005 🏹 [ACTION] Not Dealing With Emotions

[dragonsmark]

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[[CONTENT WARNING: alcohol, drunkeness.]]

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[For better or for worse, Hanzo has found himself a moment of quiet. The bad part is, is that he's been doing his best to keep himself busy. The good part is, he has several cans of beer to keep him company for the time being. Not exactly one for PUBLIC drinking, Hanzo has found a quiet corner in one of the larger parks to sit by the water and drink.

Genji disappeared back home over a month ago, and his brother's disappearance had been something he'd tried to ignore, but as feelings do when they're left to sit and grow sour it cut into his sleep and then his waking hours. Working at the shop with Cordelia had been something to keep him busy, but even there, he'd run out of things to do. His thoughts eventually drift to the one serious conversation he'd managed to have with Genji, and then the seeds of reconciliation that had been planted but not really come to fruition]

A wasted opportunity, you old fool. Not that you deserved redemption. [talking to himself, now. That's great. He looks down at the can in his hand and frowns, emptying it by tossing it back and then crushing it in his hand. It joins the rest of the dead soldiers next to him, and Hanzo shuts his eyes to let the pleasant swimming sensation shove the unpleasant feelings he'd rather avoid back into the void from where they came.]

[[OPTION ONE]] [Should someone approach him, he could still be sitting up staring into the water of the lake he's chosen to sit by, or, should they find him as the sun starts to dip over the horizon and it's begun to grow dark...

He's taking an impromptu nap in the grass.]

[[OPTION TWO]] [Eventually he's going to try to wander home. He's cleaned up after himself, but that doesn't mean he's sober. Not by a longshot. There's a blush to his face, and his steps, while carefully measured, still sway and hesitate slightly. At one point he stops his stroll to hold onto a iron fence post to steady himself, the once pleasant swimming feeling now decidedly overpowering at times. When he moves to walk again, he might just bump into someone, or stumble trying to avoid them.]

Fool.

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[[CONTENT WARNING: alcohol, drunkeness.]]

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Comments

[armum]

I never said I was concerned. [FYI. She only lets go of him when she is certain he won't...fall.]

You sure about that?

[dragonsmark]

[He'll only teeter a little bit.]

Certain. [He may be shaped like an inverted dorito that never went to leg day but he's pretty sure that he can stand on his own two feet. He's mostly correct.]

I was not, however, addressing you. [if that makes his rude dismissal earlier clearer.]

[armum]

I don't see anyone else around. [Lightning is being stubborn at this point, resting a hand on her hip.] Either you're talking to yourself or you are hallucinating.

[dragonsmark]

You are... being difficult on purpose. [SO ARE YOU, HANZO. He moves to cross his arms, and manages to do so with much less swaying than he probably should have been able to accomplish.

There's something to be said for being stubborn and disciplined, even when you're drunk.]

[armum]

And you're not? [Hanzo, she might like you. Or she might like to troll you. Both seem equally compelling in the moment.] I was trying to be nice.

[dragonsmark]

I am always difficult. [Self depreciating humor. Drunken humor that normally would not have tumbled out of his mouth under any other circumstances.

But, she seems insistent.]

I was speaking to myself.

[armum]

As am I. [Can anything be more glaringly obvious? Well, maybe him being drunk trumps it.]

You should be kinder to yourself, then.

i'm sorry i'm up at 5am you get boomerang tags

[dragonsmark]

[friendship.]

...That is where you are wrong. This is a burden I have earned. [someone put a dollar in Hanzo's drama jar.]

I am too, so hi!

[armum]

[Frands forever.]

You did choose to drink. [That almost convinces her.] People usually have a reason for trying to drown.

rip sleep schedule

[dragonsmark]

I did. [He lifts a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, the swimming feeling in his head swirling a bit with the motion.]

I have a lot to think about. [a lot of it he really didn't want to.] Regarding... personal matters.

Who needs it.

[armum]

You should find someone you can talk to about it. Your liver will thank you for it later. [She remembers one, terrible night. Both of her parents were dead, gone, and all she had was her younger sister. Lightning had chosen to drink anything she could get her hands on to numb her grief and frustration. She had paid for it dearly the next morning.]

[dragonsmark]

[As drunk as he is, he's not beyond humor. That gets a bark of laughter out of him.]

My liver has seen much worse. This is nothing. [A pleasant buzz gone a little overboard, at worst. He can, after all, still walk. He shakes his head though, almost losing his balance again. Look he's doin' his best.]

There is no one left here that I could share this burden with. Even then, he... [He'd had a chance here, perhaps. To make things right, one way or another. To reconcile, to grow. Or, to wait for Genji to realize that revenge was rightfully his, and to meet his end.]