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 ever gone to bed at a decent hour before a mission.

[hellshot]

Because fucking seriously.

You're almost all wasted and we're running out of nighttime hours.

The skeleton gets out of this one because I doubt bones need to sleep.

[How wrong is he.]

[eyeforaneye]

That doesn't surprise me. Everything about your existence says "indecent".

[ DRINKS... ]

[hellshot]

My reasons for never going at a decent hour is due to making sure everyone else has gone the hell to bed.

[eyeforaneye]

Perhaps you should stop babysitting people so much. [ hypocrite ]

[hellshot]

As soon as people stop needing to be babysat, I will.

[eyeforaneye]

Why is that your responsibility?

[hellshot]

Someone has to be responsible.

May as well be someone who's used to it.

[eyeforaneye]

I don't feel more at ease.

[leatherdaddy]

[ Gladio's expression sobers, and once Reaper finishes talking, he gives a firm nod in agreement. ]

Reaper's right. We should probably turn in.

[ He stands up, dusts himself off and folds his arms. ]

...Hey, Reaper. A word?

[bone_idle]

[ Around when people started stripping off articles of clothing is when Sans abruptly picked up his hoodie, lifted the lid of the cooler, and literally climbed in, closing the lid behind him.

Of course, anyone who tried to investigate would find nothing but ice and their leftover beverages and food supplies, completely unsullied.

There's some muted snoring coming from inside the tent, though, which in a shocking twist, happens to be from a certain skeleton who turned in early. ]

1/3

[hellshot]

[He's listening for responses and he notices sans isn't answering.]

2/3

[hellshot]

[He looks for the tiny, pun-loving skeleton, only to notice that the guy is notably sleeping.

3/3

[hellshot]

[A hand moves over the front of his mouth, and....]





[No one touch him as he tries to swallow down a small, shaking fit of laughter that's trying to escape.]

1/3 FOR THE RECORD, GLADIO DID NOT STRIP ty I approve this message

[leatherdaddy]

[ Guess who touches him, like. Right on the shoulder. Concerned big brother-like. ]

You're shaking. Are you cold or some...thing...?

2/3

[leatherdaddy]

[ ? ]

3/3

[leatherdaddy]

[ Funny thing about drinking and staying up too late - you eventually find everything hilarious. ]

Pffft. [ SHOULDERS SHAKING, MUST NOT LAUGH ALOUD AND WAKE THE SMOL SKELETON ]

[bone_idle]

[ Joke's on you guys, sometimes Sans can sleep--

like the dead. ]

[finethanks]

[HE'S SO CUTE???

MOVE OVER LOSERS Eichi is pulling out his phone so that he can take a few different pictures of this sleeping skeleton. Some with filters... And then he turns to take some of laughing Reaper and Gladio too.]

[hellshot]

[Being patted by the beast of a man that Gladio is means that he's getting jostled, which means the laugh is going to escape.

It sounds weird in his hollowed-out voice but there it is.

He's trying to hide his face with his hood, forgetting entirely that he's wearing a mask. God help him. Eichi is lucky he can't see him taking pictures.]

[finethanks]

What a confusing set up for a question. Do I drink or not? Is there more to drink? I've never been so tired and so awake at the same time before.

[It's not confusing at all, but Eichi is gone, curled up on his side on the ground now with his arm outstretched and still holding his cup.] Everything is spinning so quickly, it's bound to make the sun rise sooner...

[hellshot]

You.

That's it.

That's your cut-off.

You're not drinking anymore, and you're going to bed.

Now.

[finethanks]

Ah? But who will drink this?

[He wiggles his cup, rolling over... onto his stomach, arm still outstretched.] I'm not ready for eternal sleep, so I'll eavesdrop for just a little while longer.

[hellshot]

[REACHING FOR THE DRINK ALREADY.]

Just because you pour a drink doesn't mean you have to--

[He misses, and just nudges the cup with the side of his hand, instead.]

Stop moving, you little...

[finethanks]

[Reaper missing the cup is the most hilarious thing, and Eichi starts laughing. This, of course, makes the cup move around even more, and eventually he's pulling it back closer to himself.]

[hellshot]

--You're going to spill it!!!

[He's not too gentle in barking this out, but--it's embarrassing that he missed and it's likely just a cover-up for his own embarrassment.

Unless of course Eichi does spill the drink on himself.]

...You must be one hell of a handful for your god damn caretakers...