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metalogs2023-04-08 04:13 pm
effiomsfavorite) wrote in metalogs2023-04-08 04:13 pm
[Closed] Judged By the Company He Keeps
Who: Huvrye effiomsfavorite and those close to him
What: Guess who's finally getting shot!
When: April 14-15
Where: Jason's safehouse, Huvrye's apartment
Content Warnings: Violence, gore, probably some PTSD, further CWs marked in threads as needed
Birds of a Feather (Narrative)
For all that Huvrye has been warning people against associating with the Red Hood, citing just how dangerous the gang leader can be, the consequences of his actions sure do blindside him.
Because he's been associating with the Red Hood - three times over a span of months, but two of them very visible and the third well known in crime circles - and people have noticed. Specifically the D'Amico family, who are only on Huvrye's radar under 'organized crime; do not interact.'
Which is why he's not prepared to find half a dozen of them waiting for him as he lands in an alley just outside of neutral territory, demanding he come with them and brandishing guns when he refuses.
Great. Wonderful.
The fight, such as it is, is mercifully short. There are no metas among the people the D'Amicos sent - they'd probably thought he couldn't do much more than fly, and weren't prepared to face down everything a Lasardhin homunculus is capable of bringing to combat. Two of them are down from broken spines or broken skulls, brick walls cracked and broken from where they'd died on impact. Three are torn apart, missing limbs or chunks of chest or half a head as a result of Huvrye bringing his alchemy to bear. The last has been shot with his own gun.
Huvrye stands, leaning heavily against a wall, covered in blood both his and not, with a pair of gunshot wounds in his gut for his trouble. Great. This is exactly what he needs tonight. With that much gunfire, someone's going to investigate sooner or later, which means he needs to get out of here soon. Neutral territory is close, and with it the Descendant. He can hole up in the safehouse overnight and heal for a bit. He shrugs his jacket off, wraps it tightly around his waist, around the wounds, and ties it off as best he can, and activates the magical disguise hidden under his sleeve. Wings hidden, hair and eyes and ears different, and a full foot shorter in appearance, he heads out of the alley looking like a normal human, walking quickly, pushing through the pain until he makes it to the safehouse (carefully, carefully, making sure he hadn't been followed) and slips inside.
1. Jumpscare (Closed to Dylan)
Thankfully, there'd been no one in the safehouse when Huvrye had arrived, and he'd set about taking care of himself - laying out towels in the corner, cleaning out his wounds as best he can, and applying pressure. He'll heal - it'll take a bit, but he's got enough energy that it'll happen sooner rather than later - but he's not going anywhere else tonight. After a couple of hours, the bleeding stops, and he passes out on top of the towels, fully intending to sleep the wounds off.
He's still very much asleep in the morning...lying on the floor, on bloodied towels, in bloodied clothes. Not the best impression to give anyone heading into the safehouse without context.
2. Just a Flesh Wound (Closed to Huvrye's friends)
He spends the morning recovering in the safehouse (charging his phone, apologizing yet again to Dylan, doing his best to make sure the D'Amicos don't know where he's gone to ground) before he heads home in the early afternoon. He leaves in disguise, drops it to fly back to his neighborhood, and activates another disguise to get in the front door of his apartment building. He sighs heavily when he walks in the door. He needs to clean up. He needs to get something to eat. He needs to rest - the bleeding may have stopped, but it'll still be a bit before his wounds are fully healed. And he needs to talk to quite a few people - he hadn't realized so many people had noticed he'd gone missing.
(It'd only been a day. They cared that much?)
He closes the door behind him and heads towards his room.
[I'm open to Huvrye's friends having heard from other friends about his situation/injury - if we haven't already talked about it and you think yours would know/care, let me know and we'll do a thing!]
effiomsfavorite and those close to himWhat: Guess who's finally getting shot!
When: April 14-15
Where: Jason's safehouse, Huvrye's apartment
Content Warnings: Violence, gore, probably some PTSD, further CWs marked in threads as needed
Birds of a Feather (Narrative)
For all that Huvrye has been warning people against associating with the Red Hood, citing just how dangerous the gang leader can be, the consequences of his actions sure do blindside him.
Because he's been associating with the Red Hood - three times over a span of months, but two of them very visible and the third well known in crime circles - and people have noticed. Specifically the D'Amico family, who are only on Huvrye's radar under 'organized crime; do not interact.'
Which is why he's not prepared to find half a dozen of them waiting for him as he lands in an alley just outside of neutral territory, demanding he come with them and brandishing guns when he refuses.
Great. Wonderful.
