crassidy | Mask or Menace IC contact

[Oh, Cass likes this, having a pal that's got some money and organisation, booking ubers and buying booze. Swoon.]

See, me powers seem a whole lot more feckin' useless when everyone and their mum have already got fast healing. Makes the cons outweigh the pros a little, there.

[He's moving to stand, and happy to 'help' Archie carry that whiskey, holding it close to his chest because he loves it like it's his own child.

Keeps you with us, don't they? Can't say that's too much of a con.

[he claps a hand on cassidy's shoulder, then leaves it there as he leads him out. the cab's already waiting! the future is incredible!]

Huh, I guess so. Not gettin' rid of me could be a con though, fella, just you wait.

[Mostly light hearted as he lets big strong Archie lead him to the cab, still cuddling the important booze.]

Can't exactly do much beach trips though...

Don't talk like that!

[the lightheartedness fades a little as archie sounds GENUINELY KIND OF UPSET by that? he reaches over and gives cassidy's hair a patpatpat. he is kind of half drunk.]

What dooooo you like?

[Aw, why is Archie so nice?! It's adorable and Cassidy can't help but offer up a goofy sort of smile in return. People being nice to him is basically the best feeling in the world.]

I like whiskey. And uh. Well, I like the beach, I just don't get on so good with the sun is all. I like good company too... [Like you, bro <3 No homo. All the homo.]

Uh, how 'bout you?

Then the obvious solution here is to go during the night!

[he leans over a little in his seat, almost a little too much on cassidy himself.]

I like not gettin' my ribs broke. Seriously. I feel bad just bringin' ya back but... ugh. Pain. Need painkillers.

[There's absolutely no complaint at the leaning, instead putting his weight into it and lifting a finger to poke very lightly towards Archie's chest.]

You sure they're broke, mate? That's some shite luck. I hope you broke some ribs right back at 'em.

Bruised or... fuck, I don't know.

[he groans when cassidy pokes him.]

Definitely gave the fucker a black eye. I'll take my wins where I get 'em. [he doesn't think to question cassidy not liking the sun, though even if he knew the answer it wouldn't bother him.] Ah-- how are you with animals?

Oh, mate I love animals. I dunno if they like me so much sometimes though. They're not always me biggest fan, I'll be honest.

[Depending on the animal, but some sure do like avoiding him, spooking near him, or growling at him. And then there's the ones who just don't give a shit, it's hard to tell.]

You got animals? What sort?

Pokémon. Big bat and a hynea back home. They'll stay out your way, just so you know. Don't get shocked by them.

[he gives a lazy thumbs up, then drops his head onto cassidy's shoulder.]

I feel bad. Dragging you back just to be a lazy sod with me.

[Oh, hey! Pokemon! He knows that name in his masses of random popular culture knowledge. He's not so sure he knows of a big bat or a hyena, but he doesn't seem too concerned by the mention of them.]

Y'didn't drag me nowhere, mate, I thought I was followin' you, not the other way 'round. 'Sides, there's nothing wrong with a bit of a laze every now and then, I needed a lazy night in meself, even got a pre-rolled joint for just such an occasion.

[Patting his chest pocket knowingly, and then following up with a pat to Archie's head. Good boy.]

Okay. You're right. Okay.

[he pats cassidy's chest, but it's mostly just the bottle.]

Yes. Don't spiral, Drunk Archie. Don't be stupid. You've wanted to hang out with Cassidy for ages. You can hang with my Pokémon when we get back.

Are you... talkin' to yerself or me there, fella?

[Is it possible Cassidy has found someone who's almost as much, if not just as much, of a mess as he is?! Surely it's not possible.]

Both. That whiskey shot is hittin' me hard. Or maybe it's a concussion...

[luckily, the cab arrives at archie's place before he can mull it over more. it's a nice place-- single storey modern-ish place. close enough to a canal that you can hear the water but far enough away from the city that he doesn't really have any neighbors.

there's also a giant, purple bat hanging off the lip of the roof around the corner. its two stark yellow eyes focus on them as they get out the cab. impossible to tell if it's angry or not.

also, let's be honest. archie is a fucking mess like cassidy, just without much of the drug use.]

Lets not go blaming the whiskey.

