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Tweak says, "it's to late to 'pologizeee"

Friar Tuck Everlasting (friartuck) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2020-09-13 16:16:00

Current mood:	distressed
Entry tags:	friar tuck, sheriff of nottingham, will scarlet, will stutely

Who: Friar Tuck, The Sheriff of Nottingham, then Will Scarlet and probably eventually open
What: Revenge
When: Sunday afternoon
Where: Parsonage
Warnings/Notes: TBA - but beating up definitely!

Tuck was so focused on making sure his congregation remained safe, he hadn't even thought about the possibility of the sheriff just walking into his house while they all watched over the church. But when he jogged back to his parsonage just to grab a book for one of his parishioners to borrow, that was where he found the sheriff, standing by his mantel like a fucking omen of death.

"Jesus Christ!" Tuck hissed, skidding to a stop. Tuck's laptop was open on the coffee table, and Malcolm had obviously been looking through it. Thank fuck he hadn't kept any of the files from the goddamned flashdrive. "You fucking piece of shit, get out of my house!" His knees were shaking and his heart was in his chest. Last time he'd face the sheriff he had ended up dead. As soon as he told the sheriff to leave, he realised he could, and probably should. Fuck his possessions. Patrick and Stutely were probably still over at the church, even though things were winding down now, so they might have left. But someone would be there. All he had to do was run over there-

He turned around to run, but something caught him hard in the back, right between the shoulderblades. His knees buckled and he stumbled as he saw his laptop crash to the floor. The sheriff had thrown it at him and it hurt.

That small stumble was enough. The sheriff was on him, shoving a foot against the inside of Tuck's knee, so Tuck fell to the ground hard, his knees slamming into the wood of the floor. "I know you fucked her!" Malcolm was screaming, but Tuck hardly heard as he struggled to get free. Malcolm was straddling him, and Tuck was on his stomach on the floor, one arm twisted up uncomfortably behind him. "You fucked her, you piece of shit!" Malcolm bellowed. He slammed Tuck's face into the floor hard, and pain exploded across Tuck's cheeks and nose. His head swam. And then Malcolm was flipping him over.

"Stop-" Tuck begged already. He was fairly sure his nose was broken. "I d- I didn't-"

"Don't you dare fucking lie to me, you fucking lech!" Malcolm slammed his fist into Tuck's face again and Tuck groaned in pain, leaning to the side to spit blood. Then Malcolm stood. He kicked out, his boot catching Tuck in the belly and side. He curled in on himself, but not fast enough to stop the sheriff from aiming one last kick, right at his balls. Tuck howled in pain, his hands going to protect the area. He was still panting, trying to get his body under control when he noticed the sheriff was gone.

Everything hurt and his pulse was pounding in his ears. Gingerly, Tuck rolled to his uninjured side, and he let out a sort of half sob half wail. "Help," he managed to say, but it was so weak. Instead, he reached into his pocket, hands shaking, and pulled out his phone. He needed to call Stutely. Needed to get someone here. "Siri. Call. Will."

And the phone dialled, but it called Will Scarlet instead.

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	friartuck 2020-09-13 10:51 am UTC (link)
	Tuck immediately reached out for Will's hand, so he could clasp it tightly. "Been better," he said, though now that Will was there, he was much less agitated. "Thank you. For coming. Least he didn't kill me, hmm?" Was it too early for black humour? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sly_stutely 2020-09-13 10:56 am UTC (link)
	Stutely, returning with a glass of water, winced lightly at that, though he smoothed over his expression quickly. He popped two of the ibuprofen and passed them to Tuck, before offering the glass. "Here, mate." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rouge_rogue 2020-09-13 11:15 am UTC (link)
	"Lets count our blessings, I guess," Scarlet said with a bit of false cheer, looking up at Stutely with a brow raised, silently asking him how everything was. "He's a prick, inn'ee. That's why he hit you. He was snooping and you busted him. And he's a fucking prick." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

friartuck
2020-09-13 11:19 am UTC (link)

Tuck took the pills and then the water, so he could wash them down. "Thank you," he breathed to Stutely. "He is a prick. I still don't understand who he thinks I slept with. Unless he somehow found out about Eleanor?" But that had been ages ago, and Will had been there too. And would the sheriff honestly care that Will and Tuck had had a threesome with John's mother?

"'spose we should clean me up. All I can taste is blood. It's awful. Will," he said, taking Scarlet's hand, "will you stay? I don't want to be alone." The thought of trying to sleep alone tonight was awful.

