serpentinthegarden: (Lurking)
Anthony J. Crowley ([personal profile] serpentinthegarden) wrote in [community profile] tramitem_log2020-05-14 12:29 am

Finding the errant cousin

Who: Anthony and Alec (Closed) - NOW WITH OPEN SECTION (Visit Alec in Hospital) 
What: Alec is drunk and wandering New York with a traitorous med alert bracelet letting his cousin know where he is. He is about to be found.
It goes poorly and Alec ends up being emergency transported to Mount Sinai Hospital where his heart is restarted and he is forced to stay for observation until Monday (May 18th)
When: Right after Alec's post, Evening of May 13th
Where: The subways of NYC
Rating/Warnings: One angry hurt drunk - anything could happen : Heart attack and Hospital mentions

Alec hadn't been at the hotel when Anthony arrived though the owner remembered having seen him... after being slipped fifty dollars and being threatened with motorcycle skid marks all over his lobby which was apparently the only room in the place he actually worried about being clean. Fortunately the med alert bracelet was still with Alec and still in pinging distance of the head office. Anthony chased that signal from one end of New York to the other until it occurred to him the only way his cousin could move that quickly was if he were on the subway.

Anthony's boot clicked against the concrete floor as he finally tracked the signal down to a certain station at the correct time for him to hop onto the train. He even managed to find the correct car before the whole train lurched forward and began its circuit around the city again.

"Wake up."

The soul of Alec's shoe was given a soft kick to aide in that request.

"What are you doing sleeping in the subway? Anyone could have found you down here."
scotch_egg: (listen to me)

[personal profile] scotch_egg 2020-05-19 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
"No. I'm doing the hotel calls and I'm paying for it. You can take me there if you want even set me in the bloody bed." He wasn't really serious about the last part. "But you're not doing it for me."
scotch_egg: (clever glasses)

[personal profile] scotch_egg 2020-05-19 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
"No. None of it was your fault. Where do you even get an idea like that?" He didn't want Anthony paying for any of it. He would accept what help he needed to get the family off his back and put his cousin in a more peaceful frame of mind, but no more than that.
scotch_egg: (you can't be serious)

[personal profile] scotch_egg 2020-05-19 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
"It wasn't you it was that bloody kid stalking me." He folded his arms. "Ruddy lot of good I did going to that picnic anyway. I shouldn't've gone. You're right. Should've just stayed well out of it. End result is the bloody same."

And it wasn't even a good ending. Grace was miserable, Fell was somehow still sad about it, Anthony regretted it.

"Why is it you can't just-- just love someone and that's it? Why does it have to be complicated? Why can't love just last? It-- It's-- It's a bloody stupid game is what it is and I'm glad I got out when I did."
scotch_egg: (you can't be serious)

[personal profile] scotch_egg 2020-05-19 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
"That had nothing to do with you." A lie, but he didn't need to know that. And yes, that was the problem with love. It wasn't certain. There was nothing to stop it starting or ending.

"That's disgusting." He didn't even want to think about a pigeon poop lady. "Never and you've never kept anyone away in your life. What would you know?"

It was better. Safer. And he intended to keep doing it. More difficult to disappoint people or vice versa when you didn't really care.
scotch_egg: (in bed)

[personal profile] scotch_egg 2020-05-19 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
"No. I have actual taste." He wasn't watching it. And, bird shite aside, it sounded ideal to him. He'd been going just fine so far. The only problems came when he let others get in.

"I promise I'll stay away from pigeons." It was an attempt at a joke but it came out flat.
scotch_egg: (in bed)

[personal profile] scotch_egg 2020-05-19 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Why does this seem like some extended metaphor for something? Alec tried not to think too hard about it. He did chuckle a bit at the Kermit the Frog voice and a little more as he suddenly has a vision of Fell as the pig character and halfway wonders if he can karate chop just as hard.

He wondered what it was like to be in that fairytale. Magical bullshit aside, to find someone you loved and who loved you. To really find one another across distances. To be... perfect for them. Or rather there was no sense that anything about you had to change. He'd never believed love like that actually existed. Though for someone impossible as Anthony, he was possibly the exception to the rule.

"Hope the knight and magician live happily ever after," he muttered, half to himself.