Eyes of a Tragedy

After playing nice and checking in at that picnic real quick, Guy was finally able to find where he'd managed to get a place to stay on such short notice.

Most of his stuff was still in storage with so much time spent working, but he had enough to make this place look like his. Probably.

"Hello?" he asked, frowning at the door being unlocked.

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Kerrigan had been... busy. Examining the house. Determining how long it had been since anyone last lived in it (a while).

And now she was being disturbed. She frowned, pulling herself away from the kitchen counter. "And who would you be?"

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"The guy who lives here," Guy shot back, giving her a once over. And then giving her a once over. "Who are you?"

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Kerrigan's eyebrows twitched once. She recognized that look. And those thoughts, for that matter.

But she was not as inclined to voice her disgust as she once was. "The woman who lives here," she said, her voice markedly even. "For now."

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And that, clearly, was a narratively exceptional spot for the final piece of this lovely household puzzle to arrive on the scene. Brandishing the slip of paper on which he had written down the address so helpfully given to him by a sea cucumber, he whistled down the street until he found the humble abode.

"Why, it's lovely!" he declared. "I half expected a pineapple!"

He found the door welcomingly unlocked, he swung it open and stepped inside to discover other people, surely his housemates, inside. "Greetings, my land roving friends! I trust I have the right location; is this, in fact, 29 Chimera Court?"

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"..." Excuse Guy for staring a bit, but he was pretty sure this guy was dead. Maybe. There were two of him or something.

"What the hell?"

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Amazing. She'd only been here for a few minutes, and she was already gaining a headache: the island hadn't changed much in its approach, had it?

"Yes," Kerrigan spoke, and almost hungered back to the days when this might have surprised her somehow. "I'm sorry it's not a pineapple."

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Aquaman got the what the hells quite a lot, so he just chuckled it off a little, musing at how that guy kind of looked familiar, though he couldn't quite place his finger on it. "Oh, this is much better than a pineapple!" he assured the stately lass. "They don't do well as houses on land, I hear, as they do under the sea! But enough about habitatable fruit! Introductions are in order! I am Aquaman, King of Atlantis! It is a pleasure to be meeting you, my fine housemates, and here is to an outrageous summer of education, prosperity, and victory!"

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"...no, seriously. What the hell?"

Damn it, Aquaman. Stop breaking Green Lanterns!

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"I'm banking on a lot of the latter," Kerrigan said. She was keeping quite calm-- which is why Guy got the look that read I'm not waiting on you to catch up, here. "Shall I just leave you two boys to break each other's brains into a few more pieces, or are you going to get over it and leave my new house?"

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Usually there was just one one the hell, so Aquaman was frowning at the slightly familiar fellow for a moment, trying to figure out what exactly it was this time, but then his concerned expression turned toward the lass.

"Leave? But I've been lead to understand that this is to be my residence as well for the duration of the summer?"

Led to believe it by a sea cucumber, but Aquaman did have enough sense to not mention that part.

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"What do you mean your house?" Ah, that broke him out of his stupor nicely. Nothing quite like an argument to make the sheer insanity of Aquaman there go away.

"How do I know this isn't some housing scam, huh?"

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See, and now back home, she could have flexed her wings and lifted an eyebrow and made her point utterly clear.

There were different rules of engagement to be used towards conquering this house. She leaned to one hip, and examined Guy. "Or maybe we've been triple-booked," she said, inflecting a little bit of confused concern into her voice. "It's happened before."

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"Seems a small matter, that!" offered Aquaman, still cheerfully despite the dispositions of his companions. If anything, it was now clear to him that his presence was clearly needed to help keep the harmony of the house. "The place seems a very nice size, certainly big enough to accommodate the three of us! Come, now! It will be fun! Friendship, company, cuts down on the cleaning time and the monthly bills!"

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Even if she'd had the wings and eyebrow lifting, Guy probably wouldn't have given a damn.

"What kinda place triple-books a house?" he grumbled, moving further into the place to look it over.

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"Fandom does," Kerrigan said, simply, and watched him. "I've seen it before."

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"It could be worse?" Aquaman offered, chuckling a little as he shrugged and tried to make his companions see that they were being just a little bit silly about all this. "It could be quadruple booked?"

And then he looked over his shoulder, knowing that was the sort of statement that brought a new person into the picture.

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Even Guy paused in the doorway for that to happen. If it did, he was so just leaving.

No way in hell was he gonna share with another complete stranger if he had the choice. Even if one of them was freaking Aquaman.

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...

"No one's coming."

If some of the dry Queen of Blades sank into the tone, they deserved it.

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Aquaman snapped his fingers. "Barnacles," he said, shaking his head. "And it was such a good set-up, too. Oh, well. That just means we'll have to be satisfied with the excellent company currently in our presence!"

He opened his arms in a welcoming gesture, hopefully looking upon the two of them and sincerely actually thinking maybe they'd see the light, perk themselves up, and make their new home a happy one.

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"...go on, lady. Feel free to give him a hug."

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"I think I'll leave that honour to you."

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"Don't be shy!" said Aquaman, chuckling cheerfully and descending on the two of them to wrap them into a great, friendly bear hug. "We're all housemates now!"

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Well, at least one of them was a hot chick. A little lacking in the chest, but he could forgive that.

Guy pushed to try and escape the hug, not about to use the ring on the poor guy. Maybe he got a lil' brain damage from being dead. It happened. "I'm fine without."

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Kerrigan could feel the fine ridges of what remained of her wings pressing against her back. Ugh.

She shoved at the same time Guy did. "We won't be needing that."

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Aquaman would be lying if he said he wasn't disappointed, but he could respect people's personal spaces. Sometimes.

"Fair enough, fair enough," he said, stepping back and chuckling good naturedly. "We have only just met; I don't think I've even caught your names yet."

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...seriously?

Guy would get over that soon enough. Hopefully.

"Guy Gardner."

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"Sarah Kerrigan," Kerrigan said, coolly. She didn't add 'Queen of Blades', of course. "Lieutenant. I'm taking the upstairs bedroom."

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And, why, even that name--

Nooooo, it couldn't be! Aquaman was going to dismiss it for the moment, feeling that he'd made some progress. "Excellent!" he said. "It is a pleasure to meet you both! And which room would you like to claim as yours, Guy?"

So magnanimous, giving him the choice first!

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Guy glared after her. "I'll take the other upstairs bedroom then."

Yeah, like they weren't all upstairs.

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"You're taking the one on the other side of the floor," said Kerrigan, fluidly. And turned on her heel. Because she was going to grab the bedroom she wanted - the one that was necessary for her plans - and she wasn't about to spend more time with the blonde idiot.

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The blonde idiot was still beaming. He could already feel them starting to come together as a new team.

"I guess that leaves...the other other upstairs bedroom! Excellent!"

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