Event Log - Horoscopes!

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone
What: That's your horoscope for today ♪
When: November 25th-30th
Where: Anywhere you want!
Summary: The event has begun, and- oh, you guys know the drill 8|
Rating: ???

The horoscopes have appeared on the journals, the effects are in place, and just about everyone is acting a little bit... quirky, shall we say.

Event details and plotting can be found HERE!

Comments

[pugilistinpink.livejournal.com]

Yeah, okay, but still. I woulda saved some of it, at least, 'cause y'never know what's gonna happen... but yeah, it's a lil' late f'that, huh.

[dun-measure-up.livejournal.com]

Never really missed it.

[Furthervlying here; money is nice to have.]

[pugilistinpink.livejournal.com]

Oh. [And that shuts him up... for all of five seconds.] Y'know what I miss? Doc; Doc Louis. He's m'trainer from back home, a former heavyweight champ from the fifties. He's the best trainer a guy could have. A nice guy, real dedicated. He's sure as hell tough, but that's the way y'get better, y'know?

[dun-measure-up.livejournal.com]

Sounds like a good trainer for a boxer, Sugar.

[pugilistinpink.livejournal.com]

[Standing still now, he nods dimly.]

Yeah... [He peters off - but briefly, absently chewing on his lip as he gazes down at his feet. ] He's... I... sometimes I ain't sure where I'd be without 'im. I ain't sure if... iunno... [Rubbing the back of his head, he lets out a breath that almost sounds like a weak chuckle.] ...ain't sure if I'd still be around, y'know? [While he manages a closed smile that could almost pass as being sincere, he looks everywhere but at Jason for a long moment.]

...Y'got somebody like that?

[dun-measure-up.livejournal.com]

[A moment of silence.]

Not at the moment, Sugar.

[pugilistinpink.livejournal.com]

Oh. [It is rather awkward, the way in which Jason's answer is left hanging in the air.]

...Guess I should get goin'. [Smooth; very smooth.]

[dun-measure-up.livejournal.com]

[A smile; forced a bit, probably, but still genuine enough]

Oh, stop it, Sugar. I'm fine.

[He pops another piece of gum into his mouth]

How'd you meet him?

[pugilistinpink.livejournal.com]

It's jus'... I don' wanna... [He shrugs a little.] Hold you up or nothin' if y'got some place t'go. [Well, it's partly true, at least. He inevitably begins to ramble a little.] If you do wanna go somewhere, I mean.

[dun-measure-up.livejournal.com]

I have plenty of places I should be heading for, Sugar, but ain't none of them here, so don't your worry you little Yankee head over it.

[pugilistinpink.livejournal.com]

Uh... right. Okay.

Well... about Doc... he'd drop in the local gym a lot an' check everybody out. I started goin' there 'round thirteen, fourteen, an' it was real somethin' seein' him around. He said a couple things t'me, but we ain't ever really talked 'til, iunno, 'bout half a year or somethin'? It seemed like whenever I was lookin' his way, he was always lookin' at the other guys. I was real sure he was gonna wanna train one a' them instead a' me.

[dun-measure-up.livejournal.com]

But then he went and saw something in you, huh?

Short but spunky. I like that.

[Self interest? No...]

[pugilistinpink.livejournal.com]

[He cracks a lopsided smile and chuckles lightly, more embarrassed than flattered.] Yeah, guess he did.

[dun-measure-up.livejournal.com]

Must be something in your swing, then. Ain't a bad thing.

[pugilistinpink.livejournal.com]

My swing... [He repeats, thoughtfully.] Yeah. M'real lucky - iunno what I woulda done if he'd a' gone with somebody else. Jus' keep tryin', I guess... but I feel like I talked t' hundreds a' trainers before 'im an' nobody wanted t'give me a shot.

[dun-measure-up.livejournal.com]

Good thing you found a good trainer, then, not some blind idiot, Sugar.

[pugilistinpink.livejournal.com]

Yeah... [He leaves that hanging for a moment, and the changes the subject.] So whaddya do? What're you into?

[dun-measure-up.livejournal.com]

Me, Sugar? Oh, used to do work like putting in roads and uilding walls and that kind of thing. Africa, Asia, those kinds of places. More recently, tend a bar back almost home in the US.

[pugilistinpink.livejournal.com]

Wow, y'sound like y'been keepin' real busy. So that buildin' stuff... was that part a' some charity or somethin'?