#thread: barry

@deviate-exe liked for an angry Barry starter

He just wants to take his range bag off and shower and go the fuck to bed. Never mind the fact that he hasn’t been sleeping is what’s making this conversation happen in the first place… Deep, dark bags under his eyes and sullen cheeks. He hasn’t been hungry much, lately, either. He’d had a problem with it overseas, too, but that was mainly a ration issue, even if Albert had kept trying to… Albert…

@canonfoddcr​ cont. from answer: 

Barry’s actions are unexpected to say the least, but the attention isn’t completely unwelcome. Maybe just not right at this second. But still, the Duke can roll with it- if his guest oversteps a boundary he can very easily just pick him up and move him. 

He exhales, blowing a cloud of cigar smoke right next to Barry’s head.

“Making yourself comfortable?” 

Maybe he’d drank too much mead, or there’d been something in his food at the inn he’d stayed at before crossing paths with the Duke again. Either way, Barry hiccups and then he smiles. His eyes darting over to watch the sultry-scented cigar smoke dissipate. 

85 & Barry | fed up - n.sfw

@dxspereaux

@chilledtouch​ 

He hadn’t seen many whole abandoned castles. Ruins, sure, and standing walls and gutted stone cottages, but not...whole abandoned castles. The further he went into the chilly, ill-kept structure, though, the more confident he felt in that: this castle was abandoned. And, as it was pouring rain outside...a castle vastly outweighed the allure of some poor unsuspecting farmer’s stable for the night. 

CC turned his head then to give the other his full attention. “Yes, sir. I’m completely aware and functional. I’m sorry if my silence gave the impression that I was shut off. Is there anything that you need from me?” 

Sir...? Barry supposed the androids were kept at a lower rank than most human soldiers--mainly for morale and no other reason. Still... Barry saw them all as on the same rung, so the sir made his brows draw together a moment in confusion. But he smoothed them out after a second. 

And...well, he didn’t need anything from the SQ800. His squadron had even started calling him Silent Barry because he hardly ever spoke outside of actual necessity.