i'm leaving you my last curse

[bravebartender]

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DONE

[allotments]

Glad everyone is accounted for. Now knock it off and get back to your sleeping or your American celebrations

1/?

[strippername]

[practicallyinvisible]

Night.

to the group chat

[fullpockets]

[A few hours later, when Bairre gets up very early to go do bakery things and is greeted with nearly fifty missed messages in the family group chat:]

Jesus Christ.

[he's not intending to restart the conversation, and instead just sends a message to his brother outside of the group, but he felt his opinion needed to be known on the nonsense you all got up to while he was sleeping.]

group chat

[overlaid]

( he only sleeps a few hours a night, it's been like that since he hit puberty. five do him good. so, he's always up first. )

[fullpockets]

I'd like to withdraw my RSVP.

[He didn't ask to be here! But he's glad that all his brothers are in one piece.]

[aurapoints]

HE HAS RISEN

Get it. It's a bread joke.

[fullpockets]

Alright, I'm going to go do my actual adult job. You all have a good day.

[He doesn't have time for bread jokes, he has to go make the bread.]

to just beck | done

[fullpockets]

You and Linds are good? You're sure?

[Because while he will not need to be talked down like his mother, he does want to double check away from the pressure of the family.]

to just barrie | done

[telegraphs]

I'm sure, Bar. If she could, she'd literally strong arm the surprisingly brawny nurse to get herself discharged.

You missed all the fireworks. Quinn vouched you were alive.

[fullpockets]

Saw that. And got the vent from Bradan that I usually get when Ma ups things to Defcon 1.

Tell your girl to be nice to the healthcare workers, though. We need those.

[telegraphs]

In her defense, a castle fell on me and all my friends. So to speak.

She's just anxious is all. Can't really blame her.

[fullpockets]

Yeah, well, you know how they rile each other up.

No, guess I can't. Excited to get to New Orleans?

[telegraphs]

We're all rile-able.

Excited isn't the word.

[fullpockets]

[He pauses, big brother senses tingling.]

In a good way or a bad way?

[telegraphs]

Cami tapped me to be the new head of the human faction. Linds is gung-ho. Wish she were as gung-ho for our upcoming nuptials. I don't know if she wants to get married, Barr.

[fullpockets]

She said yes to the proposal. Pretty sure that means she wants to get married.

[He doesn't know Lindsay incredibly well, but he knows that much about her. She wouldn't waste either of their times by not saying no.]

[telegraphs]

She doesn't want the big to-do. Family troubles. I thought bringing her out to Ireland, meeting everyone. Might assuage her. Deep down I think I knew she'd want something small. But, I pushed.

[fullpockets]

There's nothing wrong with something small if the important people are there.

[Bairre's wedding wasn't a showstopper - mostly because he and Laurie were young and broke. Her coven compensated for a lot of what they couldn't afford, and he made the wedding cake himself. It worked for them.

But he also knows his brother and knows that he's always wanted the big to-do.]

There's nothing wrong with a big to-do either. Maybe you can find a way to meet somewhere in the middle.

[telegraphs]

Yeah, maybe. Feels like we're in one long drawn-out fight. Which, was put on pause by the actual fight. Not looking forward to the sound of the bell.

( For the next round. )

[fullpockets]

[Well speaking of that, here comes said fiancée, bouncing over looking pleased as punch, discharge papers in hand.

Bairre, on the other hand, remembers that feeling well:]

My advice? Don't make it a fight. Try and at least start it as a conversation. It'll keep it from feeling like you're just delaying the inevitable.

[telegraphs]

Everything's sorted?

Good advice. Like you've done this once or twice. Linds is all settled up. I'll check in when we're back in the states.

( And right behind her, Faith.

"Your friendly neighborhood Slayber is here to take everyone to the airport. Dawnie's getting her things together. Meeting in five. Then we jet." )

[patrols]

Sounds good.

[And she'll wait until Faith wanders off before glancing over to her partner.]

Sounded like your phone was continuously vibrating. Family get word of the news?

[telegraphs]

( He tucks his phone away and gets up from the chair. )

Ma. And then all the Ford's. That was Barrie. He woke up to chaos. And a really good bread joke he didn't appreciate. ( he draws her closer and presses a kiss to her forehead, careful not to smush her arm that's in a sling. ) Close call back there.

[patrols]

[She curls into him as she nods.]

Yeah, it was.

[She doesn't like how close it was. She doesn't like how brutal a day that was supposed to be a comfortable get together with friends had become. And more than anything:]

I'm really glad you're okay.