( closed ) worse than you've ever been

[reneger]

Who: jason todd & misc
What: a catch-all
When: january-march
Where: milton, mostly.

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[reneger]

I'm alright with 'em, ( threads and needles. jason's been on his own long enough; he knows how to mend his own clothes, at least - and fix crap so it fits better when necessary. regardless, ) but I know someone who's a lot better than I am and can handle it.

( it's the point of the thing, which also brings him to the whole, ) Y'know, you could've told me about the Pig. I thought I was hallucinating and asked it for a bazooka. What the hell am I going to do with a bazooka way out here?

[ployboy]

[Either Jason is talking about a redhead or

--wait.] What do you mean I could have told you about the Pig?! [squawks the indomitable spirit of a younger brother who, even still, cannot believe that this other man thought he was responsible for telling the big tale of the Boar!

Which

oh, duck

aw fuck, maybe it had been an oversight... but...]

How did you not know about the Pig. [Comes the frazzled, hurried whisper.

Because, now that Tim thinks about it (and how he hates thinking about it) yes, it would kill Jason to be social, or to so much as pretend to be social.]

Oh my god.

[A bazooka.

Tim stares.]

[reneger]

No one told me I should keep an eye out for an item-hurling giant goddamn Pig who'd just drop whatever I asked for from it on my feet.

( so, yes.

a bazooka. or more accurately, a recoilless rifle, which isn't all that much different, except the one jason asked for just happens to be a little more difficult to transport.

and is a little more accurate. plus, has better range. overall, not a shitty item to have around in case they need it.

but also:

a bazooka. which they don't need, unless they've got something big to hit. )

So this's your fault.