November Catch-all

[bluecastleace]

Who: Hajime Iwaizumi + YOU!
What: November catch-all log
Where: Various locations
When: The month of November
Content Warnings: None thus far; will add as needed

((ooc:This catch-all will also serve as Iwaizumi’s introductory post! Please feel free to hit up any of the open TLs found below. I will likely be adding them as the month goes on! Please feel free to add me on plurk @ pantheraliam for plotting/updates on TLs being added!))

Comments

[psychokinesia]

Whoa whoa whoa, the fuck do you think you're— [yeah, there was pretty much no way Add wasn't going to struggle, though you really have to wonder what his plan was going to be if he managed to break out... besides laying on the ground again, looking even more pathetic.

But the struggling doesn't last long, because in his fierce efforts to throw himself back onto the ground (like a man) Add manages to bang his leg against part of the staircase, so. that sure gets him to stop. He growls in pain through clenched teeth, freezing up—he's completely at Iwa's mercy.

The humiliating situation is already underway by the time Add stops being blinded by pain. Ah... he tried so hard, and it still ended up like this... the worst.

Using the last of his stubborn energy, he gives Iwa the silent treatment for the full trip up the stairs, praying that no one happens to walk out and see this. Please, just let him keep some dignity intact...]

[bluecastleace]

[Silent treatment, you say. Meanwhile, Iwaizumi is endlessly thankful that the little prick has finally stopped talking (he knows they’re basically the same size, but he has little prick energy, okay?). He is also praying that nobody steps out of their apartment doors to catch them like this, but even if they do, it’ll be Add looking like the pathetic one. Iwaizumi is just being a Good Samaritan, right?]

Alright. Give me your apartment number so I can get the fuck out of here.

[psychokinesia]

Just put me back down. It's the second floor.

[He may have given up on wriggling free, but that doesn't mean he has to like it. let him limp back to his apartment on his own you selfless piece of shit]

[bluecastleace]

[Can you JUST be EASY TO DEAL WITH for FIVE SECONDS, ADD? Iwaizumi obliges, maybe a little too hastily, but does at least keep supporting him on his side as he glares.]

What apartment number, jack ass?

[psychokinesia]

[no

He wobbles a bit, Dynamo drawing in closer to help steady his sides. After all this, Iwa is still trying to help... he really is way too nice, ugh.

Just to be extra dramatic, Add heaves a big irritated sigh before answering] 205.

[bluecastleace]

[Oh great. Only four doors down. Iwaizumi grumbles quietly to himself as he attempts to assist the guy just a few more feet to his apartment door. He even opens the door for him - way too nice. Now there’s just to get him to the bed, and...]

Okay. You’re here. Now who do I get to come brace that thing? [Gesturing to his leg. He don’t know first aid like that!]

[psychokinesia]

[There are some random electronics piled up on the counter and tabletops, but other than that and the cake on the floor (rest in pieces) it's a fairly clean apartment. Add is eager to finally collapse onto his bed, meanwhile, trying not to move the fucked up leg too much. He'll deal with the mess and the broken window later...]

I'll do it myself. Agree to never speak of this again and you can consider yourself forgiven. [to his credit, Add does kind of know what he's doing for once—performing extensive modifications on your own body does require a fair bit of knowledge on anatomy and medicine, even if he had machines to assist him with the actual surgery. but if he were less stubborn, he'd probably admit he lacks the supplies for this. Who keeps splints on hand in case they break a limb??

Not this idiot. Dynamo is going to fly over to one of the kitchen drawers to fish out a roll of bandages, though.]

[bluecastleace]

I should probably remind you that I didn’t actually do anything to you.

[He’ll leave it at that though. This guy clearly (maybe?) has the situation under control from here, so Iwaizumi goes to make his exit, satisfied that he at least got this idiot to his bed instead of leaving him to lie moaning in the bushes.]

See you never, I hope. [He says as if he won’t be back to check up on him eventually (probably soon tbh).]

[psychokinesia]

Same to you, asshole. [YEAH THAT'S RIGHT, JUST WALK AWAY

and maybe uhhh open the front door for Dynamo later when they head out to hunt for a splint. he's got this. probably.]