Barnaby Brooks Jr. (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
tsunderebunny) wrote2013-09-26 03:24 pm
tsunderebunny) wrote2013-09-26 03:24 pm
Episode 2: Hindsight is 20/20 [Audio/Action]
[The first time was forgiveable. Even after the incident in Sternbild over the Christmas of 1978 (which he had never gotten to experience before he was spirited away to the beach on the other side of the enclosure last spring), Barnaby was able to find it within himself to accept the small degree of good that came with the emotionally jarring effects of the invasion from last month. It was a lie, he knew, but for a few days there he felt like he had something normal.
That itself bothered him to no end. He couldn't accept it, but...
He had found a few friends for a change.
The most recent incident, however, was a repeated offense. It wasn't the result of the actions of any tertiary parties, like last month. No, this had to be the Management toying with them again, for whatever the reason that Barnaby didn't care to investigate. The few acquaintances he had made over the months had forgotten about him -- and Luceti -- entirely.
That was the true offense.
But, even through his anger, a part of him wondered if this was how Kotetsu felt on that blisteringly cold day last December (the one he had missed, remember?).
To forget. To be forgotten.
Barnaby would never allow that to happen again.]
[Late in the afternoon Barnaby tossed open the journal that he periodically ignored and, for once, decided to openly speak his mind.]
If everyone is done now, I'm heading out.
[With that he flipped the book shut. No, he won't be responding to any replies for a while.
Instead, he could be found in Good Spirits for the night. He had things he needed to think about and notes to reorganize. Perhaps a drink (or three) might help him settle down a little.
The odds of that were nil.]
That itself bothered him to no end. He couldn't accept it, but...
He had found a few friends for a change.
The most recent incident, however, was a repeated offense. It wasn't the result of the actions of any tertiary parties, like last month. No, this had to be the Management toying with them again, for whatever the reason that Barnaby didn't care to investigate. The few acquaintances he had made over the months had forgotten about him -- and Luceti -- entirely.
That was the true offense.
But, even through his anger, a part of him wondered if this was how Kotetsu felt on that blisteringly cold day last December (the one he had missed, remember?).
To forget. To be forgotten.
Barnaby would never allow that to happen again.]
[Late in the afternoon Barnaby tossed open the journal that he periodically ignored and, for once, decided to openly speak his mind.]
If everyone is done now, I'm heading out.
[With that he flipped the book shut. No, he won't be responding to any replies for a while.
Instead, he could be found in Good Spirits for the night. He had things he needed to think about and notes to reorganize. Perhaps a drink (or three) might help him settle down a little.
The odds of that were nil.]
action;
He glanced up at the man when he heard the question, but it took a moment for the meaning to sink in. His only reply was a tired smile.]
It's not like it's taken.
[Words. He didn't mind the idea of company. Anonymous company in an anonymous bar where no one cared about his thoughts or his career or just how well he was actually doing was exactly what he was looking for.]
action;
[And with that, he sat down. The bartender was off serving another person and he would have to wait to order so his attention remained mostly on his new found company. Once comfortable, he turned directly to the man and his forgotten notes. The first thing to mind on what next to say was a cliche, however he couldn't resist the opportunity anyway.]
So, working hard or hardly working?