video.

[bumbles]

( Cue one video post with Mr. Casey, looking a couple years older. The thin grey sweater covers up all the major markers of change in terms of more tattoos and more scars, save for a thin one running across his throat. Maybe the light obscures it - maybe it doesn't. The real thing is that he looks calmer, less uncomfortable with himself, even doing a video post. More steady, less haggard. Like he actually might sleep instead of being constantly run down. )

Uh, hey. I just-- thought I should um, let p-people-- know I'm back.

( Actually he got a little while ago, as those living with Max probably know, but he's sort of been sticking around her pretty constantly all that time. Not being around when she returned to the house seemed like a bad idea, all things considered. )

Or if you knew uh, a guy c-called-- called Atlas. That was me, too. I don't um, don't really do the secret identity thing anymore. Just if anyone wanted to uh, track him d-down.

( he takes a couple more pauses when he speaks, goes through more slowly, less of the urgent need to jsut spit it out from before.

Well. There's... not much more to say. Really he needs to go and catch up with people one on one, talk to the clinic, find his friends, see how things are. This just felt necessary.

A little nod to the camera, a slight smile, and the feed cuts. )

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[irritating]

Oh hey, haven't seen you 'round in a while - guess that's why, huh? You went home, then? What was that like? [ excuse miss nosy over here, Donny ] Same shit happened to my roommate not long ago actually, this a common thing or what?

[bumbles]

( Whoo boy. )

Hi, Apollo. ( lady is like a steamroller, but he is better equipped for steamrollers, these days. He might just take his time answering all those questions. )

N-not-- that common? I don't really uh, know.

( A moment, thinking. ) How are you g-going?

[irritating]

Hi! Huh, weird. How long wereya gone for? Couple years there an' couple weeks here or what?

[ Her questions momentarily stop, but only because she's busy blabbing about herself now. ] Good! Got a new house with an actual fuckin' fireplace an' my own room now, much better than the shitty fuckin' thing I started off with. Still ain't a fan of the cold though, how 'bout you? You into the cold or wouldya rather be rollin' naked on a beach?

[bumbles]

That sounds um, about right. It was m-more like a uh, a m-month here, though. ( Thoughtful, as he scratches his jaw. )

It d-depends if there were other p-people on the beach.

( With a smile that he's trying to suppress, a little bit, but seriously he wouldn't want to be naked on a beach with a tonne of people there. That's terrible!

On the other hand, back home he was meant to be getting married soon and that was going to involve a beach honeymoon. Being back here was good, but it was complicated. ) The c-cold can um, be okay sometimes.

( Not his favourite, and it shows a little in how he says it. )

[irritating]

What, only wanna be naked when y'got an audience? [ She knows damn well he meant the exact opposite with that comment, but she can't help herself from teasing. ]

Sometimes, yeah maybe. Makes snugglin' more rewardin', but besides that I ain't seein' much greatness about it all.