Friar Tuck Everlasting (friartuck) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2020-05-19 14:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | alan-a-dale, friar tuck, little john, maid marian, robin hood, will scarlet |
Who: Tuck, open to the Merry Men
What: Coming together
When: Monday evening
Where: His parsonage
Warnings/Notes: TBA
Mixing tramadol and the wine his parishioners had given him was surely not the best idea, but Tuck couldn't help himself. Taking a beating and not giving just as good back was getting to him worse than he was letting on. On the outside he was joking bravado, but when the others looked away, he would find himself shaking. Whether it was fear or rage, Tuck wasn't exactly sure.
Because what was going to stop Guy from coming back and beating him to a pulp? And he still wouldn't be able to do shit about it? What was to stop the fucker from hurting any of his parishioners, or any of the Merry Men - his family? It was all he could think about, even if he kept the smile firmly affixed to his face. He had to be calm for them. Had to seem alright. That was his job, surely.
So he sat at the small little built-in table in his kitchen, nursing a wine bottle, and waited for his family to come to him like he knew they would.