane! 'Ow's Legacy?//

Legacy: Er...

girl: *startled sound* //Oh, who's th's?//

Legacy: This is Legacy.

girl: *pause, and then happy recognition* //How're y'u feelin' 'on? Th's's Lizzy.//

Legacy: *smile brightens her face* Hey, Lizzy... I'm doing better than I was a few days ago. The doctor thinks she might have found a treatment combination that'll help.

Lizzy: //Y'u gotta ladeh doctah now? Shane jes' talked 'bout th' Scotch gah.//

Legacy: Dr. McCoy's working with her. And with the rest of the medical team... when they're not snarking at each other.

Lizzy: *frown in her voice* //Th'y sh'ldn' be doin th't 'round y'u.//

Legacy: The snark is between an older doctor and his daughter, who is my primary doctor. And the daughter's got a worse mouth than Shane when he's miscalculated a turn.

Lizzy: *impressed* //Y'u serious?//

Legacy: As serious as a ditch along the race course after a sharp turn.

Lizzy: //Dang!// *starts to talk, but falls silent for a moment* //S'mthin's squeakin'?//

Natasha: *talking up a storm as Other Mama brings her back from going potty*

Missy: *tail waving as baby talks*

Legacy: Carl and Missy found a couple orphan kittens.

Lizzy: //Ohhh. Th'y's gotta be tahny t' sound lahk th't.//

Natasha: *bounces across bed, the lace ruffle on her tiny harness standing up at funny angles*

Legacy: They've still got blue eyes.

Natasha: *leans over and talks to the phone*

Lizzy: *startled sound, and then a belly laugh* //Th's isn't th' Chahnese place. Ah cain't bring y'u takeout.//

Natasha: *little nose wrinkles curiously. Doesn't understand these words. There is no "hi, kitty" and none of her name*

Legacy: *soft snerk*

Natasha: *looks up, her tiny purbox starting up. Loves you, Mama!*

Pepper: *hisses as the door opens and Shane face plants inside the room*

Carl: *wakes from a sound sleep and rolls to his feet to go school the intruder*

Legacy: Carl, no.

ToSLegacy: *moving to help Shane up and dust him off*

Legacy: ... And there's Shane.

Missy: *moving to worry over peeps!*

Shane: *grumbling as if he just drove into a ditch*

Lizzy: //Cover y'u'r eahs, 'on.//

Legacy: Okay? *will do so*

Lizzy: //HEY, SHANE!// *laughter*

Shane: 0_0 *nearly road kills Legacy's alter brother*

ToSLegacy: Awk!

Missy: *whuff!*

Legacy: ... Great. He nearly roadkilled my brother.

Lizzy: //Wh't 'n *beep*'d 'e do th't f'r?//

Legacy: You startled him. *amused, but also a bit sad now as she thinks back on her earlier conversation with her alter brother*

Shane: *finds himself hustled over to the chair by the bed by a large dog and a small man* *wibble*

Lizzy: *cheerfully expresses the opinion that Shane's lovestruck*

Shane: *crimson face*

Legacy: *breath hitches quietly*

ToSLegacy: *moves to give support*

Shane: *buries his face in his hands as he sits in the chair. Elbows on knees*

Lizzy: *waits for snark. Then, puzzled* //Gahs?//

ToSLegacy: *moving to get the phone from Legacy*

Shane: *calls himself something VERY uncomplimentary in an audible mutter*

Missy: Whuff!