yeah but i did come back & us being here in the first place aint "natural" so w/e
u used her sword 4 what its 4 dont c the big deal
[He's lying, because as soon as he read what Archie said, his mind gave him a nice searing serving of a flashback to the sword stabbing into him. But Guzma's king at repressing things, and that skill is being put to the test here.]
[it takes him a little while to show up, but-- well, he gets there. like guzma, archie's beat to shit still. hell, he even has a pretty cool scabbed gash across his nose! thanks, guzma!
he shows up with a backpack, crobat in tow as usual. he probably has the rest of his team with him-- though he's also... holding a half-empty bottle of wine, because...
[Like Archie, Guzma is also covered in bruises and scabs, got a busted lip, black eyes (that's not makeup!), swollen nose... When he answers the door, he looks like absolute shit, but are either of them surprised?
When Guzma's eyes fall on that scabbed over gash on Archie's face, his eyes wince slightly. It's for just a moment, before he flatly speaks up: ]
Well, one of us has got to change, and it ain't gonna be me.
[Funny, asshole. But then he looks to the wine.]
Didn't take you for a pompous douche, but I guess you're full'a surprises, huh?
[As he says that, he steps outta the way so Archie can step into his surprisingly clean living room. Well, besides the holes in the wall...]
[Guzma's expression sours at the thought. That was awkward and weird for them both. In a strange way he was...kinda glad to be there for him? But if he could avoid having to deal with that again, he absolutely will.
He takes the bottle without protest, looking at it for a second, before watching as Archie staggers in like the drunk he is.]
Good thing for both of us I'm always stocked.
[Closing the door behind him after nodding to Crobat as he goes in as well, he takes a fat swig from the bottle, grimacing against the flavor.]
I hope there's more than school supplies in that fuckin' backpack.
[here archie is, an idiot, thinking guzma detests him for it, even though he didn't directly reject it. look, he was very drunk when it happened. he barely remembers it, just that he cried like a bitch and it was awkward. everything else from that night is a total blur.]
Hell yeah, brother. [he shoots a shaka sign at guzma with his free hand. crobat takes off and disappears very quickly, though likely in the direction guzma's team are currently in.] I got...
[a slow blink.]
...Whatever it was I said I'd bring over. In the backpack.
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why do you still give a shit after what i did to you
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i mean u were pretty fuckin shitty back on the boat ngl
but w/e idrc abt that u usually got shit takes neway
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that had nothing to do with it
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fine
yeah u fuckin killed me big deal idc
can we get back 2 things being normal???
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can it?
it never does
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im still here aint i???
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our resurrections here aren't natural anyway
you really don't give a shit?
i sullied her sword with what i did with it
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u used her sword 4 what its 4 dont c the big deal
[He's lying, because as soon as he read what Archie said, his mind gave him a nice searing serving of a flashback to the sword stabbing into him. But Guzma's king at repressing things, and that skill is being put to the test here.]
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do u want me 2 break down & cry cuz you killed me? fat chance fucker
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i don't know what i want
never mind
talk later
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u kno ur just gonna avoid me like the bitchass coward u r! aint no talkin later were talkin now!
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this aint about him
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my fuckin friend maybe
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SIIIIIGH
WHY CAN'T PEOPLE JUST LET HIM BE MISERABLE AND SELF HATING]
ok
i can come over
hear me out
with a giant bag of weed
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he shows up with a backpack, crobat in tow as usual. he probably has the rest of his team with him-- though he's also... holding a half-empty bottle of wine, because...
well. he was... whining? it's funny, trust me.]
Yo, let me in! C'mon, shithead!
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When Guzma's eyes fall on that scabbed over gash on Archie's face, his eyes wince slightly. It's for just a moment, before he flatly speaks up: ]
Well, one of us has got to change, and it ain't gonna be me.
[Funny, asshole. But then he looks to the wine.]
Didn't take you for a pompous douche, but I guess you're full'a surprises, huh?
[As he says that, he steps outta the way so Archie can step into his surprisingly clean living room. Well, besides the holes in the wall...]
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[that................... certainly is a threat, archie. he shoves the bottle at guzma as he half-staggers in.]
It's the cheapest shit I could find.
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He takes the bottle without protest, looking at it for a second, before watching as Archie staggers in like the drunk he is.]
Good thing for both of us I'm always stocked.
[Closing the door behind him after nodding to Crobat as he goes in as well, he takes a fat swig from the bottle, grimacing against the flavor.]
I hope there's more than school supplies in that fuckin' backpack.
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Hell yeah, brother. [he shoots a shaka sign at guzma with his free hand. crobat takes off and disappears very quickly, though likely in the direction guzma's team are currently in.] I got...
[a slow blink.]
...Whatever it was I said I'd bring over. In the backpack.
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