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

[hellshot]

[He stares at Eichi for a moment. As if he's considering it.

His mask is still on his face.

So.

Easy.

He reaches forward and roughly pats the top of the Idol's head.]


There.

[YOU CANT SEE THAT HE'S NOT SMILING. JOKE'S ON YOU.]

[finethanks]

[Now his hair is messed up and he seems to sink with the pat. But... he's semi satisfied because he got Reaper to pat his head? That's something.]

Uwahh, Reaper is worse than Sasuke, it seems. [Reaching up, he has to try and straighten out his hair. It's not working as well as it should.] Now I'll sleep if you don't pat me so roughly again, okay? Not that it hurt, but my hair looks odd now.

[hellshot]

[He's going to sit back and settle with his arms folded over his stomach, himself. he doesn't Laugh at Eichi, but there might be a cheeky grin on his face when the other complains about his hair.]

Be more specific next time.

And your hair can be brushed. Don't complain about pointless things.

[finethanks]

If I don't appear beautiful at all times, the paparazzi might find me and take unflattering photos, you know?

[He's temporarily forgotten this isn't like home. But nevermind that, he's wobbling to his feet to go to the tent. He has lost, he will sleep... But he does smile over his shoulder.]

Good night, Reaper.