Mexico shenanigans group log [OPEN]

[inchesofevil]

WHO: The Mexico evacuees!
WHERE: Mexico City (or also anywhere en route between the porter cities and there)
WHEN: Feb 15 onwards, through the duration of the coup
WHAT: Do you want Mexico shenanigans? Here is your catch-all/mingle post for Mexico shenanigans, please enjoy. (See the OOC mod post for details.)
WARNINGS: Please put warnings in your subjectlines if necessary!

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[wishedforbread]

"It was a friendly fight. They were cheering us on. I think. I don't speak Spanish so...maybe...uh..."

Apparently Mina is a robot. Somehow he didn't pick up on this until now. That shut him up more effectively than Duncan's complaining.

[inchesofevil]

It doesn't take Duncan very long to realize what he's looking at, and even though he's still frustrated and annoyed, it takes on a note of concern as he moves out of his doorway toward the kitchen. "Whoa, what the hell happened to you?"

If he's surprised by Mina's robot-ness, it's not apparent.

[wishedforbread]

"Beer. Cheap tequila. Fight. You know how it goes."

In Mikazuki's world, this made for a good night. "You guys shoulda come. It was fun!"

[inchesofevil]

Duncan folds his arms, giving Mikazuki a flat stare. Have you seen Duncan? He's a fucking weed, he doesn't even look like he should be able to handle a sword half as well as he does. He'd get snapped in half in a proper brawl. "Pass, thanks."

He glances toward Mina, dutifully providing first aid, and then back to Mikazuki. "Do you uh, want a heal?"

[wishedforbread]

"Do I want a...Do you have healing powers?"

Because getting bandages and antiseptic and shit is great but just magically being in tip top shape again would be even better. No offense, Mina.

[electromedic]

None taken, she's used to not being the only one with healing abilities. She'll step aside if Duncan wants to take a look, slapping one last bandage on the bridge of Mikazuki's nose.

"There aren't a lot of situations where I'd call a bar brawl 'fun'. You smell like you got alcohol splashed all over you..." She looks away, spacing out for a second. "... and you've got a BAC to match. Yikes."

[inchesofevil]

"Yeah, I'm a cleric, video game style." He brings his hands together in front of his chest, already channeling his magic into a heal as he speaks. Healing is easy, especially for minor injuries like this; he could do it in his sleep (and let's be real, this isn't far from the case right now).

"Let me just--" A soft white glow forms between his hands, but almost as soon as it appears it flickers and dies, like a light bulb burning out. He stares at the empty space in confusion for a moment before turning frustrated and dropping his hands. "--Do absolutely fucking nothing, never the fuck mind. I keep forgetting this shitty fucking universe took that skill away from me."

[wishedforbread]

Mikazuki drooped.

"Wow way to get my hopes up."

[inchesofevil]

"Jeez, it's not like I'm a fucking fan of it myself." He drags a chair over, taking a seat, forming a triangle of sorts between the three of them. "Man, I used to play a character who got into bar fights for fun but I didn't think that was a thing real people actually did."

[wishedforbread]

"Don't knock it 'til you try it. We're young. We're healthy. We've got bodies that can move around. We should take advantage of that and do all kinds of stuff while we can!"