isleofavalon | ⏪ humbug

Who: Leone Abbacchio and OPEN
What: Various prompts include getting shrunk down by angry pixies, barhopping, and trying to find some old lady's lost cat.
When: Throughout December
Where: Various places throughout Camelot and its surrounding areas
Warnings: N/A

⏪ I. HONEY I SHRANK THE MAFIOSO

[It's a bit ironic considering what his familiar is, but-- well. Here he is, just shortly after he'd told the gaggle of pixies to fuck off after they attempted to pester him into their little party.

Apparently, they did not take well to it.

So: Leone Abbacchio is now suddenly much smaller, no bigger than his own familiar. Once a very tall man, now a small angry pixie-sized disaster. He grumbles to himself, trying to find his way back, but it turns out being this small means it's going to take forever to get anywhere.]

Stupid little fuckers.

⏪ II. HUMBUG

[Working on his own is not one of Abbacchio's strongest feats. As such, he's felt listless since his arrival, mostly spending his time indoors and away from people if he can help it. But even he, as antisocial as he is, cannot live purely as a hermit. Besides, his wine bottle is empty and he'd rather try to be anywhere but his flat to be miserable for the holidays.

Seated at a fairly quiet bar, Abbacchio is pouring himself a glass of wine. His familiar, the little blue pixie, is sitting cross-legged on top of the bar.

He considers.]

Hey. Leave a shot glass for her.

[The bartender does, and Abbacchio pours some wine for her.]

C'mon. You might as well get something out of this.

[The pixie looks curiously at the glass in front of her, then takes a sip.]

That's the spirit.

⏪ III. THE HUNT FOR MITTENS

And where did you last see your cat?

[Oh, goodness. Just right here on this porch. I went inside for just a moment to pull out my cookies from the oven, and when I came back out she was gone! An old lady sniffles, dabbing her eyes with a tissue. You don't think someone kidnapped her, do you?!]

Depends on if you pissed off anyone recently. [There's a pause, then a meager attempt at manners:] ...Ma'am.

[Well, I know the neighbors get very jealous of my turnips. I grow them as big as a watermelon! Do you like turnips, young man?]

I'm, uh. ... I'm good. Listen, I'll have an ask around about your cat.

[Shoving his hands into his pockets, he slips away before the old nonna starts chatting away at him.

Ugh. He shakes his head. This would be so much be easier if he still had his Stand.]

⏪ IV. WILDCARD

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[Well Hifumi regularly called him a square when it came to having fun, so Doppo finally escaped him to have a drink or two on his own. He felt like he deserved it after the last couple days he'd had, but now he was seated next to what he was sure was a very scary man and his...familiar drinking?

It was tiny so it at least didn't exist to give Doppo a heart attack, but he was staring. His stupid familiar could shrink down to a managable size but it wasn't that friendly or nice. Could whales even drink booze? It's his fault for getting stuck with such a horrible familiar, it probably hated that it had to be attached to someone useless like him-]

Is that um-safe?

Eh? Why wouldn't it be?

[Honestly, it just never really occurred to him. Stands could eat and drink. Why couldn't a familiar?]

She's fine.

Uh! I'm sorry! I'm really sorry!
[This is what he gets for questioning someone's judgement. He should really just shut up forever.]

I mean we don't know much about the familia-I'm sorry for bothering you!

[He's just gonna down his drink, choke on it and leave, hopefully in that order!! This was a mistake.

Hey.

[If anything, the scrambling nervousness irritates him more than anything. Abbacchio leans against the bar and peers at this kid, arching a brow.]

What's your problem? I'm not gonna bite your head off for asking a question.

[Which might not exactly match up with his annoyed expression, but Abbacchio isn't one to really lie either.]

[Sorry Abbacchio, that just activated his anxiety even farther, causing him to lean away from where the other man was staying.]
I'm sorry! I really am-This is why I'm complete trash, why should I judge people on their appearances anyway?It's my fault, I just keep butting into other people's conversations...

[Ah, fuck, he was doing it again. His hands had started strangling his tie and he was acutely aware that this is what Jakurai told him to avoid. He took a deep breath-avoid eye contact with the scary guy who said he wasn't scary-and just whacked his head down on the bar with a thump and a muffled groan. Maybe he'd get some mercy and have a heart attack right there.]

[Ugh. This is not his strength, dealing with nervous people. Hell, Abbacchio isn't great with most people to begin with. His familiar makes a soft concerned noise while Abbacchio huffs before he nudges the kid with the tip of his foot.]

Shut up. You don't have anything to apologize for. Quit your pity party already.

Sit the fuck up.

[Why was he always getting ordered around by people who were probably younger than him? Actually, it read with how his life was going. He jolted from the nudge his leg, sitting up and ALMOST shooting the other man a glare before rolling back into his depressed state.

The bartender had been nice enough to refill his drink because he really looked like he needed it, and he downed it again because the bartender was right.]

I don't need you to tell me that...

Then quit your whining and moaning. Nobody's gonna like it and you probably feel like shit for it anyway.

So knock it off.

[Fine. He's done his part. Abbacchio returns to his wine, his previous almost-decent mood now a bit more soured.]

[Doppo had started up the mumbling to himself again, but it seemed to be mostly inaudable this time. Things like 'don't deserve life' and 'failure' probably stood out before he spoke properly again.]

Haa...you're right. No one likes being around me for that reason. And I came here to get away from them too..."

Maybe stop doing it and people will stop getting pissed with you. It's not cute, it's obnoxious.

[He's refilling his wine. Because he's gonna need a lot of it if this guy is gonna keep talking to him.]

[Was it a blessing or a curse that now it was starting to grind into the angry side of his emotions? He didn't like trouble and he should stop talking but-it was the truth, wasn't it?]

You think it's that easy...? They'll find another way to push me down. I'm doomed to just being stuck in this shit my whole life, there's not a positive thing that can even be said of me....

You clearly have the backbone of uncooked spaghetti. [He takes a long drink because holy shit he's gonna need it.]

You think you're the only one with problems? You don't think people overcome their own bullshit everyday? Grow a pair.

[Yeah, that was right. Somehow they had won the division battle and Jakurai and Hifumi had been so supportive, telling him that he had certainly helped, but it was absolutely the hardest to think positively when he was like this.]

Easy for people like you to say...I work and work and work all day and if I complain my boss gives me more and cuts my pay...there's no room for anyone who can't do it-I'll be stuck as a slave my whole life at this rate-you can say that all you want but it doesn't affect reality!

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im so so sorry for him

i am equally sorry that abbacchio is garbage with people

this is going awfully and im honestly laughing so hard

dklhfsd he deserves better!!!

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