The fight, such as it is, is mercifully short. There are no metas among the people the D'Amicos sent - they'd probably thought he couldn't do much more than fly, and weren't prepared to face down everything a Lasardhin homunculus is capable of bringing to combat. Two of them are down from broken spines or broken skulls, brick walls cracked and broken from where they'd died on impact. Three are torn apart, missing limbs or chunks of chest or half a head as a result of Huvrye bringing his alchemy to bear. The last has been shot with his own gun.
Huvrye stands, leaning heavily against a wall, covered in blood both his and not, with a pair of gunshot wounds in his gut for his trouble. Great. This is exactly what he needs tonight. With that much gunfire, someone's going to investigate sooner or later, which means he needs to get out of here soon. Neutral territory is close, and with it the Descendant. He can hole up in the safehouse overnight and heal for a bit. He shrugs his jacket off, wraps it tightly around his waist, around the wounds, and ties it off as best he can, and activates the magical disguise hidden under his sleeve. Wings hidden, hair and eyes and ears different, and a full foot shorter in appearance, he heads out of the alley looking like a normal human, walking quickly, pushing through the pain until he makes it to the safehouse (carefully, carefully, making sure he hadn't been followed) and slips inside.
1. Jumpscare (Closed to Dylan)
Thankfully, there'd been no one in the safehouse when Huvrye had arrived, and he'd set about taking care of himself - laying out towels in the corner, cleaning out his wounds as best he can, and applying pressure. He'll heal - it'll take a bit, but he's got enough energy that it'll happen sooner rather than later - but he's not going anywhere else tonight. After a couple of hours, the bleeding stops, and he passes out on top of the towels, fully intending to sleep the wounds off.
He's still very much asleep in the morning...lying on the floor, on bloodied towels, in bloodied clothes. Not the best impression to give anyone heading into the safehouse without context.
2. Just a Flesh Wound (Closed to Huvrye's friends)
He spends the morning recovering in the safehouse (charging his phone, apologizing yet again to Dylan, doing his best to make sure the D'Amicos don't know where he's gone to ground) before he heads home in the early afternoon. He leaves in disguise, drops it to fly back to his neighborhood, and activates another disguise to get in the front door of his apartment building. He sighs heavily when he walks in the door. He needs to clean up. He needs to get something to eat. He needs to rest - the bleeding may have stopped, but it'll still be a bit before his wounds are fully healed. And he needs to talk to quite a few people - he hadn't realized so many people had noticed he'd gone missing.
(It'd only been a day. They cared that much?)
He closes the door behind him and heads towards his room.
[I'm open to Huvrye's friends having heard from other friends about his situation/injury - if we haven't already talked about it and you think yours would know/care, let me know and we'll do a thing!]
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[It was part of why he had opted out of staying with Jason, even though he might have taken him in.]
[The safehouse at the Descendant. Where it didn't seem like Jason actually lived. Something about it had rubbed him the wrong way.]
[It isn't that he's made a connection between Jason and Red Hood, though.]
[More... Jason and gangs. Is he more than just a bar owner? Is he a superhero or vigilante with a base in a gang-heavy area? Is that why the first aid kits?]
[One thing he doesn't consider is that he's Red Hood. He wouldn't be a criminal gang leader. But he's just letting it stew for a while.]
Do you have someone else to help you if you have to figure out a way to fight them?
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[It's firm. Nobody needs to get hurt because of him.]
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Right, because it's so easy to take down an entire gang by yourself.
[He used to pretty much be a cop, Huvrye. That doesn't mean he should help, but it does mean he's not easy to bullshit into thinking one person can stop an entire gang.]
Even if you don't want me helping, you should still find someone that can. Maybe an adult hero in the Alliance? Especially if you can find someone familiar with the criminal organizations in the city.
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I'm not planning on taking them down. I want them to either forget I exist or decide I'm not worth it.
[Given the half a dozen corpses he'd left in an alleyway last night, he's probably closer to the latter.]
[Though Hunter does have a point. He sighs, then winces. The bullet holes cannot heal soon enough.]
The Alliance is probably my best bet, as long as I can keep it from getting back to Fantastic.
[He seriously doubts Fantastic will take an interest, but you never know with someone like that.]
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[He wants him to be ready to commit to getting help if he gets targeted again.]
[He notices the wince. He doesn't like the wince.]
Are you sure you don't need anything? [He starts to stand up again.] Like maybe some ice?
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[Contacting the Alliance is an option...and come to think of it, so is contacting the Hood and giving him a heads up (and leaning on him to try to fix this, if he can). If the number he has doesn't work, he can always call Jason and ask how he hired the Hood in the first place.]
[Hunter moves, and Huvrye puts a hand on his shoulder - firm enough to indicate that Hunter should stay, but not enough pressure to actually keep him there if he wants to go.]
I'm sure.
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[He sits down again, still looking as unsettled as earlier. So he keeps trying to problem solve.]
You should arrange a check in with someone. Just... so they know to get help if they don't hear from you.
