[open & closed] and when that day comes

[thereneverwas]

WHO: Barrow & friends
WHAT: ye olde lyrium detox in its various stages
WHEN: vaguely Wintermarch
WHERE: the infirmary
NOTES: I'll be adding a few starters at a time since I want later developments to feel organic and make sense. please feel free to request something if you don't see it here!

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[bouchonne]

Byerly nods in solemn, silent, earnest agreement.

[thereneverwas]

Barrow's skeptical squint flickers between them, but he doesn't argue; it's bad enough with just one of them, but when they're united, chances of success plummet.

"All right," he concedes dubiously, with a sip from his mug, "what're we wagering?"

[cozen]

The capitulation is much nicer than Barrow pointing out best of us is a low bar — at least while they're joking around and Bastien doesn't really need to defend Byerly's honor and ethics and bleeding heart — so Bastien gives him a grin.

"Bragging rights? Money? Dares?"

[bouchonne]

"I like dares," Byerly says, scratching his chin. "Or clothing. It's been too long since I've mooned the public."

[thereneverwas]

"Dares it is," Barrow decides, the nervous energy of the moment bubbling into something a little rash, a little vindictive. He hasn't forgotten Bastien's japery in particular, and if he's about to die, he's going to make them work for it.