"Same," Cyrus chuckled as he followed Uriah into the kitchen, still favoring his injured leg, "You'd think with some of the hangovers I've had, I wouldn't drink anymore."
He looked over to Eira and Andra and wondered aloud, "Should I go meet her? She's still surrounded by a bunch of near-strangers."
"I saw leave them be for now." Uriah nodded to the seat across from him. "How about you sit down." They needed to talk, Uriah worried for Cy, like a lot. He was so worried for everyone else that he doesn't care what happens to him.
"Uh oh. Do I sense an intervention?" Cyrus asked, plopping himself down in one of the kitchen chairs.
"Wow." Uriah clapped. "You win a prize." A small chuckle came from Uriah. "Seriously though, Cy." Uriah wasn't even sure what to say at this point. "I think you should take a break." He just needed to get away for a bit. "Being around everyone, isn't helping you with figuring out your emotions at all."
"Well, you've cut off my means for resorting to alcoholism to cope, so I'd say we're off to a good start. Or a rocky start, perhaps, since one of my means of escape is gone," Cyrus replied, tapping his fingers on the table.
Sparrow got up “going to the forest!” She called and climbed up the ladder for the bunker
Cyrus stood up upon hearing Sparrow call back. "NO!" he shouted after her.
Uriah ran after Sparrow. She shouldn't be going out there right now. "Hey, Sparrow!"
(Ughhhh Cyrus and Sparrow's relationship atm reminds me of one of my favorite songs. I'm dead. This RP has killed me.)
Sparrow ignored them and climbed a tree. Hiding in plain sight
Uriah climbed up after her. "Hey, come on you shouldn't be out here." He had to get her back inside, she was well enough to be out here. "Sparrow, come back inside."
“Can’t. I don’t want to be in the same room as him
Cyrus angrily paced the kitchen. Maybe Uriah could convince her to come back inside, because there was no way she was going to listen to him at this point.
Uriah climbed the tree and sat next to her. "I understand. Just let me sit with you at least." He couldn't leave her out here alone. He'll have to take to Cyrus later about getting a hold of his friend later, he can't put it off for to long though.
“Fine.” She said “but you can’t be beside me.” She grumbled and started climbing higher
His head hung in front of him and he sighed. "Okay." They need to talk, but at the same time they need time apart. Cyrus get out here this is your mess. "Do you want to talk about?" Talking always made Zhavia feel better, her and Sparrow are completely different people though.
“He hates me simple as that. What’s there to talk about?” She asked
Cyrus suddenly felt worried and climbed the ladder to see Uriah sitting on the lower branch of a tree. He assumed Sparrow was higher up. Silently, he tried to piece together what was happening and decide whether or not to try to join the conversation.
“We’ve been so close, but I guess him shoving me away and basically telling me to get lost is good. Now I do t have to worry about love.” She gritted out
"He doesn't hate you at all." Uriah held himself back from climbing up next to her. "Cy, just has a lot on his mind." And he is going to be leaving for a bit if Uriah can convince him. "Would you feel better, if he was gone for a while?"
“To be honest no. If something goes wrong we’ll have so much left unsaid.”
"I see." Maybe I wont ask Cy to go then. He played with his fingers, debating over what he should say. "I think you two need to talk again." Uriah felt he was interfering to much and should back away, but if these two don't have someone try to push them together, they might never do it themselves.
(sits in the corner with buckets of popcorn, watching intently)
(sits next to Carrots and tries to take one of the buckets)
(rolls eyes buts gives you a bucket anyway..)