April Catch-All

[leatherdaddy]

who: Gladio and a lot of scrawny dudes YOU
what: Two missions, and a whole lot of bad decisions social interactions
when: April catch-all means... all of April!
where: Various
warnings: Warnings will be in subject lines!




Mission: Brownout (closed to Reaper, Sans, McCree, Gladio)

Mission: How to Train Your... (closed to Gladio, Sans, Gooeygetsu, Eichi, Sasuke, McCree)

I Never (closed to mission-goers; tag in with your I, Never and threadjack away!)
 
Training Sessions (OTA who wants to play out survival, weapons training, etc)

Comments

Never have I killed another person.

[eyeforaneye]

[ His face remains expressionless as he tells a blatant lie, sharp eyes fixed on those seated nearby solely to ascertain who drinks.

It's hard to learn who's dangerous when you've done a number of incredibly sketchy things yourself. ]

[leatherdaddy]

[ Niffs don't count, right? Certainly not the shambling, mindless things the Empire throws at them. It's hard to defend the humanity of the very enemy of your own people who have brought so much ruin to the world. ]

Nope.

[liquidate]

(starting to get a lean on, smacking his lips at the flavour. kind of gross, but if everyone's doing it— sasuke's not doing it. sasuke's not drinking for the murder "i never". here he's faced with a moral dilemma, waiting for his turn to get stared at.

stares right back, drink lowering.)

...

(drink raising

and lowering...)

[finethanks]

[ Eichi doesn't drink at all, but he does eye Sasuke. ]

Aren't you a ninja? You know, like those stealthy assassin types?? With shuriken and running with your arms flowing behind you? Something seems off about this one.

[bone_idle]

[ He's still not drinking, though there's a thought itching at the back of his mind, when it hits him.

He's sitting here with a bunch of people who should be drinking for this. ]

Take a drink.

[ He cracks open an eye socket, grinning. Without the usual light occupying it, his eye socket is a deep black. ]

Yeah, you know who you are. Bottom's up, dirty cheats drain their cups and get another.

[liquidate]

I'm going, I'm going!

(drinks.)

[eyeforaneye]

[ Sasuke looks at him... then looks away, allowing Suigetsu to take the fall. Solidarity. ]

[bone_idle]

I said bottom's up, Sassy.

[ Sure, it's pretty ballsy of him to call the ninja out like this, but eh, they're all headed for the inevitable heat-death of the universe. ]

C'mon, play fair. It's a game, ain't it?

[finethanks]

So he's lying? Are you really good at reading faces, Sans? Fufu, I think we're all in danger, if that's the case.

[eyeforaneye]

[ Learning that alone is useful enough that Sasuke considers it a worthy sacrifice, expression unchanging when he's more or less called out for his infraction. Nevertheless, he doesn't raise his cup. ]

Like you said, it's a game. And it's time for the next turn.

[bone_idle]

[ He doesn't answer Eichi. Hopefully he doesn't consider that a snub, but if he does... well...

Might do the 'emperor's' ego a little good. ]

You really don't like to lose, don'tcha?

[eyeforaneye]

Is that a genuine question? I doubt anyone does, but this game isn't particularly competitive to start with.

[bone_idle]

Ehhh... Let's call it an observation.

[eyeforaneye]

... very well. I don't care to lose.

Is this really the turn you want to push this on?

[bone_idle]

What, you think you're the only one here allowed to scrutinize?

[ He still remembers that night on the balcony. ]

[eyeforaneye]

Of course not. It's just in my nature to make as many observations about your choices in return.

[bone_idle]

Knock yourself out, buddy.

Between the bunch'a us, you and your partner with the pointy teeth are some of the best people-watchin' we've got.

[hellshot]

[From the peanut gallery:]

If you enjoy watching trainwrecks.

[bone_idle]

[ Heh.

Yeah, but who doesn't like watching a wreck? ]

[eyeforaneye]

"Partner" is the wrong word to use.

[bone_idle]

Really?

[ His phalanges rasp over the dome of his skull, scratching at it. ]

...

[ Long, speculative look. ]

Huh.

[ Somehow, it looks a little like Sans isn't buying it. Maybe it's, uh, one-sided? ]

[eyeforaneye]

[ Ah, to be able to read social cues. What a life that must be. ]

I wouldn't lie about it. He's my former teammate.

[bone_idle]

[ Is THAT what the kids are calling it these days? ]

Oh, well. That explains everything.

[ No, not really, but at this point he's just messing around. ]

[eyeforaneye]

... it doesn't really, but it's not meant to. I don't feel like talking enough to tell any stories.

[finethanks]

[Leans over to Sans so he can not-whisper]

They're estranged, you see? Let's be a little sensitive about it.