[Moving was neither easy nor fun, but never let it be said that Tetsuo's not determined. There is no better motivation than boredom. Or establishing that, just so it's clear, he's not helpless.
His reward of making it to the couch -- shut up, it was hard -- is the fact that he can at least watch TV. Small consolation prize for being stuck in the last place he wants to be; sit around and stare at something that's at least vaguely mind-numbing.
Tetsuo's sprawled out fully, arm dangling off the side, staring blankly at some talk show or other that he's not even bothering to translate. He reaches out for a remote, willing it to get in his hand, but the sound of the door's distraction enough that he loses interest, instead ready to fight - or at least argue with - whoever it is that's coming over here. Hell no, he's not moving, and if they think they can make him, screw them. They've taken everything else away so far, they're not getting this-
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His reward of making it to the couch -- shut up, it was hard -- is the fact that he can at least watch TV. Small consolation prize for being stuck in the last place he wants to be; sit around and stare at something that's at least vaguely mind-numbing.
Tetsuo's sprawled out fully, arm dangling off the side, staring blankly at some talk show or other that he's not even bothering to translate. He reaches out for a remote, willing it to get in his hand, but the sound of the door's distraction enough that he loses interest, instead ready to fight - or at least argue with - whoever it is that's coming over here. Hell no, he's not moving, and if they think they can make him, screw them. They've taken everything else away so far, they're not getting this-
...but it's someone he's never seen before.
Okay. The hell's this guy want.]