april catch-all.

[beknight]

Who: bruce wayne (beknight) & various others.
What: shenanigans for april
When: throughout april
Where: everywhere
Warning(s): none yet, will add if needed.

Comments

[beknight]

[ His hands move like he's done this before, many times, even though he hasn't, not practically. ]

Yes.

[ He doesn't like people. He likes the great outdoors. The first is the truth, the second a half-lie. Bruce doesn't especially need creature comforts, but has become accustomed to a few, and it's hard to wash out the taste of bespoke suits and fine wines. ]

Who's ostracizing you?

[ukase]

[Rumlow had learned the skill over time, and while he knew he should hang the deer between the trees to bleed it, he decided not to. He could work like this.]

Are you hiding, sulking, or just enjoy nature that much?

[He personally couldn't give up running water. It was just something that he had grown used to and while he could go without for a time, it didn't mean that he liked it at all. He might even bitch and complain about it.]

I'm doing it to myself. Force of habit. Easier not to give a shit for anyone when they don't for you.

[beknight]

Can't say I argue with that logic.

[ Since he's been there, too well. His mind has to be rewired to accept friendship, kindness. It is a long, messy process, even if he doesn't especially mind digging around in his own blood and guts. ]

Which one of those three do you think I'm doing?

[ (He's sulking.) ]

[ukase]

I didn't you could what with you being all one-with-nature out here. Don't seem like the easy friendship kind of guy.

[And that was based off of two meetings, one of which had Bruce being unconscious for most of it. It was good times, but the first meeting had left quite an impression. Like they understood each other on a level that others might not.

He surveyed Bruce for a long moment and then shrugged.]

You're definitely sulking like a little bitch. Care to want to fill me in? Cross my heart that I don't give a shit enough to tell anyone about it.