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DO IT ALL FOR FUN. ([personal profile] forfun) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2016-05-28 07:14 pm

insomnia

the i n s o m n i a meme

It happens to everyone - sometimes, you have nights where you just can't fall asleep, no matter what you do. It could be for a number of reasons, or no reason at all. And this is what's happened now: you've been laying in bed for what feels like hours, just tossing and turning, and nothing seems to help. So what's left to do? Get out of bed and go wake someone else up, of course. If you're not getting any sleep, then why should they?


i n s t r u c t i o n s

Post with your character (note the name and fandom in the subject).
Other people reply to you by generating a number from 1 to 10.
• Have fun!


o p t i o n s

01 • FEAR. Maybe you're hearing strange, indeterminable noises; maybe there's a severe storm happening outside; maybe you watched a scary movie before bed? Whatever the reason, you're terrified and it's keeping you awake. You just want to wake someone else up so they can protect you from the monster in your closet.
02 • HUNGER. Your stomach is growling and it just won't stop. Or perhaps your throat is so dry you could cough up a tumbleweed? Well, you've gone to the kitchen to remedy this and hey, that was a pan that just dropped on the floor. It was loud enough to wake the dead! Oops.
03 • PAIN. Your body is completely worn out, be it from exercise, battle, sickness, or what have you. Either way you're in enough pain to keep you from sleeping, so maybe someone else has a home remedy or something, or can at least help you take your mind off of it.
04 • SOLITUDE. For some reason, your bed just feels so empty at the moment. You're feeling terribly lonely and really just want someone to keep you company for a while. Maybe it'd be easier to fall asleep if you're with them...
05 • DISCOMFORT. Your room is an oven. Either that or a freezer. Or maybe this bed is just really uncomfortable? Who knows why you can't get to sleep, it feels like it could be anything. Why even bother trying? Maybe someone else can preoccupy you until you feel tired enough to ignore your discomfort.
06 • PENSIVE. Something's on your mind, and no matter how hard you try to focus elsewhere, it's just not going to work. Your body may be tired, but your mind is incredibly busy and it's virtually impossible to get to sleep. Surely, talking it out with someone else will help?
07 • SADNESS. Something terrible has happened that day, perhaps; or you could just be severely depressed. Either way you're trying your hardest not to cry yourself to sleep, and it's not working at all. Better find a way to get it out of your system somehow; you need a shoulder to cry on.
08 • ANGER. You are just... fuming. Who knows why - that annoying dog is barking again, or maybe the people next door are getting busy and keeping you awake. Whatever the reason for your ire is, you'd better put an end to it so you can get some damn rest already! Go wake up a friend so you can complain to them.
09 • RESTLESS. You're far too energetic to sleep right now. Maybe you're just trying to do so out of necessity - you have to be up early tomorrow! But you just don't think you'll be able to fall asleep for a while now, so why waste the time trying to sleep when you could be doing something else? Namely bothering someone else - you're totally jealous because they're getting more sleep than you.
10 • WILDCARD. Choose one of the options above, or make up your own scenario.

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[personal profile] good_bamf_ugly 2016-06-11 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
Steal a car. [He parrots back, slow again and with every sarcastic emphasis like that's the best idea he's never ever ever thought of! No shit they were going to have to steal/borrow something. Trip was damn well 2,000 some miles at least between here and there. Already McCree's thinking about the best way to go about it and he hates that he is.]

Is that how you got all the way down here? Suppose we'll just steal fuel while we're at it too.

[Car or a bike or something a fine idea, really, just maybe not practical for the entire way.]

If we want to lay low on this we should take the hypertrain most of the way. Then we can see about liberating us something more personal once we're across the border.

[A beat, and then,]

You know how to ride a horse?
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[personal profile] mylawn 2016-06-11 04:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's a low noise in the back of his throat that migt be a laugh. It's not exactly a pleasant sound, and it seems he isn't going to confirm or deny his travel methods, but very likely they involved stealing one or more cars.

McCree, it seems, prefers hypertrains, but 76 knows there's quite a gap between Dorado and the nearest station. The mention of a horse explains it a little more.
]

I can ride a horse.

[He certainly doesn't do it all the time, but he can.]

You got a horse?

[Or are we stealing a horse?]
Edited 2016-06-11 16:01 (UTC)
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[personal profile] good_bamf_ugly 2016-06-11 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Got a horse. [He thumbs over his shoulder in the direction of a small stable detached from the barn.]

Over there. [Not that the stable would have made for a good sneaking outlet with its position anyway.] Unless you did something heinous to her in your sneaking around.

[It's probably meant to be a joke but McCree delivers it with a serious, vaguely warning inflection--either begrudged for this roadtrip they're apparently taking or as a reminder that 76 was still a stranger, and trust is a thing that's earned and not necessarily kept.

