Beast Boy (
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mayfield_rpg2012-05-24 08:30 pm
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[He'd broken up with Cain.
...Wait no that wasn't right Beast Boy had a huge fight with Cain. Not ever having been one to take altercations well, he will proceed to spend the next few days curled up in bed, alternating between sleeping, staring at the wall, and numbly fiddling with a controller watching his avatar get murdered repeatedly on screen. While he complains often about having to go to school, this would be the first time that he's actually skipped so many days. Perhaps it's noticeable.]
[action, malt shop]
[And because even mopey superheroes have to eat, Beast Boy can be found the afternoon of the third day staring at the menu glumly. He was a vegan. Vegans didn't do milkshakes.
...
...
...
Ten minutes later, he retreats to a booth with the world's largest milkshake with globs of ice cream floating around. Since he couldn't even be a decent friend to the one guy who'd looked up to him, might as well break every conviction he stood for. Bottoms up.]
[He'd broken up with Cain.
...Wait no that wasn't right Beast Boy had a huge fight with Cain. Not ever having been one to take altercations well, he will proceed to spend the next few days curled up in bed, alternating between sleeping, staring at the wall, and numbly fiddling with a controller watching his avatar get murdered repeatedly on screen. While he complains often about having to go to school, this would be the first time that he's actually skipped so many days. Perhaps it's noticeable.]
[action, malt shop]
[And because even mopey superheroes have to eat, Beast Boy can be found the afternoon of the third day staring at the menu glumly. He was a vegan. Vegans didn't do milkshakes.
...
...
...
Ten minutes later, he retreats to a booth with the world's largest milkshake with globs of ice cream floating around. Since he couldn't even be a decent friend to the one guy who'd looked up to him, might as well break every conviction he stood for. Bottoms up.]
action; malt shop
he wasn't sure what it meant, but... Abel had more faith than his brother. he wanted to believe then the same thing he does now -- that their friendship was real and true, and that whatever 'betrayal' Cain saw in what happened wasn't what it seemed. especially in Mayfield.
pardon you because this lanky loser is leaning over a bit with a wave, offering Beast Boy a cheerful (if slightly sympathetic) greeting.]
Now that's an impressive sweet tooth...! Does Mayfield have a dentist that can tackle the kind of cavities you're going to get later? Or a good doctor for the stomach ache, first?
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...!
[He resists the urge to turn into a bug and scuttle away, just looking a little fearfully blank instead. The guy was probably here to punch him out for failing Cain, wasn't he.]
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--H... hey! I come in peace! [he holds his hands upward in placating surrender.] I'd say you look like a deer in headlights, but... you could pull that off, couldn't you?
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[The green deer staring back nods silently.]
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his expression softens a little. ...there really isn't any way that this kid 'betrayed' his brother's trust. in his mind, that much is definitely sure.
so, he ends up gesturing to the opposite side of the booth.]
Would it be okay if I sat for a minute, Beast Boy...?
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he rubs the back of his head thoughtfully. this won't do at all.]
You're looking pretty miserable for someone with such a big milkshake, you know? Isn't ice cream supposed to make you happy...?
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[Beast Boy pokes his spoon into the milkshake a little more and sighs. If he eats this, he'll just have a massive stomachache for sure.]
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namely because, you know
there IS that extremely large milkshake just sitting there in front of him...]
A vegan, hm... Well, that does make this a little bit of a conundrum, doesn't it? 'Why the vegan superhero is sitting at the table with a big milkshake.'
[he'll put on a thoughtful expression.]I don't suppose you'd be keen on filling me in on what I'm missing, would you? I was never very good at those mystery games, you know? Where you have to guess the killer or follow clues and all that? I come up last everytime, so... you'll help me out, right?
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[mumble mumble Beast Boy doesn't seem very convinced by his own words. It's too bad no one made tofu shakes.]
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he props his chin on a palm, brow knitting softly.]
'Feel better?'
[...]
Mm. Now that you mention it... someone else I know has been acting a little down lately, too...
[he tilts his head just a bit, trying to give him something of an encouraging, if quiet, smile.]
...And even if I'm not too great at guessing games... I don't think it's all too hard to figure that this time, these two things might be related.
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...Probably. I'm not good at guessing things, either, dude.
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okay no he will he's just easing into it ;( beast boy seems a bit easily spooked right now, and bummed enough on his lonesome without Abel awkwardly making it any worse.]
...I take it your talk with Cain didn't go too well.
[he knew about that part, at least, though... he hasn't heard anything about the result. now... it seems pretty clear.]
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It went fine.
...Cain's right. I'm not a good friend.
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[wow... it looks like a conversation with little brother is up next. Beast Boy is miserable, and he'd bet Cain is, too. that won't do at all...]
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[Beast Boy continues to mumble somewhat incoherently.]
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I think the only way I could answer that is if I knew what really happened, Beast Boy.
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[mumble mumble Beast Boy sinks a little lower in his seat.]
...You should probably ask Cain.
no problem! :)
But I think this time, it might be better to hear it from you, too.
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[This bursts forth in a rush.]
He just totally flipped out. I'm sure I did do something dumb, but I never thought he'd get that mad.
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What exactly did he say, Beast Boy...?