horny bois on the loose

[chaoticlootral]

[Or, rather, not so horny and not really on the loose at all, just crashing into a hotel room. Taako flops face down diagonally on the bed, so, deal with it Magnus.]

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[ruffboi]

[That's okay. He's in serious protection mode, checking any windows, checking the bathroom, checking the door - and then he flops down next to Taako on the bed.]

We should sleep in shifts.

[chaoticlootral]

[Just putting his hands over his face, moving up to rub at his temples after a minute - an action he's been doing all day, like he's fighting off the world's worst migraine. It's a little hard to tell if he has an actual headache, or is just being a little dramatic, but he is kind of dealing with. Well. A lot of information.]

Wasn't exactly planning on sleeping, but okay, whatever.

[ruffboi]

Are you okay? It's a lot. And, um -

[He's gradually remembering things, so rolling over to look at him.]

Listen, I think she has to be okay, you know? It seems like she's been helping us this whole time.

[chaoticlootral]

Kind of a ridiculous question to ask a dead guy.

[Lifting one hand to fix him with a look. Mostly confused, though, instead of venomous.]

Uh, what? Who? . . . The Director? [He makes a face, but doesn't exactly get why, just seems more like muscle memory than anything.] Killian? [This could be a long list. There's a lot of 'she's' who have helped them, but it just seems like a weird thing to randomly say.]

WEEK 0 - POST EXECTION

[chaoticlootral]

[Well, he'd watched Magnus hit the ground after trying to rush in and save Maya, but hadn't done anything more than just stay back and watch. It's clear they aren't going to be able to interfere with this angle, and there's no point in sticking his neck out this early. Once the messy business is done though, and everyone's starting to file out of the cathedral, approaching Magnus. Reaching out like he's going to pat him on the shoulder, then deciding against it, just leaning over to make sure he's like. Breathing or whatever.]

Magnus?

[ruffboi]

Ugh.

[Groaning a little and picking himself up. He's breathing, he seems fine, just really confused.

He's not really that shattered, even though Maya just died - she was just a girl he liked but barely knew. It's upsetting, but no more upsetting than many of the deaths they've witnessed in their adventures. The fact that he was willing to die for her doesn't change that.]

Fuck me. What happened.

[chaoticlootral]

[Taako feels a little bad - but probably not as badly as he should. For example, he's barely responsible for these deaths, and has a lot of other deaths that he is, at least percentage-wise, a little more haunted by. They suck, but what can he do at this moment? Nothing. Brushing off the front of Magnus' shirt, which is his version of helping.]

You, uh, tried to rush in, then just . . . sort of stopped. Assumed you hit some sort of barrier?

WEEK 1 - POST TRIAL

[chaoticlootral]

[Well! Free from the McDonald's at last and still kinda steamed about this whole self-sacrificial crap, to be honest. Rounding on Magnus pretty quickly.]

For the record, if you end up, I don't know - cutting anyone in twain by accident and being put on trial, then don't pull this ridiculous dying for someone else crap.

[ruffboi]

If I actually killed someone, I'd just say, hey, I'm not a reaper, so let's kill someone else. Easy.

[No, he's bothered by it too. He recognized what he just saw and really didn't like it.]

[chaoticlootral]

[Snorting a laugh, briefly, before his face falls again, tugging his hat down further on his head.]

I know, obviously, but. I mean it. [Pausing, before he decides he really does want to go in on Magnus for this.] Heard you say some shit, you know. Recently. Makes me think you'd try and pull that.

WEEK 2 - Thursday

[ruffboi]

[After the knife storm!! Coming back to the secluded spot he and Taako are hanging out. He's been knifed just a little bit, but not too bad. How'd you do, Taako? Did you get knifed?]

[chaoticlootral]

[Taako himself seems to have escaped any lasting damage, however . . . he is poking dejectedly at a clean slice right down the front brim of his hat, which probably was just sticking out from under shelter from being too damn big. Holding it up to a (bleeding, knifed) Magnus, like this is actually a tragedy.]

Look at this bullshit, Magnus. They got 'im. The first murder of the week.

[ruffboi]

Hey! You got a knife, though! Nice work! Knife work, I mean. I got some, too.

[Pulling the door off his back, which is covered in knives.]

We can patch up your hat. [Does Magnus know how to sew? It's possible, I guess.]

WEEK 2 - SUNDAY AFTER TRIAL

[chaoticlootral]

[Well! Jesus! That sure was something. Honestly there's probably nothing but weird silence all the way back their hole up, Taako's not really sure what to say - pretty sure the fact he probably drew blood out of Magnus' arm from holding him back so hard at the end of trial says enough.]

[ruffboi]

[Yeah. Magnus is obviously in a mood all the way back. He's quiet and doesn't say anything - it's a change from his demeanor even directly before the vote was revealed. It's like all the energy was sapped out of him once he saw the results. Magnus does get like this from time to time - angry and sullen at something he doesn't like and doesn't agree with - but not too often.]

[chaoticlootral]

[Once they're back, just . . . immediately flopping onto whatever pile of clothes he's using as a bed, digging around in the pockets of some discarded coat for his remaining blunts. Not finding any, but still just digging as a way to avoid having to really bring anything up first. He does know Magnus well enough to know he gets like this. He knows him well enough to know pretty much what the problem is, but he doesn't really want to have to talk about it. He knows part of the problem is, uh. Well. Him. And his pesky need to survive, roachlike. Still silent for now.]

WEEK 4 - POST TRIAL

[chaoticlootral]

[Taako seems . . . light. Almost serene. Not happy, certainly, but made up and calm compared to the mess he was last week.]

I've decided, you know.

[ruffboi]

Yeah?

[He's got an idea of what Taako has decided, but he enjoys Taako's badass speeches, so he'll let him finish.]

[chaoticlootral]

Yeah!

Fuck this, uh, being careful shit. I mean, we fucked that bad boy about 12 hours ago when we just blabbed everything we knew in public and painted big red targets on our bare asses, but, uh, I'm chill with it. Mostly because, um, we're going to fuck this place up? I'm tired of their rules. We're going to break this place in half. If I die-- well, they're still there, right? Answering that stupid little board. I'll just fuck them up from the other side.

WEEK 5 - WEDNESDAY

[ruffboi]

[It's been. A really busy day. Finally getting a moment alone with Taako.]

How're you holding up?

[chaoticlootral]

[Taako actually takes a second to seriously consider that, tapping a finger on his chin and tilting his head to the side.]

. . . Actually, I'm fine? Kind of chill if I'm being real.

[ruffboi]

Really? I just feel like. I need to punch something, you know? Newt didn't do it for me. I really want to fight something.

[Rubbing his temple.]

But...we can't kill him, huh?

WEEK 5 - SATURDAY

[chaoticlootral]

Is it just me, or are you kinda surprised we're alive right now, compadre?

[ruffboi]

Hey, hang on. I thought last time we landed on probably going to live.

[Actually, no, he gets it. He didn't think they'd die this week, though. But there was a possibility, for sure.]

[chaoticlootral]

Oh, sure, sure we said that, but you can't tell me, somewhere in the back of your mind, you were like: what if they catch us and decide it's kaput for ol' team Murder Helpers?