Mutually beneficial arrangements though, well, at least McCree is familiar enough in navigating those.]
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[personal profile] mylawn 2016-06-12 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
I did not touch your horse.

[76 raises both hands in defense. Scout's honor.

He hasn't even seen this horse, but he guesses it's over there somewhere. He wants to say something about only one horse for two six-foot-plus-and-not-exactly-light men, but probably he has no right to complain. This was all his idea in the first place.
]

I'll make this worth your while.

[Do you like experimental government technology, McCree?</small?]
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[personal profile] good_bamf_ugly 2016-06-13 02:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[McCree takes a long considering draw on his cigar while staring straight at 76. He wasn't keen on this on account of it being a pretty extensive and unexpected operation, nevermind sussing out the feelings of being reunited with unexpected company and all that, but it wasn't like he had a fully booked calendar at the moment. In fact, he came down here and accomplished what he intended to do. He just wasn't about to get paid for it like he thought he would.

He wouldn't mind making up for lost time in that regard.]


Well, [He says finally, smoke pouring out his mouth and catching under the brim of his hat.]

Go on, sweet talk me.
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[personal profile] mylawn 2016-06-13 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
I can break into our old facilities with my eyes closed.

[Quite literally. The "our" sounds just as terrible as "we", partially because it admits some kind of prior affiliation with Overwatch, mostly because it's further solidifying that this is some kind of team. A team that's about to embark on a 2,000-mile road trip.

Regardless, the ease with which he's able to infiltrate former Overwatch strongholds and run circles around freelance security details is the subject of much discussion in the media. McCree surely knows this.
]

There's gotta be something in there that you want.
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[personal profile] good_bamf_ugly 2016-06-14 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
[McCree uses the cigar again as another stalling device while he mulls on that. His first thoughts go towards what Jack took from there; he was hitting them up systematically and with that frightening military precision of his to get what he wanted--that gun and the visor at the very least. All experimental technology from back in the day if he recalls, now being given new purpose in Jack's hands.

By compare, McCree was very anachronistic with his preference in weaponry and fashion, bionic arm withstanding. He liked his ways and they suited him fine. He didn't have any real inclination to change that or want anything more.

At least not for his own purposes.]


Fine.

[He stands with no inclination to tell 76 what's on his mind. He's going to know all he needs to know.]

We'll ride out in the morning, get some supplies and head for the next station.

[McCree moves for the barn, apparently comfortable enough, or confident enough, to think of the idea of sleep after all this.]

Get you a better mask at the least.
Edited 2016-06-14 05:43 (UTC)
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[personal profile] mylawn 2016-06-14 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[76 keeps his eyes trained on McCree like he can discern the minute changes in his expression--like he's searching for anything untrustworthy. The truth is, he gets next to nothing out of out of it because he can't really see across the bonfire. There is a very large part of him that expects McCree to be gone the instant he dares to fall asleep.

Good thing he doesn't do much of that anymore. He's more than confident that he'll be able to thwart any attempts on McCree's part to desert this mission. 76 lets him go for now, but not before offering some caution.
]

Jesse.

[He hopes the use of McCree's first name lends some seriousness to what he's about to say. 76 has spent a lot of time divorcing himself from the late Jack Morrison, but he knows that ex-agents will still cling to the memory of him. He's not letting his guard down just because they were, once upon a time, on the same team. McCree is a mercenary and money talks.]

I ain't who you knew. [Unlike Jack, Soldier: 76 doesn't give second chances.] Try and cross me and it'll be the last mistake you ever make.
Edited 2016-06-15 02:22 (UTC)
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[personal profile] good_bamf_ugly 2016-06-15 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
[The steady rhythmic jingles from his spurs stop at that name, though McCree doesn't turn around to face it. Been a long time since he hear his name said by that voice--old and rough as it was now, the word itself made the entire reality of it come together and he's hit with a sudden pang of nostalgia so hard it twists up in his gut like a flash of fire. It almost hurts.

So naturally he has to laugh. He half-turns, matching 76's seriousness with the casual easy-going smirk he'd find more than familiar.]


Easy--

[He tips his hat up politely.]

If I was plannin' on that we wouldn't be having this conversation, now would we?

[76 would have far more than a broken visor if that was the case, and McCree didn't doubt he'd not be walking away so casually from this, that was for sure. McCree continues that casual walk all the way into the barn, not that there's much in the way of fixtures inside. 76 will plainly hear him fall face-first into a pile of hay and kick off his boots. Better than sleeping on dirt.]
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[personal profile] mylawn 2016-06-15 07:15 am (UTC)(link)