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Like the Barenaked Ladies

Who: Shizuo and OPEN
When: August 7th-13th
Where: Specified with each prompt
What: Let's just say that it's been quite a week.

I. Ra's Third Destruction - August 7th (Temple of Ra)
[ It'd been a while, and Izumo hadn't shown up at the bar. Like at all. Which was starting to get Shizuo very concerned. Enough that he did something that he would otherwise never go about doing; Actually invite himself to Mikoto/Ra's temple. Imagine his surprise when there were two giant and neon purple, pink and green centipedes crawling all over the structure and already having started to break through the walls' integrity. ]

Ah... Shit.

[ There's no borderline, which meant something happened to Izumo. Which has the blond looking to see if he can grab someone to run assistance. And him without those damn gauntlets that were made for this exact thing. ]

II. Double Vision Delivery - August 7th (The Far Shore)
[ While not in the best state right now, Shizuo was walking down the paths and across the Far Shore with two people that were in far worse shape than he was. If being comatose and snoozing away counted as worse shape, at least. Which meant anyone could see the awkward scene of Shizuo trying to carry the two over one shoulder, as his other arm hung limp as a wet noodle at his side.

Look, it's weird and out in the open for anyone to see. That can't be helped. It's less awkward than the destroyed temple. ]

III. Double Cross's Delayed Debut - August 8th-10th (Double Cross Bar)
[ This was about the time that Double Cross was supposed to officially open for business. It was certainly supposed to be one of these days. However the bar had this thing going on where, despite the time it was actively being renovated, people could still be served if they showed up and Izumo was around. The supplies were in, everything was cleaned up and that wall of photos had started to get filled out.

Now there was a different blond in place, manning the bar. Not that everyone noticed when they first got in; after all, they looked similar enough for some people. The main thing is that they sounded different. Shizuo's voice was deeper, despite being the thinner/more waif of the two. The other is that this blond wore a black vest instead of a nice suit jacket, though both were suitable for a bartender's uniform. ]

Welcome.

IV. Poor Man's Football - August 9th - 13th (Abandoned Temples)
[ Hearing strange and loud sounds from the abandoned temples is nothing new. Unless you haven't been here for long, it was a regular enough occurrence that it usually meant someone was training or working on something.

This time, though it was hard to tell when or how he got them there (or from where,) there was a junk car and motorcycle on the temple property. Given the notice for being crushed, they weren't stolen from someone who would actually care enough to miss it. Neither had wheels, and judging by the lack of shattered fiberglass and filaments, the lights were also gone.

Today's disastrous sounds were coming from Shizuo, currently bound with one arm in a sling, trying to kick the motorcycle carcass up to bounce up onto his knee. The trick isn't kicking it up- it's managing the height and angle to easily get to his knee. Just as the difficulty for any other football trick is. ]

C'mon. I know I can do this...

V. Cat Tower Tribulations - August 9th - 12th (Aine's Temple)
[ After getting his shoulder looked at, and 'advised' to wear the sling again for a few days, there was a new challenge that started presenting itself. For, at the temple, there were two sets of problems. By two sets, that meant two striped kittens that went by the names Eun and Min. When he wore the sling for all of the first two days after the ablution, they weren't a problem because he was mostly sleeping that time away. Now he was moving around, and with one arm unable to stop them, it wasn't long until they realized he was a moving cat tower.

The problem is that he didn't know they were there until he saw something, and that only alerted him to one of the felines. If he saw the grey striped one, then the brown one was probably on his back or something. This was probably one of their more favorite games. ]

Oi, stop- Dammit, not again.

[ Help. ]

VI. The Wildcard
[ Come up with something, anything, for this time period if none of the other prompts fits. You can either just toss that in, or plot with me at

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The others might've noticed. As long as she's quiet and behind me enough, they pretty much can do whatever they want without me knowing.

[ Out of sight, out of mind. Even if they're latched onto the back of his leg. Shizuo definitely fit the role of a moving cat tree pretty well. ]

Ah... I was just gonna grab something small. I don't have to be out until later, so I was just gonna relax.

