Garin Braden (fearsthesword) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2021-10-15 18:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !log, garin braden (fearsthesword), ~2021 october, ~~loki laufeyson (punygod) |
Who: Garin Braden and Loki
What: Doing something that's been a long time coming
When: Friday evening
Where: The casino
Warnings: TBA
Status: Closed/On-going
Garin had been on edge for weeks now, ever since Reileen had been sent home. He knew her story, of course, or at least as much as she had ever shared with him, and despite his absolute confidence in her ability to take care of herself? He was going to worry anyway. There were precious few people he worried about with any sort of real concern -- Piper's kids, Clint and his son, Jill -- and he wasn't ashamed of adding Reileen to that list.
He didn't do shame in general, actually. Regret, occasionally. Shame, no. He'd left his sense of shame a couple centuries in the past.
Working entirely too hard at the restaurant had kept Garin distracted for a little while, and so had harassing Clint, but then Loki had showed up and Garin had been thrown off-kilter yet again. he wasn't a fan of that, so he was solving it the best way he knew how -- ignoring it and pushing all the feels down a bit.
Okay, more than a bit.
He hadn't been to the casino in a while, which meant that the casino was exactly where Garin was. Truth be told, he'd been avoiding the place -- Reileen had worked in the basement lab and he hadn't particularly wanted reminders of her. But all the same, he was pretty sure she'd find a way to kick his ass if he avoided it for too long. And so he was at the bar, enjoying a drink, when he caught sight of a face that was... well, familiar and yet not.
That would absolutely be a smile slowly spreading across Garin's face. This had been a long time coming, if you asked him. And if you didn't, well, he still said it anyway. He moved across the casino floor, drink in hand; as he approached the other man, he shifted said drink to his other hand before throwing an entirely too easy punch that stood really good odds of connecting well.
"Huh," Garin said almost philosophically. "That was therapeutic. I get it now."