[ fitz eases to his feet then, turning on his heel into the twinkling market, hands slipping into the pockets of his linen trousers. ]
Dick, uh, he came over last night. [ a little duck of his head. not an unusual occurrence, mind you, since fitz first mentioned him, but it's normally in the hours immediately following the end of the workday. their shared walk home from volt taking them to the shield flat to tinker with ongoing projects, electrifying bobbi's staves and building dick's escrima sticks. ] He was roughed up. Not too badly, but. Someone [ sharp-edged, that. ] got the jump on him.
[ fitz won't overstep and investigate, when he knows dick is capable on his own, but if he grabbed hold of the person who hurt his friend — a vindictive urge flares, kindled by his time as a man for whom an eye for an eye was the start, not the end, of a retaliation. his only tells are a clench of his jaw and one hand rising to slip two fingers into his collar and straighten it. whoever hurt dick shouldn't have been able to do that, not easily, though fitz holds back that assessment. true to his word, he hasn't mentioned dick's adventurous hobbies (like, y'know, vigilantism), but bobbi has no doubt picked up on his association with hafid and malone, two of the most overtly suspicious people among the multiversal anomalies. ]
no subject
[ fitz eases to his feet then, turning on his heel into the twinkling market, hands slipping into the pockets of his linen trousers. ]
Dick, uh, he came over last night. [ a little duck of his head. not an unusual occurrence, mind you, since fitz first mentioned him, but it's normally in the hours immediately following the end of the workday. their shared walk home from volt taking them to the shield flat to tinker with ongoing projects, electrifying bobbi's staves and building dick's escrima sticks. ] He was roughed up. Not too badly, but. Someone [ sharp-edged, that. ] got the jump on him.
[ fitz won't overstep and investigate, when he knows dick is capable on his own, but if he grabbed hold of the person who hurt his friend — a vindictive urge flares, kindled by his time as a man for whom an eye for an eye was the start, not the end, of a retaliation. his only tells are a clench of his jaw and one hand rising to slip two fingers into his collar and straighten it. whoever hurt dick shouldn't have been able to do that, not easily, though fitz holds back that assessment. true to his word, he hasn't mentioned dick's adventurous hobbies (like, y'know, vigilantism), but bobbi has no doubt picked up on his association with hafid and malone, two of the most overtly suspicious people among the multiversal anomalies. ]