[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.]
[ Wu watches, fascinated. He's seen Bolin lavabend, at a distance, but seeing it up close and personal? Is very cool.
He only realizes that Bolin asked him something a long moment later ]
Huh? Oh. It was a dump! Everything was broken and the paint was peeling and you couldn't even go upstairs! I don't think any of his appliances worked, and he was sleeping on a mattress on the floor.
At least here, you're safe from drafts and splinters.
And noise and monster attacks and kidnappings and criminals,
[Bo adds in agreement and sits back while the water boils. It won't be long.
Warm, he drops the blanket back from his shoulders but not entirely, loving the feeling of security it gives. After a beat he breaks out a few buns to share and Pabu tugs Fritter over to settle near the heat.
Familiar buns, obviously, which mysteriously appeared at this doorstep last night. They taste like stubborn but unrelenting concern but he'll still eat them. ]
Yeah! It's... I mean, it's not great, but at least you're safe.
[ Well, he won't say no to a bun. Mako makes great buns, and he's been stress cooking a lot and Wu feels that it's his due to benefit from all that stress.
[Kneejerk. He doesn't look convinced. It's terrible, Wu. You know, he knows, everyone knows. But if he keeps telling himself that it's fine then it has to be fine.]
Yeah, I was thinking about putting in like a hot tub [Holding his hand out from his face like a view finder.] and a sauna.. a real.. subterranean palace.
I'd definitely visit more if there was a hot tub! Better than having to go all the way to the hot springs to enjoy the heat.
[ Stop encouraging him, Wu.
Wu watches him, he can tell that Bolin doesn't really mean it, by his expression and by the emotions that Wu can feel from him. He frowns a little, narrowing his eyes, but he's not going to call him on it just yet. ]
[ He shakes his head, then lets out a sigh. Time to try, at least ]
You know, I've been thinking about going to look around the Cellar Door, see what else is out there. My costume room is already overflowing for the show.
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Date: 2021-12-14 11:55 pm (UTC)The door grinds open.
Apparently so.
Bolin folds his arms over his chest, shoulders squared like a bouncer. Pabu is watching from his spot behind Bolin's ankle, just as suspicious.]
You really just came to check on me all on your own.
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Date: 2021-12-15 12:01 am (UTC)[ Wu shivers and pushes past him into the... hole. Fritter runs along next to him and chitters at Pabu, as if to ask how he can live like this.
He looks around, trying and failing to keep his distaste off his face ]
This is... nice.
[ Nailed it. ]
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Date: 2021-12-15 12:43 am (UTC)[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.
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Date: 2021-12-15 01:02 am (UTC)[ Bolin knows very well that he can't bend. Rude.
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 ]
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Date: 2021-12-15 01:25 am (UTC)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.
Finally, softer, earnestly,]
Thank you.
.. I'm sorry I snapped at you.
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Date: 2021-12-15 01:56 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2021-12-15 02:16 am (UTC)I know. And I appreciate that, I really do. I'm going to find a place, I just haven't found the right one yet.
.. do you want some tea?
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Date: 2021-12-15 02:48 am (UTC)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.
He lets out a breath ]
Tea would be lovely. Thank you.
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Date: 2021-12-15 05:20 pm (UTC)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.]
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Date: 2021-12-17 12:45 am (UTC)He only realizes that Bolin asked him something a long moment later ]
Huh? Oh. It was a dump! Everything was broken and the paint was peeling and you couldn't even go upstairs! I don't think any of his appliances worked, and he was sleeping on a mattress on the floor.
At least here, you're safe from drafts and splinters.
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Date: 2021-12-17 12:57 am (UTC)[Bo adds in agreement and sits back while the water boils. It won't be long.
Warm, he drops the blanket back from his shoulders but not entirely, loving the feeling of security it gives. After a beat he breaks out a few buns to share and Pabu tugs Fritter over to settle near the heat.
Familiar buns, obviously, which mysteriously appeared at this doorstep last night. They taste like stubborn but unrelenting concern but he'll still eat them. ]
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Date: 2021-12-21 10:44 pm (UTC)[ Well, he won't say no to a bun. Mako makes great buns, and he's been stress cooking a lot and Wu feels that it's his due to benefit from all that stress.
A beat as he stares down at the bun ]
Do you like it?
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Date: 2021-12-22 12:36 am (UTC)[Kneejerk. He doesn't look convinced. It's terrible, Wu. You know, he knows, everyone knows. But if he keeps telling himself that it's fine then it has to be fine.]
Yeah, I was thinking about putting in like a hot tub [Holding his hand out from his face like a view finder.] and a sauna.. a real.. subterranean palace.
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Date: 2021-12-22 06:29 pm (UTC)[ Stop encouraging him, Wu.
Wu watches him, he can tell that Bolin doesn't really mean it, by his expression and by the emotions that Wu can feel from him. He frowns a little, narrowing his eyes, but he's not going to call him on it just yet. ]
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Date: 2021-12-22 09:46 pm (UTC)[Also Bolin has zero object permanence and focuses on the present. So it is what it is and that's that.
Which is probably one of the reasons he's still down here and not house hunting.]
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Date: 2021-12-23 06:07 pm (UTC)Is it..?
[ He shakes his head, then lets out a sigh. Time to try, at least ]
You know, I've been thinking about going to look around the Cellar Door, see what else is out there. My costume room is already overflowing for the show.
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Date: 2021-12-23 07:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-12-23 08:19 pm (UTC)[ Wink wink, nudge nudge ]
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Date: 2021-12-23 08:42 pm (UTC)[But he does finish his tea and start the process of stowing his beautiful new blanket and pulling on his jacket.]
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Date: 2021-12-23 08:46 pm (UTC)[ And a place to stash his brother in law. He accepts his tea gratefully. ]
I think the show's going to be a hit. You know, when the whole cast is alive.
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Date: 2021-12-23 08:51 pm (UTC)But still watch him foxtrotting right into it if it is.]
Yeah? Honestly, I'm feeling good about it, man. This cast have some real acting chops.
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Date: 2021-12-23 08:56 pm (UTC)They do! All that talent was just sitting there, untapped. We have to release it, Bolin. We're the only ones who can.
[ Dramatic, much? ]
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Date: 2021-12-23 09:21 pm (UTC)And then leans over to slap him lightly. ]
Bolin! Bolin, gross!
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