[ Honestly, Mako is off doing... Mako things... this month. Wu would be worried about him, normally, but he's a bit wrapped up in his own stuff right now, too. ]
I wanted to check in on you, buddy! Mind letting me in? It's freezing out here.
[Bolin turns and steps- is forced aside. Who knew that someone so much smaller than him could command such gusto. Pabu trills back to Fritter as if to say it isn't that bad but cozies up next to her for a warm little cuddle.
Bolin's warren is something close to the..uh.. approximation of a home. Like it was when Mako came, the chamber is about 10ft x 10ft and just deep enough for Bolin to stand, illuminated by three decently bright lunar lights. His bedroll lays neatly folded up against the far wall, a mix of straw mattress, disused velvet curtains from the club, and other assorted bedding he's collected. His desk, a wide plank of wood elevated about a foot off the ground on some stone, is strewn with Rocky Horror scripts, costumes and plans; and there is another 'table' with some various household tools. A pot and pan, some casks of water, his bags, clothes and some food.
There is no central fire pit, knowing that the smoke would suffocate him underground, but the first step down is black with char where he has had fire and been able to feed it from the door kept open a crack.
He's thought about all this. Quite a lot. And while Bo hasn't been down there very long, it's been long enough to source and install a series of copper pipes across the ceiling and through to street level for fresh air.
It's basic, with cold floors and walls, but it's dry and safe from detection and attack. The pipes create a draft which isn't great but mean he can breathe, and there are a few blobs of cooled magma on the ground near his bedroll and more by his desk which is how he's been staying warm.
What wasn't out before when Mako came is a small glass orb on a pad of moss with a red spider lily inside - laid carefully on the ground next to Bolin's bedroll.
Until just now, he'd been sitting on the floor at his desk sewing costumes and the bulk of material lays disturbed, needle half way through the lapel of a gold, sequin tailcoat.]
Well excuse me, judgy. If you can bend something better go right on ahead.
He stands in the middle of the space, the gift still in his hands, trying to take it in, and trying to feel Bolin's feelings-- how does he feel about being here? ]
Honestly, it's not great, but it's better than I was expecting. Mako made it sound like you were sleeping on the ground.
[ Which... he is, but at least there's something between him and the ground.
Wu holds out the present for him, which is quite large and soft. Inside is a duvet with a nice green cover, because Wu is very afraid that Bolin is going to freeze under here and they'll have to get Korra to bend him out ]
[Sorry Wu. He's not mad at you in the slightest. He's mad at his brother (actually more mad at himself) and Wu is getting the rubble.
But he listens when Wu speaks and when he takes the gift the fight drops from his sails a little bit, carefully unwrapping the gift and spreading the blanket out in his arms before wrapping it around him. It smells like Fresh and Clean and Good and Bolin breathes it, exhaling heavily through his nose with contentment.]
This is so nice.
[Straight up? The hole isn't his dream home. But it isn't that bad and people have been so mean to him lately that he's pretty happy to be left alone. Before that everyone was ignoring him and before that he'd spent a whole month hiding in the club's curtains feeling homesick, in the way, and sorry for himself.
So.. yeah, the hole is lonely and dark and kind of scary but in a lot of ways it's comforting. If only because it is the one thing he appears able to control.
[ Wu lets out a breath, watching him cuddle up into the blanket with a sense of satisfaction. Giving someone a gift they actually like and appreciate is one of his greatest joys in life. ]
It's okay. Clearly things aren't going so hot for you right now, buddy!
[ He looks around for somewhere to sit, and, not seeing anything, opts to lean against the wall, watching him with a soft expression ]
And you're very welcome. I'm not here to tell you off or anything. I know Mako already did that, but you know you can ask us for help, right? I mean, Mako's your brother! And I don't want to see you freezing to death for no good reason. Or at all.
[ Bending is so handy, isn't it? He can just redecorate whenever he wants. Wu sits down delicately on the rock stool, filing it away to get Bolin some pillows to put on these "chairs" ]
What's not right about any of them? My friend Ryan was living in this horrible apartment, but at least it was an apartment! It might be free-- no. Don't live there. It was honestly worse than this.
[ It had mold and broken stairs and outdated appliances. Honestly, a hole in the ground is better.
[Bolin snorts softly and moves to set up his kitchen. A little hole in the floor, a few pebbles phase changed into lava, some water from a cask into a small but clean pot. It's a very rustic way of doing things and he would be lost for heat without his lavabending, but he's figured out a lighter touch for small domestic applications and so far it's been working just fine.
A sudden pulse of heat blooms through the small space and Bolin moves to sit on the ground so he can work. He isn't sure what kind of tea it is he's bought but it's nice enough. Distinctly Other...but nice.]
What was wrong with Ryan's place?
[Asked as he digs out the tea and drops a few large pinches into the pot.]
[ It had taken Dean a day or so to reorient himself -- coming back to life as a freakin' squid had thrown him way, way off, and once he'd finally managed to get home, he started checking his messages.
Not that he had many. Not surprising, he isn't really mister popular and doesn't have many friends.
The ones he does have though, from Bolin, shatter his already broken heart. He doesn't even know what to do - surely he's been replaced, it would only make sense, but--
It hurts. It stings. Not only did Sam get him killed, but he'd likely robbed him of this, too. ]
[Oh Dean. He has been m o u r n i n g you, man. December has been wild but he's spent countless days on the beach hoping to see a squid. The flash of a leather jacket. The blubbing of a person emerging from the waves.. anything.
Go figure Dean came out when Bolin wasn't there.
It takes him a moment to get to his Omni, moping as he is.
Mako was right to be worried about the show going down the drain and he was right that it would bring Bolin with it.
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