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sly_stutely
2020-09-13 12:24 pm UTC (link)

Stutely answered Scarlet's silent question with a faint grimace. Realistically, he knew things could have ended up far worse. The nose was bad, but the injuries were more painful than debilitating. They couldn't know for sure, but it seemed doubtful the Sheriff had found anything on the laptop. But Tuck was hurt, again, and it had happened under their noses and despite all of their precautions. He'd been here while it happened, right in the next building; he should have been more on the ball.

And fuck, but it bothered him that they didn't know. The Sheriff could be unpredictable in his methods, but his MO was generally pretty consistent: he was the law and he was going to see them punished. This didn't fit with that. This was... weirdly personal, and Stutely couldn't begin to guess what it was about.

He knew it was going to keep gnawing at him. But Tuck took priority now; he could lose sleep over the Sheriff later. "I'll get some more water. And some towels." There was a lot of blood to mop up.

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	rouge_rogue 2020-09-13 12:47 pm UTC (link)
	"That thing with Eleanor was months ago," Scarlet said, shaking his head. "I can't think why that would- Yeah, yeah of course I'll stay. I'm here for you." He glanced up as Stutely walked off to get the water, then leaned in towards Tuck. "So, uh, you keep a nude of me on your work laptop?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	friartuck 2020-09-13 12:52 pm UTC (link)
	Tuck squeezed his eyes shut, and he blushed uncharacteristically for the second time in a week. And yet again it was about what was on his bloody laptop. "No one else sees my laptop," he assured Will. "And it was a really beautiful photo! I kept it well hidden! I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so stupid." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rouge_rogue 2020-09-13 01:12 pm UTC (link)
	Will laughed softly. "Sure, they all say it's about the art," he said, amused. "Don't be sorry. I think it's sweet." He leaned forward as if to kiss him, but stopped, because he didn't really want blood all over his face. And he glanced up as Stutely made noise in the hallway, and gave Tuck a wink instead. "My uber driver looked impressed, anyway." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	friartuck 2020-09-13 01:17 pm UTC (link)
	Tuck chuckled and then he winced at the pain that caused his abdomen. It didn't feel like he had any broken ribs though, thankfully. Will leaning closer as if to kiss him made Tuck groan and readjust the ice on his balls. "Don't give me a boner, my balls are killing me," he said, though he was half-smiling now. "Sorry, Stutely, if you heard that." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

sly_stutely
2020-09-13 02:09 pm UTC (link)

Stutely, returning with a couple of old towels and a bowl of lukewarm water, cracked a slight smirk. "Nothing I ain't heard before, Friar. Well," he admitted after a beat, "maybe not in this particular context."

(Honestly, he was more tripped up by that thing with Eleanor, which was more than he'd ever wanted to know about the Queen's sex life, but it also didn't make sense for the Sheriff to blow his top about that, so he'd made the decision to file it away under Not His Business.)

He set down the bowl beside the couch and offered one of the towels to Scarlet. "You want to do the honours, beautiful?"

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rouge_rogue
2020-09-13 09:12 pm UTC (link)

"I wasn't trying to," Scarlet said, shaking his head at Tuck, because the man was a machine if he was busted and bruised and still thought he was capable of getting hard. He looked up as Stutely addressed him, though, and tilted his head at him. He now knew perfectly well that the man had heard everything.

"Don't mind if I do, gorgeous," he said, leaning into it, taking a towel and dipping the edge if it into the bowl. "Alright, hold still. We're cleaning you up. That shirt is going to have to have a good long soak before the blood dries into it properly." He started wiping gently at the blood on Tuck's face, starting on the outside and working carefully inwards, avoiding pressed on his nose. "You're gonna have quite the shiner tomorrow."

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friartuck
2020-09-13 11:38 pm UTC (link)

"I let you undress me then. Incorrigible," Tuck joked, even though his voice was low and he was clearly still in pain. He was surrounded by people he loved and he was less worried the Sheriff would come back and just kill him. The attack had been painful, but he could still move everything. He didn't feel like he had a concussion, which was some kind of miracle. He could live with 'quite the shiner'.

He hissed air through his teeth as Will cleaned a particularly tender part of his face. "It's alright," he reassured his boyfriend. "Just a sore spot. I'll tell people I was in a valiant quest. It sounds braver than, 'he threw laptop at me which made me fall and then he held me down'."

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