[For real though, he sure does hope his pal doesn't have concussion so maybe blaming the whiskey is actually the better option here. Cassidy senses a friend in need though, and like a good boy he makes sure to get by Archie's side once they're out of the cab, offering any and all support needed, even if he is somewhat distracted by the huge purple bat nearby.]

Uh. Is that one of yours? If not then I think we got a problem, 'cause that's a big lad right there.

Ah... that's Crobat. He's nocturnal as well. Maybe you'll get on.

[maybe even better than he realises, seeing as crobat is also a vampire that likes to eat small (and sometimes large) animals.

archie has... just a little bit of difficulty getting out the cab, but can stand up on his own just fine. the dark is making it hard to see.]

Thanks... f'r comin' back with me.

I should be thanking you here, fella.

[If Archie needs the help, Cassidy is totally there for him. Well, for the moment at least, until he sort of gets distracted by the giant bat.]

He's one of yours then? Awesome. Here, check this out. [In a flutter, the scrawny vampire beside Archie is suddenly replaced by a giant flying fox bat, flapping awkwardly off towards crobat, circling then heading back for Archie. The flying technique could do with some work but hey he's keeping in the air and that's all that matters.]

Huh? Why?

[he just snorts as he makes his way to the front door, watching the two. crobat immediately drops off the roof and flits around cassify, chittering and grunting happily at him. it uses its bottom set of wings to hover in the air, flapping its bigger wings slowly-- seems to be trying to show cass how to fly with his own?

archie gets the door open and leaves it open for the two, punching the lights on. home sweet fuckin' home, huh?]

[Oh no, bless this huge purple bat, is it really trying to help him fly? Cass finds that fucking adorable, and actually kind of useful considering his complete lack of experience in staying airborne for long. He's just not got the coordination thing down just yet, but he tries copying crobat's steady rhythm and uses it to swoop in the door after Archie, barely missing the door frame and crashing to the floor just as he transforms back into normal vampire Cassidy.]

Ow, bollocks.

[A low mutter as he quickly pops back to his feet, dusting himself off and looking about the room he's landed himself in.]

Nice place y'got here.

Smooth.

[archie's in the kitchen, getting them some tumblers. not crystal, unfortunately. just glass.]

It's-- wanted somewhere small but modern, y'know? Found myself with a lot of money. Benefits of being put in the wills of wealthy people who port out, I guess.

[it is absolutely not worth it! he's so alone! anyway, crobat follows, flexing on cassidy by gliding in a lot easier and plopping down next to him. he looks a little confused at the sudden change, but it doesn't bother him enough. crobat grunts, poking cass over with his wing.]

Couch is free.

Christ, yeah, better it goes to a fella like you. I'd just waste it all if it were me.

[On a shit load of drugs, most likely, but that's why Cassidy is living in free housing and always short of cash, and Archies here with a nice home and probably money to spare.

As crobat flexes his skills, Cass gives him a thumbs up, clearly impressed by such fine flying abilities. Such a pro. Very amaze. And after the two give him the prompt, he's moving to slump on the couch heavily, bouncing a few times to test it's comfort levels and nodding his approval.]

S'not really a case of deserving it. I just have it. I mean, shit, you can have some if you want. This money isn't even real to me.

[he puts the tumblers on the coffee table, rounding flop down next to cass. crobat gives him one last grunt then jumps up and scuttles back out the house.]

Still, y'seem like a good lad. Some arseholes would do weird shite with all that money, and you're here generously sharin' your space and your money with stray folk like me and giant purple bats.

[Just accept his vague compliments, Archie!

And now that there's glasses, alcohol drinking can resume. Cass magically still has that bottle to hand (maybe he carried it in his tiny bat claws), and doesn't waste time in pouring them both some booze.]

You took me in and I can't fault you for that.

[he snorts, amused that cass still has the bottle (thinking that his little bat paws carried it is cute) and takes his glass with a thankful grunt.]

You're right. I guess you're my son now. I love you, son, you wanna play some catch on the morrow?

[he takes a drink, leaning back and tossing cassidy the tv remote.]

I'm not joking. I don't have shit all to do tomorrow, either.

Son? [Scoff!]

Jaysus, I'm probably old enough to be yer great granddaddy. You're the one I need to be teachin' catch to, not the other way 'round. I'm not all that good at sports though, so you're outta luck there, lad.

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