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

[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.

[bone_idle]

[ Oh man, see, this? This is the kind of ribbing he can get behind. Just a little sharp, but still rather harmless. ]

Geez, really? Sorry for bein' so insensitive.

[eyeforaneye]

"Estranged" is the wrong word again. You're thinking too hard about things that don't affect either of you.

[ I can hear you. ]