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]

[ Listen, it's not really a faux-pas when Sans can't help but agree. ]

Well. [ A beat. ] You're not wrong.

[ This, said with a lazy shrug. He ain't even mad, even by monster standards -- and boy, do they come in a crazy disparity of shapes and sizes -- he knows he's, uh, unattractive. It works for him. ]

Monsters fight each other all the time. [ Granted, these ones fight differently than, say, a couple of monsters back home might, using their magic to form bullet patterns that express how they feel in an encounter meant to understand each other better, or themselves. These ones?

Heh heh, it's weird, but from the little he's seen, there doesn't seem to be any recognizable similarities between himself and them. The question here is how THESE guys view anything that isn't sufficiently 'human'. ]

Tell ya what, though: that doesn't make me human.

[liquidate]

Uh, no. Obviously not, you're a skeleton. (points at... all of him.)

Now that you mention it, it's kinda creepy to talk to a skeleton. How can you see out your head?

(annnnd we're back to being a dumb-ass.)

Since teeth are sorta bones and yours are as white as your skull, does that mean you brush your whole body with toothpaste?!

[bone_idle]

[ Now, Sans? Sans's laughs are usually wheezy chuckles.

This, though, is brief, high, and a little ridiculous. Oh man, Suigetsu, as disconcerting as you and, uh, all that LOVE is, you can be charmingly hilarious. Something about that almost naive, brutal honesty is endearing. Like a monster kid gone a little feral. ]

Ulna't deceive ya, pal -- tibia'nest, it's calcium that's better for bones, even magical ones like mine.

[ Ok, so not... precisely true, but milk is still good. Don't ask why, the answer's just 'magic'. ]

But sure. Anything to avoid a visit to the dentist. Just don't tell 'em I said so, though, they've got fillings, too.

[liquidate]

(so many puns at once, suigetsu has to strain his dumb ass to understand them, finally dropping a fist into an open hand.)

I see!

...

So you must drink a lot of milk, then.

[bone_idle]

Me? Heh heh, it's my brother who's the health nut. Takes a lotta work being so great.

I'm more of a ketchup kinda guy.

[ Fortunately, it seems Sans is accustomed to his jokes going over people's heads. In the short time he's been here, he's clued in real fast that a lotta the wordplay people understand in his own world don't necessarily work with people who, uh, aren't from the same culture. Or the same planet. Or are from the same planet but from another timeline.

Oddly enough, it's THAT he understands more readily. ]

Eh. 'Nuff about me--

[ And one thing he has picked up is that Suigetsu's attention span can be pretty short. And the longer he keeps him engaged, the less likely he's going to start butting heads or glaring daggers at Eichi. Not that it's any of his business, but Sans would rather not have a side of murder with his camping trip. ]

--how about you? Everyone's gotta favorite food. Let's have yours, pal.

[liquidate]

(sans has that right. his attention span is the main reason why so many people back home have long lives left, having been circumvented by sasuke. suigetsu seems perfectly content to stray away from any topic that may be annoying to listen to —
and "do not kill" happens to be one of those.)

I don't know how ketchup tastes, but I love anything soft most of all!

(his expression shifts drastically, a peaceable smile coming to him.)

Yogurt, pudding, jello... Those are the best. I like soup and stew and stuff, too...!

[bone_idle]

[ There's a funny thing that happens to those points of light in each empty eye socket when he's interested or amused or otherwise engaged in a conversation; they get a little bit brighter. ]

Wow. Really?

[ He doesn't know what ketchup tastes like?

Sans has a partially-emptied squeeze bottle of the stuff on him, and he actually gives some consideration to illuminating the guy. Expand his culinary world a little. But... eh, seems weird. It's one thing to suggest it if they're eating, but outta the blue? Nah. ]

You're in luck, it's about as soft as they come. We'll getcha a taste sometime.