Bender 2

[hisnameisthecaptain]

 

[[ Location: IN YOUR HOME ]]

[The Captain is in your home.  Yes your home.  He is a haggard looking man.  He has one arm in a sling, having recently broken it upon entering Mayfield.

It seems The Captain is very drunk.

Any of these things are possible:

--There is an empty bottle of liquor on your living room floor.  Your front door is open and he is currently searching your kitchen for a late night snack or another bottle of alcohol. 

--He is laying on your couch, smelling of booze with a half empty bottle in his good hand.  He is moaning and groaning about something.  You hear the name Beyond and Tabitha.  Again the front door is wide open.

--He is in your garage, so very lost.  Knocking things over and cursing loudly as he crashes around.

--He is in your back yard arguing with your tree.  He'll throw his bottle of booze at it and then get very upset over not having anymore booze.

Do as you would if any of these events happened at your house.]

Comments

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[He tries to focus on all those questions coming at him.]

Not.... here....?

☠☠☠☠ that's what I was trying to find out! I think the vodka might know....

☠☠☠☠

....

....

☠☠☠☠

[notmytomorrow.livejournal.com]

[[She pulls her hand back with a sigh, leaning in and speaking very carefully lest he decide she's apeshit. And she was in SUCH a good mood, too...]]

I'm going to let you in on what's happened and what's going on. But you have to promise not to call me crazy. You have to trust me. I'm not here to be a bitch or anything, I'm a nurse. I'm here to give you all the help you need, and once you get back on your feet we can find your new residence and you can ask questions of your new family, all right?

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[He was having a hard time to follow that, too many sentences... but he got at least one point.]

No, I know what's behind this ☠☠☠☠. When I find Beyond I am going to ☠☠☠☠ murder them like a ☠☠☠☠ hero.

[notmytomorrow.livejournal.com]

[[Frown.]]

I know no one here, no man or woman or pet, no organization or business, that goes by that name. I do not believe heroes would commit murder, either.

You should eat those crackers. It will really help. If you want to take a cold shower, it'll make you feel better. Just feel free.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

They're not people, they're broccoli. ☠☠☠☠ creepy, angry broccoli.

They're ☠☠☠☠ super secret... I don't want crackers...

[notmytomorrow.livejournal.com]

OK...let me try this another way.

[[She moves to crouch down next to him, wiping his hand clean of ew ew ew vomit, and putting hers over it gently.]]

You need medical attention. I'm a nurse. You've clearly come from a very different world, but there are new rules here. If you don't know them, bad things will happen to you. If you can't tell me where you live, I'll have to make a phone call. If I make a phone call, you'll have to listen in.

If I let you go back out on the street, you won't be able to walk straight and may end up messing up your arm even more. It's rude and impolite to come into someone's home without an invitation and their turn down their hospitality.

[[Now that THAT'S out of the way.]]

You need some substance within you due to only having nothing more than alcohol, and now that your stomach is completely void and your thinking is still unclear, you need to eat something. Bread is very good for you when you've been drinking. I'll make you a sandwich, but you aren't about to leave without anything being on your stomach.

[[She smiles, tilting her head to the side.]]

Understand?

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[Oh yeah, The Captain's eyes lost focus after the second sentence and soon enough he lost track of that... his eyes drooping some.]

... and floating super baby heads.....

[notmytomorrow.livejournal.com]

[[Oh God, he's a TIRED drunk. Lisa wonders if B will come home, or if he'll even care that an odd man is resting on their couch.

She thinks. She could kick him out and tell him to get home. But that's not like her. She rolls her eyes at herself and stares at the crackers. He obviously soaked in absolutely NONE of that, but that's OK. He'll make a phone call later and wish he'd listened.]]

Right. Floating super baby heads. Got it.

I think you should rest.

[[And eat some GD crackers!]]

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[His head would dip some and he'd continue to mutter.]

I'm a ☠☠☠☠ hero... Tabitha... ☠☠☠☠ Dirk Anger...

[notmytomorrow.livejournal.com]

[[Most drunks talk about some weird stuff, it's okay. She's more than used to it.

She sighs and slips his shoes off, pushing him back on the couch and moving the bucket out of the way.]]

Just rest. I'll be in the kitchen cooking dinner. We'll see if you feel better in a few hours.

[[SO NOT WHAT SHE WANTED TO DO ON HER DAY OFF.]]

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[Laid back, he snored. The Captain was out.]