Harold "Happy" Hogan

Driver, Bodyguard Closed RP

[haroldjosephhogan]

Announcement Post in the group blog, please read.

[pottsceo]

[She sets off in search of an ice pack and a water bottle, but speaks loud enough for him to hear] No, at least not to me.

[Returning shortly after, Pepper hands him the water bottle and holds out the ice pack] Are you taking any kind of pain reliever? 

[haroldjosephhogan]

[He looks relieved and then almost annoyed] Yeah. No, that’s good. He’s busy. 

[Taking it, he gives her a grateful look, despite his pain] Thanks. You’re the best, Pep. [Placing the pack against his back, Happy lets out a slow sigh] Ahhhhh..... yeah .... Extra Strength Somethin’ Somethin’. Nothin’ that’s gonna make me loopy, though. [a little grin] Or loopier than normal, heh.

[haroldjosephhogan]

Hey, hey, wait a second, don’t–[his reaction is immediate, his body twists in pain, and he lets out a pained shout] OW! [Happy frowns, looking pained, and breathing a little hard] Yeah, yeah okay fine, it hurts ….

[pottsceo]

[she pulls her hand away in an instant, but gracefully so] As I thought. [pepper then places a gentle hand on his shoulder] You need an ice pack and some water, it’s important you stay hydrated. 

[haroldjosephhogan]

[He settles slowly back against the bed, still frowning, but it softens a little at her concern] Yeah, that’s what the doc said. 

[Squirming a little, he clears his throat] Uh ... has Tony said anythin’ yet?

[haroldjosephhogan]

ironceo:

Is that so? [pepper takes a few strides towards him until she’s close enough to reach his back] This doesn’t hurt? [leaning over, she applies moderate pressure on the upper mid part of his back. nothing too painful, but enough to get a reaction. she knows he’s fibbing.]

Hey, hey, wait a second, don’t--[his reaction is immediate, his body twists in pain, and he lets out a pained shout] OW! [Happy frowns, looking pained, and breathing a little hard] Yeah, yeah okay fine, it hurts ....

[pottsceo]

A little bird told me you’re having some back trouble?           Perhaps you should be more careful at the gym.

[haroldjosephhogan]

[eyes open slowly and he turns his head] Hey. [a slow smile at her and then it fades when he tries to sit up] Ow ....

Yeah. Nothin’ too bad, though. 

[haroldjosephhogan]

Hey, so uh ... Avengers Assemble, I guess? Can I do that? Will that work? 

Screw it, just ... just listen, ok?

He’s never gonna stop. Tony, I mean. Puttin’ himself out there to save people. He’s just not gonna stop. And I can’t ... really protect him anymore, we all know that. I’m not really his bodyguard anymore, or his driver, but ... That doesn’t mean I can’t keep the guy safe.

And that’s where all of you come in. I guess you’re kind of a network now, of safety. And you gotta promise me somethin’. You gotta promise that you’re gonna keep that lunkhead safe while he’s out there, doin’ stupid, risky, brave stuff to save someone, or the world. Again. 

Because I can’t. And you guys  are better equipped than I’ll ever be. So just ... keep him safe, alright? Promise me that.

[haroldjosephhogan]

Oh … just fine. Swell, even. [He goes silent until he hears the approaching footsteps of the paramedics]

Hi, guys. [a pained wave from the floor, and a groan when they start to move him] Christ on a b-bike …. 

[syntheticallysentient]

Clearly.           Ah, there we are…

   [ help arrives at last, and a few seconds earlier than usual as well. ]

If you’d like, I can remain with you through your phone to the ER.

[haroldjosephhogan]

[He’s going to insist that he’ll be fine by himself and then ... it occurs to him that  maybe having JARVIS nearby wouldn’t be so bad.]

Y-Yeah. That’d be nice. Just don’t keep asking how I am, though. [a wince as he’s carried away on a stretcher] Because I’m pretty sure it’s not gonna change for awhile...

[haroldjosephhogan]

artificially-a-l-i-v-e:

    [ No way around it, then. Well. He should likely appreciate a “heads up”. ]

    Mr. Stark has been notified.                How are you faring?

Oh ... just fine. Swell, even. [He goes silent until he hears the approaching footsteps of the paramedics]

Hi, guys. [a pained wave from the floor, and a groan when they start to move him] Christ on a b-bike .... 

