BRANCH & ROOT / prompt 3

[caninity]

[Heine's content to eavesdrop; he's at home, reclining at the far end of the bar, inconspicuous -- though there's no need to be, merely listening to what the buzz is about.. He's wary about the suspicions regarding the resistance, though he's reluctant to engage anyone outside of his table. He eyes Badou over the rim of his mug, not overly fond of the swill within, but it's part of socializing. Infogathering.

It all helps with his career -- their career, in a roundabout way. He's entirely to passe about their circumstances; he hasn't been roused to fight, train or vouch for one side over the other (logically speaking, however, the resistance is least of all to blame). Matter of fact, he's remaining quiet, focusing on a scene beyond Badou involving a Scarback and an ordinary patron, unidentifiable by faction with a mere glance. Their interaction isn't a hostile one, but it's interesting on principle.]

Have you been feeling any different?

[With his eyes elsewhere. Regarding talks of that pandemic. The query is void of actual concern.]

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[brokeassgoing]

[slamming his hand into the table just to get it to rattle, Badou flicks the chicken chunk right back, hard--- and hisses:]

Eat shit-- you're the one who didn't stick to the plan! You were thirty goddamn minutes late! I'm gonna take that game of yours and-- and--

[well he realizes who he's talking to]

And give it a nice home.

[caninity]

You got caught.

[He straightens his posture, just a bit, glad he's still clutching his drink -- not that Badou's outburst would've been enough to topple it.

Speaking of, he'll drain the mug entirely while trying to unlock a double meaning behind his partner's words...but not for long. He'd rather not digress.]

[brokeassgoing]

AND YOU GOT CAUGHT WITH YOUR ASS UP IN THE AIR! FUCK YOU!

[he's doing a real good job of keeping under the radar with all this shouting]

[caninity]

[It's fine. Surely they aren't the only people who need couple's counseling in this room. Bar. Restaurant in-betweener thing.]

When?

[brokeassgoing]

[no they just need to level up to that passive-aggressive note part. That'll get burned within 2 minutes.]

THE OTHER DAY! WHENEVER YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT-- what are you talking about.

[caninity]

[Good thing the place is relatively noisy. Almost not noisy enough to completely block out Badou's tantrum, but.]

I'm talking about last week.

[Cue the waitress, who's just here to ask how the wings were. He's gonna leave this to Badou.]

[brokeassgoing]

They're great, miss, thanks! This guy may not look impressed but if you look where his eyebrows should be you can kiiiinda tell.

[he still doesn't believe the Timeline of this by the way]

[caninity]

[Cue some vacantish staring on his behalf. The waitress seems at least somewhat adapted to these sorts of things. She'll be refilling their waters, because everybody gets a complimentary water with their booze/meals.

He's lost interest in nettling about their continuous stream of botched (which isn't even the right word, they're good at completing things) plans. It's a weekly topic anyway.]

[brokeassgoing]

[ain't that the goddamn truth

it always fails WHAT ARE THEY DOING WRONG

maybe its no use trying to have business meetings like this]

You hear about the company dude caught fucking something interesting?