Counting Stars

[wooliefrand]

WHO: Sheeps
WHERE: All over
WHEN: Night Post Game 77 / Morning Day 78

[DID YOU GUYS HAVE A FUN GAME? ARE YOU FUCKED UP? WELL GET IT TOGETHER

or not, maybe you just need to sleep. have some sweet dreams. This can be a dream mingle or a reality mingle, I'm not the boss of yall]

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[survivaltricks]

[WHAT DOES THAT MEAN, TYR. . . well, either way, those thoughts are washed away the moment they step back into the barn as Lupin takes in a deep, pleased inhale]

. . . smells like home.

[leonheartedly]

[IT MEANS FUN FOR YOU AND ENTERTAINMENT FOR ME don't worry about it.

He smiles at that, ruffling his hair and moving further into the barn]

Is that what that smell is? [not meant as a "they stink" joke either]

[survivaltricks]

[ducking his head, allowing for the ruffle as they all further move inside]

Smells like everyone here hasn't showered in two days.

[he DOES mean it as a "they stink" joke]

[leonheartedly]

Oh, that smell. It's been like that since I got here, no getting rid of it.

[stinky teenaged boys]

[survivaltricks]

[STINKY TEENAGED BOYS]

I think you added to it. Made it worse.

[leonheartedly]

I did no such thing.

[survivaltricks]

[SOLEMNLY]

Nobody ever wants to admit they need a shower.

[leonheartedly]

I think my feelings are hurt.

[deadpanned] Especially with that coming from someone who stinks right now.

[survivaltricks]

[. . .]

[ducks his head. . . and sniffs his armpit]

Ugh.

. . . yeah. I'm going, I'm going.

[leonheartedly]

[a puff of laughter]

Come find me when you're done.

[survivaltricks]

[hand waves! and then he vanishes into the bathroom to get himself cleaned up]

[leonheartedly]

[GET CLEAN STINKY BOY.

He's making coffee in the kitchen when Lupin comes out, because of course he is, it's Lupin]

[survivaltricks]

[Lupin isn't in the bathroom for long; he takes some time to clean up and soak, before exiting nice and fresh and in a brand new outfit. one that isn't marred by days of battle]

[perks up when he smells the coffee, bustling towards the kitchen]

-- how are my coffee plants?

[leonheartedly]

[there is a fresh cup waiting for him]

They're still there. I tried my best to take care of them while you were busy.

[survivaltricks]

[genuinely touched to hear that, he wraps his hands around the warm mug and inhales, eyes fluttering shut]

Thank you.

[Tyr knows how important those plants are to him!1]

I'll have to grind and roast a whole new batch of beans now that I'm back.

[leonheartedly]

[he does!! That's why he made sure to take care of them. He grins a little]

I'll look forward to it.

[he takes a sip of his own, sobering just a bit]

Have you had a chance to talk to Flora?

[survivaltricks]

I have.

[perking up a bit!]

She's pretty spunky, isn't she?

[leonheartedly]

[a little noise of amusement]

She is. I think that's a requirement when you work in media like she does.

[survivaltricks]

[this is before she confirms that she is a reporter SO--]

[OHYA VIBES INTENSIFY??]

She works in media? That explains so much--

[leonheartedly]

[he snorts, grinning a little]

It's pretty obvious when you get to talking to her, right?

[survivaltricks]

Absolutely.

It kind of helps that she reminds me of a reporter I knew back home, too.

[leonheartedly]

You know a reporter?

. . . I avoid them normally . . .

[survivaltricks]

. . . are they constantly asking you for interviews?

[leonheartedly]

Hell no, I keep my distance. Everything I do is classified, getting near them is dangerous.

[survivaltricks]

Smart.

[plus, he imagines, there's an element of Tyr not wanting to drag them into his dangerous world]

The reporter I know helped my team back home take down a mafia boss. I paid her back by giving her good material for her articles.