[haroldjosephhogan]

artificially-a-l-i-v-e:

Thank you. And don’t worry, help will arrive shortly.

  [ J.A.R.V.I.S. will monitor the man until then, of course, to see he does not do anything to worsen the injury. Though clearly painful, the pulled muscle by itself should not trouble the man for more than a few days with the right treatment. ]

    [ Had he not already decided against notifying Tony right away, he might’ve done so now. Hogan made a very simple but compelling argument as to why. ]

    …Yes. That he does.

[more heavy breathing, and he lets out a slow sigh] .... ‘Cept he’s my friggin’ emergency contact... so they’re gonna call him anyway ........

[silence] Alright fine. Let him know.

[haroldjosephhogan]

…..nnnngh….. j-just lemme … get my breath and ….

[silence as he struggles to get up again, still failing]

…..d-don’t tell Tony….?

[syntheticallysentient]

    Remain still, sir.

    [ He is already halfway through a notification to Stark when the second request is uttered. After some consideration, the intelligence withdraws the message. For now. ]

     Very well. Though I doubt this will escape his notice for long, regardless.

[haroldjosephhogan]

[A little noise of exasperation] ... yeah, okay. Still..... N-not really much of a choice ....

[Happy swallows, eyes closing] He’s got ...e-enough to worry about right now. 

[syntheticallysentient]

    [ He considers it for a nanosecond, though ultimately disregards Hogan’s denial and easily enough sends for aid. ]

     Sir, you would do yourself a favour by remaining still until help arrives. 

[haroldjosephhogan]

.....nnnngh..... j-just lemme ... get my breath and ....

[silence as he struggles to get up again, still failing]

.....d-don’t tell Tony....?

[haroldjosephhogan]

[While lifting weights in the onsite gym, he suddenly freezes in place and gasps] Oh … jesus … christ …. [the bar with the weights crashes to the floor, and he bodily hits it soon after]

[syntheticallysentient]

   [ The artificial intelligence quickly alerts itself of the situation and performs a body scan of the downed man. ]

      Mr. Hogan, you appear to have strained one of your back muscles. I regret to inform you that there are currently no medical professionals present on-site. Shall I call for an ambulance?

[haroldjosephhogan]

[there’s a wheeze in response from the floor]

.....m’fine ..... just ...g-gotta.... [He tries to move, but can’t, instead there’s just a pained groan]

M’fine. Just ...gimme a minute...

[haroldjosephhogan]

[While lifting weights in the onsite gym, he suddenly freezes in place and gasps] Oh ... jesus ... christ .... [the bar with the weights crashes to the floor, and he bodily hits it soon after]

[haroldjosephhogan]

Texts: Happy → Tony

[starkprotocol]

» Just so you know, if you ever speak of that photo, I’ll resort to fighting dirty. » Namely telling everyone about a certain Incident that you’re not proud of » You know the one I’m talking about.

[haroldjosephhogan]

-you wouldn’t

-YOU PROMISED

-I hate you.

[haroldjosephhogan]

Texts: Happy → Tony

[starkprotocol]

» [replies with an attached photo]

[haroldjosephhogan]

-Nah I like the other picture better

[haroldjosephhogan]

Texts: Happy → Tony

[starkprotocol]

» Perks/perils of the job - depending on your perspective.

» Ugh. I regret ever mentioning this.

[the Stark Industries internal version of Snapchat pops up with a utterly laughable photo of a twenty year old Tony with a goofy grin and chequered facial hair. It disappears after ten seconds]

[haroldjosephhogan]

-Peril -Always peril, ton -Your junk is hazardous to my working environment

-[a response video is sent back a few minutes later, and it’s just Harold Joseph Hogan laughing his ass off]

[haroldjosephhogan]

Texts: Happy → Tony

[starkprotocol]

» FYI it’s called a lifestyle choice. Honestly, it could be worse. » Unless you want~ me roam around in the complete nude?

» Or you could leave it alone? » College was great but god there were some unfortunate personal fashion choices. What can you expect from the 90′s…

[haroldjosephhogan]

-NO -I’ve seen enough of you naked ok -more than I ever wanted to see -which is not wanting to see it at all -Little Tony needs to stay in your pants

-Oh no -I deserve to see pictures -for all the crap you put me through