I've been beat up, I've been thrown Out

[variaboss]

Who: Xanxus and YOU
What: after "mysteriously disappearing" guess who's suddenly back
When: 3 December
Where: Pride HQ and around town
Warnings: sighs Xanxus should be his own warning. Mentions of violence, physical injury/torture, branding, drug use, alcohol use, swearing, will add as needed.


I - Pride HQ
They finally let him out of the damn infirmary. Honestly, he probably should have stayed there a few more days, but Xanxus being Xanxus totally ingratiated himself to the nurses by hitting on them and thus, he had been shoved out the door to stop him from harassing them more. No big deal right?

Well, it should be because he's sort of limping his way from the infirmary back to the elevator in not but a hospital gown. But he's not embarrassed at all. No. He looks damn proud of himself, like he isn't wearing more cuts and bruises and stitches than any one person should have. He might even be whistling a little as he goes.

II - Chez Carnie
Shithole sweet shithole. It's sort of nice to get back to this place that he calls home. He doesn't really expect anyone there waiting for him. No...that's not these people. He has a fragment of that memory but he still can't put a face on the owner of those arms in that memory. Besides, he's not falling through this door. He's just going to walk right in as if he hadn't been gone. He's heading straight to his room. He needs his leathers if he's ever going to feel normal again.

III. Some bar in town
Should someone as heavily injured as Xanxus even be walking to some nightclub? Does it matter? Because what does a man want with his first night of freedom after unwilling captivity? Hit the clubs of course. Chicks dig bruises and scars and he can spin a hell of a lie if he wants to. Besides, he's itching for some alcohol that isn't monitored by the label. It's a pretty good chance that he'll be found sitting rather gingerly at the bar nursing a bottle of tequila. He ignores all the questions that might come his way with a "Buy me another drink and maybe I'll tell you."

IV. Wild card
Anything else you want to do, go for it!

Comments

[gunslingerqueen]

"Not much, in comparison to breathing." Her opinion doesn't count for much here but he knew how to work the scars, a few more wouldn't be terrible. She just didn't want to see him add so many that he might as well be in the ground. But for now it seems that he is genuinely somewhat cared for, or at the very least nothing she could do would really make anything better for him. She was about to thank him for his honesty when he goes and does that.

Whatever serious nature she had adopted drops instantly, the surprise brings out her age and she can't help smiling, too. It's probably better to avoid commenting on such a rare event, and so she closes the space between them and very, very carefully gives him a little kiss.

"I missed you, and I'm glad you're back, and if you don't have anything positive to say about those two facts, don't say anything at all!' And just like that she's back to normal, knocking on the privacy window so she can tell the driver where to take them for the night.

[variaboss]

It was damn hard for him to say that. Even if just a mumbling. He hopes that she will never talk about it again. They can pretend that this was a normal car trip and they were going to a hotel to have a little private together time. Time that wasn't going to be happening until he was healed. But that was fine. He'll be glad just for a night of rest before he goes back to the Pride HQ.

The kiss makes him happy and he relaxes. He reaches up to make a lip zipping motion and then settles in for the rest of the short ride. He'll be glad when they arrive. He just hopes there won't be any fans around. Last thing he wants for Nariko is a huge tabloid about her being seen going into a hotel with him.

[gunslingerqueen]

She presses back into her seat and is grateful in that moment, even though everything is still understandable grim, in a sense. When they make it to the hotel no one bats much of an eye at first but they are unlucky enough to be checking in at the same time as some Carnival fans. Thankfully the chick at the counter knows Xanxus well enough that Nariko's handed a key and she can try to pull them out of the way of attention as quickly as possible. It's a little difficult to do with an injured man, making it to the elevator becomes a near Olympic goal.

"The rumor mill is going to spin so hard half the city might be set on fire tomorrow." She sighs, looking up at Xanxus to asses whether he's comfortable enough or not. "Sorry. They're kind of like vultures." There's no real way to get rid of them no matter how hard they might try.

[variaboss]

Fucking fans. He didn't need those right now. Not right now. He's hurting and he's carrying a half finished bottle of booze and he has a sexy girl on his arm. It's just a perfect storm of fan chaos. And they have to wade through it all to get to the damn elevator. It's his turn now to put on the charm, just like Nariko had before.

He reaches up into his hair to undo the feathers he had tied there. "Here. Take these and get the fuck gone." The little momento of seeing him seemed to work well enough and they seemed to leave them to go to the elevator unhindered other than a little ribbing to give it to her hard, Xan.

"This time they were mine. They're probably stoned out of their minds. Probably won't remember seeing us at all." He hopes for that but he can't be sure. One never knows with fans. "Hopefully they won't try to get into the elevator with us. My hands aren't in any shape to be punching anyone."

Which is why he sort of leans hard against the Door Closed button as soon as they get in.