having thoughts about my friend julio in the miracle job, who we know best as the guy with the gun in his waistband. <3
like, okay, the "even gangsters recognise the sanctity of catholic priests" thing is…… problematic. just nodding towards that because I think it needs to be nodded towards.
but I love how little ego julio brings to the scene once the secret (that one of his people took a side job without telling him, a job he emphatically disapproves of) is out there. hardison shoves the guilty party to reveal his injury and eliot glances to julio to see if he means trouble, but julio's attention is just entirely fixed on the guy. he politely asks for the gun back and uses it to get the answers that hardison and eliot need.
it's transactional, practical. respectful of eliot as someone who's shown he's not to be messed with, who's on julio's turf, but who's behaving with respect and restraint himself - eliot's there for entirely reasonable answers on one specific issue, uses violence only in reaction to and in proportion with the threats against him, and frankly de-escalates the situation pretty damn well by grabbing the gun in julio's jeans and knocking out the next guy who threatens him. (seriously, for violence-type criminals, it was practically diplomatic.)
and it's clear that julio's underling Broke The Rules. like, I'd have preferred we had this encounter with a different underlying message than "priests are inherently good and respecting them is the obvious choice," because oof. (this show is kinda about acknowledging when people in power all too often abuse that power, after all. that and seeking justice.)
but it's an interesting little unquestioned-by-the-narrative-or-the-characters nod to honour among thieves.
and this fairly formal, mutually respectful, almost ritualised encounter ends with "gentlemen, I'll leave you to your internal affairs" which:
very cool, nice job eliot
possibly discreetly requests that julio not start in on any punitive actions until eliot and hardison are away, so they're not privy to that specific crime (the last we see of julio he's crouching and pointing the gun at the guy very close, and eliot gets them out of there pretty quickly, so there could be some implications there, and it's a very understated moral messiness if so)
gets eliot a little nod from julio like "thanks for bringing this to my attention, I appreciate your civility here, not ceding my authority though" (and eliot doesn't ask him to.)
it's a great little interaction. it's a (sigh, mostly) great little scene.
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Idk. Felt cute, might delete later:
—Oi, wolfboy. Sit.
Suiryu watches him with the patience of a river carving itself into rock. The effect on Garou is the same; wearing him down as he wears away.
Garou narrows his eyes. —Why?
Suiryu sighs, shaking his head. —Why, why…You love that word, don’t you?
But Suiryu is already shifting his body, making more space, trusting that Garou will follow as surely as smoke follows beauty, or night follows day.
Above them, the sky flares with the first flames of a firebird sunset. Lurid hues of orange, and red consuming pallid shades of yellow and blue.
Garou is shivering. From the cold, from the scene, and from something else. He digs his fingernails into the bare flesh of his crossed arms. He shouldn’t feel like this.
—Sit with me, Suiryu says. Please.
But Garou’s body is already moving for him, toward him, moving on its own. There’s no question of heart; it doesn’t occur to him. But the answer comes easily enough.
Suiryu watches with a sly smile and eyes you could drown in—how chilling, how dark, how deep.
Garou stares back with eyes like flame; with a gaze as readily kindled as extinguished.
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We got a house!!!
I haven’t talked about it much but my mom and I (really my mom whom I live with haha #disabled) have been looking for a new house and property. We’ve both been living with my brother and his half a dozen children and general chaos for about 2 years now.
We are moving literally next door to them lol. But that’s more than fine. It’ll be good to still be close to the kids and such. The nightmare of a hill we live on is another story but I’ll adjust I SUPPOSE.
Its 5 acres of blackberry bushes and one not so old but very poorly taken care of mobile home. The dude who lives there and is selling to us has had a couple of breakdowns in the last year and has been in and out of jail and just needs to get out of owning a house. He’s spiraling in there and needs less to be responsible for. He had a pension and will be renting an rv space on the property from us until he either leaves or we kick him out if he’s being belligerent or dangerous. (He’s been in jail twice this year for violence soooooOOOO). That’s a little scary but we’re making it work.
So excited to build a great property virtually from the ground up and make it beautiful. Have to clean up all the trash and old pill bottles and broken glass and abandoned vehicles first haha. Also paint the inside and outside. Also redo the flooring. This weekend is gonna be Dump Day lol.
We’ve got so many plans and ideas. Gonna put in trails and set up for meat goats (gotta utilize all those hilly blackberry areas haha). A big big old garden. Stairs and there’s a little campsite tucked off in a corner we can clean up and make nice. 🥰🥰🥰 I want a food forest like Liziqi on YouTube. And we’ll have the rest of our lives to make it Good and Pretty and Nice.
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