bob baker has zero real life application skills (uncast) wrote in willowbrookrpg,
"H, he just as well m, may have," Bob sighed, painfully extracting a cold, shaking hand to wipe his face down again. He gave John a withering look when the man laughed again before he followed the young lady towards the door, uncertain where they were going but knowing that that was a smarter move than being stuck outside, shivering and sad. He wanted to go home, though.
But when they passed under the floating John, he didn't bat a wet eyelash at the man suddenly losing his height and falling closer to them with a yelp. He recovered himself and floated again when he escaped Bob's negation field, and Bob wasn't going to lie about the perverse glee he got out of his tiny revenge. (Later, warm at home with a glass of warm whiskey, he would realize that he nearly killed John and never think of that moment again.)
"Gym sounds g, grand," Bob struggled to say, standing awkwardly in the entrance hall of the RC where people could see him (partly why he wanted to go home) but at least he was much warmer there. He nodded (tightly) towards her suggestion but shook his head about carrying her stuff. "I, it's fine," he said. "I would much rather walk." So he started walking. Movement would warm him down.
"Sorry about earlier," he said a little later. "I didn't mean to be very short on you..."