Gren's Delivery Service

[murderpotato]

Who: Drunkle (murderpotato ), Honorary Sober Nephew (werewolfing ) and Stabby Girl (whichend )
What: Drunkle Gren pays a visit to those assholes that he helped out that one time or whatever.
Where: Peter's place and Arya's place 
When: During the Wendigo event
Warnings: Contains Gren's potty mouth.

There's an old saying somewhere or other-- Gren doesn't remember who said it, fuck, he's like a millennia or two old, how the fuck is he supposed to remember-- that you're responsible for the things you save.  That if you save a man, than you're responsible for his well being for the rest of his life.

Well, he'd helped to save a kid, and he guesses that he should make sure that she hasn't died yet or something.  He went through all the trouble of digging her up that one time, and he doesn't want it to have just gone to waste.  And with all this wendigo bullshit going on, there's a higher than usual probability that someone is going to get themselves into trouble in one form or another.  It's not like he's concerned or anything-- he doesn't give a fuck, why would he give a fuck?-- he just doesn't want his work to go to waste.  And he should probably make sure that the other kid is actually, like, eating a vegetable for once in his life before he dies of scurvy or something.  Or whatever disease it is that you get when you only eat peanut butter sandwiches.

Yeah.  That's all.

And he's already gone out to scavenge for some non-soylent green food, so he might as well take some with him.  Technically, it's from his half of the food supply, but that just means that it's his food and he can do whatever the fuck he wants with it.  He can eat it if he wants, or he can give it away if he wants, so get off his back.

When he makes it to the front door of the house that he's, like, ninety percent sure is the right one, bag of groceries in arm, he's kind of out of arms.  And, classy motherfucker that he is, he doesn't feel like putting the bag down to knock properly and instead kicks at the door.

"Anybody fuckin' alive in there?"

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[whichend]

Arya, for better or for worse, is alive. The same can't be said of her housemate. Cashmere fled almost a day ago, and since then, Arya has barely eaten or slept, focusing instead on trying to figure out what she should do, how she can get Cash back. Arya has good survival skills, but sometimes her planning under pressure needs work, and she can forget some pretty crucial things, like square meals. Those are for the weak anyway, right?

Arya's scouring the network, trying to find any more posts on how to kill the wendigos, or better yet, how to save them. Arya would even take a hint as to where Cashmere could have gone. What Arya isn't looking for, or expecting, is a visitor.

The harsh voice and loud kicking is enough to pull Arya out of her concentration, and she flings the door open, a what do you want on the tip of her tongue.

"Gren?"

She says, instead, because he did save her life and yelling at him now would be pretty rude, even for her. "Um. Do you want to...come in?"

[murderpotato]

It would totally be rude for her to yell at the guy who saved her life even though she threatened to kill him that one time. And he's even bringing food with him that isn't made of people, he's a fucking saint or something.

"Yeah, sure, why the fuck not."

He walks in; probably a good idea to get off the street for a while, anyway.

"Where's the other kid? The one that's fuckin' sick or whatever?"

[werewolfing]

Peter and Newt have, as peter had mentioned, been staying inside. It's the best 'staying alive' option thus far and Peter likes staying alive. It's one of his preferred states. Of course, staying alive by staying in one's alien apartment without anything but the network, roommates, and a game of Pong for entertainment means they take a lot of naps.

"Of course we're alive in here," comes a familar, if slightly sleepy, voice through the door. Peter opens it a moment later, scratching hair that's about as rumpled as usual. He perks up once he sees who's there, though.

"Drunkle! C'mon in. What the fuck're you doing here?"

[murderpotato]

The kid looks like he's been sleeping for the past eight and a half hours, which is better than being dead or something.

"Are you seriously gonna fuckin' call me that?"

Gren steps inside and pushes the bag of groceries at Peter. It contains a fair variety of things, mostly non meat-based, all of it checked out by Rhys and his magic eye already. Nobody's turning into a fucking wendigo on his watch, that's for fucking sure.

"Here. Eat a fuckin' vegetable."

[whichend]

Arya leads Gren into the kitchen, stealing a couple glances at the bag of groceries. Are those supposed to be for her? It's a lot of food for just one person, and Arya doesn't usually eat that much anyway. She's eaten less since Hope's post went out -- it pretty much destroyed her appetite, honestly.

"She's gone," Arya says, quietly, not looking at Gren. "Cashmere turned into something that wasn't like Cashmere at all, and she ran, I think, before the disease took her completely. I couldn't stop her."

Arya doesn't want to think about what it will be like when she sees Cash again. Arya knows she has to find her housemate, though. She has to get the wendigo out of Cash, no matter what.

[murderpotato]

He follows her into her kitchen and plops the bag of assorted foodstuffs onto a counter. Here you go, kid, eat a fucking vegetable or a fruit or something, it's supposed to be good for you. He doesn't know, he's a fucking monster who lives off of Jack Daniel's and pickled eggs.

He keeps his hands busy by pulling out some of the perishable stuff while Arya tells him about her previously-sick-now-wendigo'ed roommate. Shit, he'd been hoping that when Peter had told him about the sick kid, he'd meant like actually sick, not supernatural wendigo bullshit.

"Well, you ain't gotta worry about that happening to you. I got this shit checked, it's clean."

So for fuck's sake, kid, eat something.

"And that useless asshole said he could do something about this shit, right? So she can get fixed."