[Knowing Huvrye, he won't want to burden his kids with it but there are other adults.]
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[Not that Leo or Mark had been able to find him, but that wasn't the point; the point had been for Leo to have someone to take care of him if something happened to Huvrye. As far as Huvrye is concerned, it had worked as intended.]
[Not that Hunter needs to know that.]
Did you want one too? I wouldn't mind hearing from you a little more often, if you're up for it.
[Said with a small smile; that much, at least, is entirely true.]
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I'd feel a lot better knowing that I'll notice if something is wrong.
I think Eda would be willing to help look for you.
I know you don't want me involved so I'll try to stay out of it. [A pause.] Although I can't promise to stay back if you're in trouble and I'm the only one around.
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[He doesn't think she'd object, but she should still definitely know.]
[And then Hunter continues on, and he sighs again. Hunter and Leo both care enough to put themselves in danger over him, and he can't let them do that.]
When it comes to this, I need you to. If they're willing to target me to get to the Hood, they'd probably be willing to target you to get to me, and I'm not letting that happen.
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I understand the risks.
It would be different if I wasn't old enough to. Or if I hadn't lived the kind of life that lets me understand how dangerous people like that can be.
I know you can't stand the idea of me getting hurt but that goes both ways.
Besides, I can always improvise a disguise. And I've been talking to Eda about finding an amulet that creates illusion magic. We think we can find something up for trade in Sunset Falls.
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[Hunter's already been shot once, and it nearly killed him. Huvrye can't let that happen again - not for his sake, and not at all.]
[That said, a disguise is a good thing to have regardless, and Hunter's already in Sunset Falls.]
Talk to Doctor Strange. He's in Sunset Falls, and he made my disguise.
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You're not invulnerable either!
I know you can take more damage and heal faster but you can still get hurt. And - as far as I know - still die.
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[Two in the stomach would've dropped most people and killed some. For Huvrye, it had been a painful injury, but he'd still been able to fight through it, and he'd still be fighting through it if necessary - fortunately, the need had not arisen.]
I'm not going to die on you, Hunter. Not without a really good reason.
[Like, for example, protecting Hunter. That will always be worth his life.]
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[He's calling bullshit.]
Kevlar didn't just have a gun, he had powers. What if whoever sent people after you hires people like that next time?
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[He really doesn't want to give Hunter a crash course in corruption, but the past eighteen hours have been an unending string of things he did not want, so why stop now?]
[His first thought, and the comment that comes nowhere near making it out of his mouth, is Kevlar's powers didn't save him. He doesn't think Hunter knows about that, and he's not about to tip his hand.]
If that happens, then I'll handle it. They still don't know what I'm capable of, and I didn't exactly leave any witnesses.
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And you don't get to make this one-sided.
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[There's heat in his tone - not enough for out-and-out anger, but definitely too much to remain neutral.]
As the person trying to solve this problem before other people get hurt, I think I do.
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[Sorry, Huvrye, that's the price of having people get close to you.]
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[But he also doesn't want them to get caught up in his problems and die, and that takes priority. It has to. He's not worth any of their lives.]
If I can't keep them from getting hurt, then at least I can keep them alive.
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[His voice drops to something hushed and tense and for a moment he stares at the floor.]
Alive isn't good enough.
Because that's all I used to have.
[He looks up at Huvrye now, his voice trembling.]
My family was a lie. My purpose was a lie. Everything I thought mattered was fake and all I was doing was hurting innocent people.
I didn't have anyone who actually cared about me until Flapjack found me.
I wasn't living. I was just alive.
[He shakes his head.]
You don't get to tell me that you love me, and spend time with me, and start to treat me like family, and then act like it's okay if I get hurt as long as I'm alive!
Alive isn't good enough!
And you of all people should be able to understand why!
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[Usually his anger - because that's what it is now, or close to it - is loud; right now, this is low and intense, because incensed as he is, he is not going to yell at Hunter. Hunter doesn't deserve that. Hunter doesn't deserve any of this.]
[(He's trying to protect Hunter and he's hurt him instead. Story of Huvrye's life.)]
As long as you're alive, you have a chance! You got away from Belos, you're living now, you have people who care about you - you have Flapjack and Eda and Dylan and Nico - and I'm not letting you risk that for me! I'm not worth it!
[And that's the crux of the matter. Hunter may not know it, but Huvrye certainly does, and it's informed his half of this conversation, and his entire life.]
You're not expendable, and I'm not letting you put yourself in danger to solve my problems.
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You think you're not worth it?
[No, it's worse than that.]
You think you're expendable?
[Because if he's saying Hunter isn't that means he thinks he is.]
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[Huvrye's voice is terribly calm when he speaks.]
I know I am.
[And now Hunter knows it too.]
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