Caritas, Sunday

[suitably_heroic]

It'd been two days. Atton hadn't sensed anybody he knew on the island.

He still stepped through the doorway with infinite suspicion. "You there," he yelled at the zombies. "Seen anyone blond, pretentious and really up his own ass come through here this weekend?"

The zombie blinked at him.

"Ugh," Atton said, and turned to Tino. "How about you?"

Tino said nothing. He just poured himself another shot.

"Fine, you're all useless, whatever."

WELCOME TO CARITAS
Drinks half off if you can prove
your relatives are traumatizing

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[suitably_heroic]

"Maybe if I drag you out to the gun range a few more times over the next few months," Atton mused. "Get a few shots in..."

[myownface]

"I mean, it probably couldn't hurt to get more range time in," Sparkle admitted, clicking his teeth against the rim of the bottle a couple of times as he considered it. "Not my favourite weapon, but... I like not dying."

He'd kind of come to accept it was a necessary evil around here. Doubly so in Atton's galaxy. And he still had his knives from Leto, too...

Hadn't touched a bow and arrow since Alec left the island, though. Because... nope.

[suitably_heroic]

"I'm free all week next week," Atton offered. "If you need a buddy."

[myownface]

"I super need a buddy," Sparkle said with all the authority of a guy who probably wouldn't commit to this unless he had someone nudging him the entire time, anyway. "I need a blaster buddy."

He was well past any concerns of blowing his own foot off, at least. But still.

[suitably_heroic]

"All right, how about Friday?" Atton said. "I can use some blowing off steam when I'm done dealing with those brats for another week."

[myownface]

"Friday," Sparkle echoed, looking thoughtful, and then nodding. "Sure. It isn't like I've got shit to do on Friday, anyway. We might have to look at the schedule again once class starts," aahaaaaaa oh god he'd done that, "but for now, Friday's perfect."