Trooper Station, Monday, September 21, 2020

[grenadesandohana]

The magical beach chairs had brought Steve and Danny back to Fandom after they'd been discharged from the hospital, blowing a hole in Steve's sushi date with Cath and whatever Danny had planned with Amber.

Steve wasn't spending any time thinking about that. He was too busy running the Troopers through five different rescue scenarios involving collapsed buildings and ignoring all of their questions about why he was moving like a building had been dropped on him.

Because a building had been dropped on him, but that wasn't why he was doing this! It was just important to be prepared!

[OOC: So open!]

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[firstofitskind]

So of course after his run-in with Danny, Liam had to swing by the Station and see how Steve was doing. Just normal checking up on coworkers-slash-friends stuff, you know?

"I see you're continuing your efforts to make friends."

[grenadesandohana]

Well, that explained why it wasn't working!

"Maybe," Steve said, smiling. "Howzit, Liam?"

[firstofitskind]

“I mean, I didn’t have any buildings dropped on me recently,” Liam commented. “So I’m doing okay.”

[grenadesandohana]

"You ran into Danny already?" Steve guessed, already reaching for his phone to mother-hen the hell out of Danny text him. "What's he doing outside?"

[firstofitskind]

“Lamenting the existence of stairs,” Liam told him. “On his way to the clinic to get some prescriptions filled.”

[grenadesandohana]

Steve made a face. "I could've picked those up for him. Stubborn ass."

Wonder where he picked up the stubbornness. Hmmmmm.

[firstofitskind]

Liam raised an eyebrow. "And I'm sure you'd be doing the same if your positions were reversed."

[grenadesandohana]

"If he'd had to remove a thing of rebar from my side, I would've stayed still afterwards," Steve lied to himself.

[firstofitskind]

"I see," Liam nodded. "Well, between me and Duke, we made sure he didn't trip on any stairs on his way to the clinic, anyway."

[grenadesandohana]

"Appreciate it," Steve said, sending another text to Danny. GO HOME.

[firstofitskind]

"And how are you doing?" Liam asked pointedly, because Steve had kind of sidestepped the question there.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve shrugged. "Fine, really. Some low oxygen, some breathing of concrete, a few knocks to the head, nothing all that unusual."

For Steve, maybe.

[firstofitskind]

Yeah, that was just going to get an unimpressed scoff from Liam. Never you mind his own habits.

How were all of them so prone to mother-henning yet also prone to ignore their own injuries.

"'Knocks to the head'?" he echoed. "You'd better not have a concussion."

[grenadesandohana]

"Small one," Steve said. "Most of the building didn't fall on me."

[firstofitskind]

Liam just sighed and shook his head, moving to go over to his office and oh-so-conveniently tripping over some of the 'debris' Steve had strewn about the floor.

He flailed about, hands wheeling for purchase on the nearest steady object.

Which just happened to be Steve's bare forearm.

[grenadesandohana]

"Careful there," Steve said, holding onto Liam for a sec.

[firstofitskind]

"I'm blaming Danny for this, just so you know," Liam said, as he righted himself, pulling his hand back a fraction of a second before it would officially cross over into 'weird' territory.

[grenadesandohana]

"Tripping?" Steve asked, frowning. "Sure."

[firstofitskind]

"He made some crack about buildings being out to get people," Liam said. "This is clearly part of that."

And not a cleverly-orchestrated attempt to get his hands on Steve in order to provide a tiny bit of healing energy.

[grenadesandohana]

"Of, obviously," Steve said, laughing. "And here he was calling me crazy for believing in magic beach chairs that take us to Hawai'i and back."

[firstofitskind]

"Magic beach chairs?" Liam asked. "Do tell."

[grenadesandohana]

"I have these chairs by the beach at my house in Honolulu," Steve said, "and the last time we were back, we sat in them to talk--and then we ended up back here. And we sat in them again and ended up back at the party."

Steve shrugged. "Makes them magic to me. Between trips, the weird beach birds have turned them into condos or something, though."

[firstofitskind]

"Or at least capable of spontaneous teleportation," Liam mused. "Weird beach birds? You mean the porgs?"

[grenadesandohana]

Steve nodded. "Danny said there was no way they were responsible for us transporting because they fall over all the time."