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[perma_banned]

[With one hand stretched out and the other holding onto something mounted over his shoulder, Ban popped in on his own post. He looked somewhat dizzy, throwing himself to the side very suddenly. Landing on his feet, Ban looked as if he had just rolled off of the side of a horse--one belonging to an unconscious Masamune Date. Ban shifted the load on his shoulder before tossing him over the back of the horse. At that point, one would be able to see his face in the midst of being knocked out, slumped over the horse.

He looked as if he had been tossed in the dirt--which was pretty much what happened.]

Hey. [Ban gave Masamune's cheek a little smack. He gave him another one. He even settled for pinching his nose shut for a little. Nothing happened.]

Need some heeeelp~. I gave him a pat on the back and he got knocked out.

[Then, Ban lifted a bottle of liquor to his lips--one that apparently came out of nowhere--drinking it back for a few moments before returning to what he was saying.]

Someone wanna take a look at him? There's gotta be somebody who likes this guy~. So, hurry up before I start tryin' to treat him.

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[wardance]

[ any witnesses to this will probably assume that Olivia and Gintoki are babysitting Masamune while he pukes from one too many drinks but... That is not the case, as we all know.

Luckily Masamune manages to spit out the sponge and his choking goes to coughing to finally just ragged breathing from the violent force used reflexively by his body to counteract the choking and get the offending object out of there. He hears the two of them, though, (and while he won't admit it their actions are pretty soothing—even if gintoki's is only to cover up his snot tissue-making of the Date lord's coat—) and he glances to Olivia when she appears in his line of sight. At first he tries to answer but no words come out and instead he brings a hand to cover his mouth as if embarrassed by the failure to even get an "I'm fine" out. Shying away slightly, his face flushes a bit more to suggest further his feelings on the matter although he will shake his hand for her to indicate that he's okay she doesn't need to worry.

This is so uncool...

Gintoki's mom-voice gets Masamune to pay direct attention to him, now, and by this time he's settled enough to lower his hand and manage a reply for them both to be able to hear. ]

What are you talking about? [ guess who doesn't even know what the hell happened!! ]

[naturallywavy]

_{[ Yeah, Masamune looks totally uncool right now. A part of Gintoki's sadistic side if finding amusement out of this. ]}

Beats me. You're the one who is supposed to fill us in, or are you that much of a lightweight you can't remember anything either?

_{[ Up you go, Masamune. Gintoki knows how nice that concoction is— he is probably willing to stand— or attempt to stand now. Gintoki asserts himself, slipping his arm under Masamune's neck and over his shoulders before pulling him to his feet (as long as he will allow it..?) ]}

I saved your Horsey Davidson. _{[ it will never end ]} You owe me one.
_{[ if you want to call it "saved????" He isn't going to let this opportunity go without trying to get something out of it. Then, he looks pointedly at Olivia. ]}

And her too.

_{[ for, you know, being a pretty thing and giving you some of her healing stuff. ... But mainly being a pretty thing in their presence. He enjoys looking at Olivia and he has a feeling you do too because we're both gross men. ]}

[winces]

I-I didn't really do much, [ comes olivia's quiet voice, but such words are probably more than expected of her by now from the both of them. she climbs back up to her feet as well, idly brushing off some errant snow that sticks to her knees and the cloth of her coat that she'd used to kneel on. there is still a blush on her cheeks (take another shot!) and she still can't seem to look either men quite in the eye...

but for the most part she is relieved. masamune is okay (or he seems to be getting there), his horse is okay, and both men remain on friendly terms.

with masamuune in gintoki's steady arms, she can go ahead and turn her attention towards the nearby steed, approaching carefully with gentle, shushing motions, palms out. ]

Where would you like us to take you now, Mr. Masamune...?

[wardance]

[ why would they not be friends again?! This is a serious situation that Masamune has apparently missed everything on.

He lets Gintoki pick him up if only because he's still not quite able to make sense of what he missed but he automatically clings to Gintoki's arm too. This is absolutely not the polite way to help someone to their feet, bro. ] Yo, I wasn't drinking—

[ the warlord stops short, glancing over to Olivia now at her modesty and her tending to the horse. The horse seems a lot more friendly to her than it was to Gintoki, not that Masamune would know but— ]

Thanks, Olivia ♥! You don't have to take me anywhere.

[ glancing back up at gintoki now though. ] Saved him from what?

[naturallywavy]

Yo. You better not be drinking without me, asshole. _{[ there's a hint as to why he got you sake glasses, and that is to invite him. ]}
Yeah, you're wrong— I outta take you out back and break your brain. Not like you really have one to begin with, but it's the thought that counts.

_{[ He shifts his arm off of Masamune once he realizes he can stand properly, but keeps close.. just in case. ]}

I saved your horse from riding off into the sunset. Apparently it's disowning you. That's a shame. Guess that's what happens when you hang out with that shitkicking clown.
_{[ you know.. Ban. ]}

[winces]

[ olivia lingers beside the horse (who has definitely seemed to calm down considerably now that there isn't a mad man on its back). she remains quiet for the most part, merely watching the two men exchange their words while a look of mild concern remains etched into her features.

after a while, she can't help but say, in a tiny voice that could easily be swallowed up by the winds around them, ]

Um... Are you sure you're okay, Mr. Masamune...?