[ She smiles at that and gives him a nudge towards one of the chairs. ] Then relax. You're still healing, after all. I'll get you something. Make sure you don't sit on a cat.

It's just a shoulder. I don't need to be waited on or taken care of...

[ But he also doesn't have the energy to really argue. Which is why he's nudged along and, well, he's going to have to actually check himself, more than the chair, to make sure there's no cat attached to him anywhere. ]

For all we know, my shoulder's completely fine at this point. I was just told to keep the sling on, so that's what I'm doing.

[ TMW being painless is straight up a pain in the ass to deal with. ]

Maybe not, but it makes me feel better if I can, so humor me.

[ She helps him check his back for their missing kitten - thankfully not attached to him - before he sits, then moves to the fridge to start looking for something to put together for breakfast. This is still not her area of expertise, but simpler meals to put together are easy enough, although she's still trying to figure out this world's rules about which food is good for which meal. Back home, food was food, and while some were more popular for a certain time of day, it had been a long time since she'd stuck to that. So things like chicken or steak for breakfast or a pastry later in the day didn't matter one way or another to her. ]

Since Hakkai told you to keep it on for a specific length of time, that's what you should do. he;s the Healer.

Is there anything you're hungry for?

It's the only reason why I've got it.

[ Hakkai's biggest warning was that the arm might feel weak, whatever that could mean. The only thing that came with it was a threat if he had to heal the shoulder again, for not following his directions. Shizuo wasn't sure how Hakkai planned on managing to glue his arm to his side, but he decided it was better to not find out. ]

I wasn't really hungry for anything, honestly... I was just going to grab something small because I should.

[ Maybe someday he'll stop punishing himself and eat as much as he should. ~~Especially if it starts affecting prayers and people's safety.~~ ]

You're right. You should.

[ And at the moment, she's not accepting "something small" as an answer, so she just starts plucking leftovers out of the fridge and laying them out on the table, the various remnants from at least three meals. And a carton of milk.

She beams at him expectantly. ]

Here, this should work for breakfast, don't you think?

[ Why does this seem like some of his leftovers being pulled out and set in front of him. On top of that, even a carton. Seeing as he wasn't wearing his sunglasses, the unsure expression in his face was all the more easily seen and transparent. ]

It's, uh... A bit much, Yona.

[ Shizuo, the milk is going to go bad if you keep not drinking it. Too much was purchased. It only lasts so long. ]

When I said something small, I meant maybe an apple.

What a good idea.

[ She gets up and grabs an apple. And then sits it down with the leftovers. Not in place of. ]

Those are good for you.

Uh...

[ How is there suddenly more food after he said this was too much? ]

I really don't think I'm gonna be able to stomach all this. Not as I am.

Not as you are?

[ She gives him a patient look at that, waiting for him to explain. ]

Are you still feeling ill? Should I call Hakkai again?

I was never feeling ill. Besides, there's no reason to bring him back here.

[ Aside from his shoulder being a little better (not enough to remove the sling,) he's almost exactly the same. ]

I mean, I'm fine. I just don't want to eat that much.

I'm not sure you've been eating enough, Shizuo. [ She confesses this as gently as she can, unsure how else to bring up the topic that's been worrying her. ] Okay, so you don't have to eat everything here, but at least try for a meal a little larger than just an apple?

It's not like shinki can die of starvation or anything like that.

[ Really, it's not like his hunger levels have changed at all. He just ate until it seemed like enough and that his stomach was full enough.

Of course, this was exactly why he's been so listless. Aside from him just going through the motions of licking his wounds or whatever. ]

I won't promise anything, save for that I'll try. Sound good?

[ Shizuo, you have had enough brushes with death of late that she's not taking any more risks right now.

But she nods at his words all the same, willing to compromise to that length. ]

As long as you try. That will be enough.

[ Technically death has already taken Shizuo out for dinner and turned him over. That's how he got here. At this point, death is just blowing kisses at him, and it's kinda only happened once. ]

Good. Cuz it's the best either of us could hope to get.

[ Of course the first thing he bites into actually is that apple. ]

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