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)

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[eyeforaneye]

[ The words are given the weighty silence they deserve as Sasuke looks over at a mirrored profile half-sunken into the clear surface of the otherwise still lake, suddenly feeling very aware of their segregation from the rest of the group... and in so many ways.

What Suigetsu describes is a full-time job all on its own for people like them, waking up each day to secure safety and possibly to climb one rung higher on a ladder that keeps them from sinking down onto the growing pile of corpses the ninja world seems to demand. And for what? He remembers that purposeless feeling he'd been racked with after Itachi's death. Suigetsu's had it for years. ]

"Some reason"... huh. If you're still alive, then in your heart there's something. Otherwise you'd go to where your brother is. [ Just like Sasuke wanted to. ]

... do you feel relieved, being here?

[liquidate]

(he wants to describe the feeling, but can't. his heart's already gone to where mangetsu is and what's leftover is a shell of a body that won't fucking die.

if someone understands it, though, out of everyone else who possibly could, it's sasuke. in their silence they can take comfort in the fact that the other is suffering quietly, too; misery always did love company. that doesn't make him think any better of himself, immediately considering the emotions weak in a knee-jerk reaction that'd literally been beaten into him. "relieved" is a strange word to choose for the moment, but it does at least serve to pull suigetsu out of his slow sink and the urge to spread himself out too thin beneath the water's surface.

there's a sniff of amusement, making the water ripple.)

It's better in every way, isn't it? No one from the hideouts are here, all of the locals are happy, the food is great, my job is something I like. (a "however" hangs in the air until suigetsu decides to voice the opinion.) No matter where you go, though, problems catch up eventually. It's all still the same, we're just looking at different things and being judged by different people.

So do you feel relieved?

[eyeforaneye]

[ This is as much as they've ever bothered to share with one another aloud and he wonders if the alcohol is to blame... or, as he instead believes, that it's the natural "us against them" mindset slowly sinking in. There's no one else here that he trusts, but Suigetsu? Suigetsu has saved his life. ]

... no. I don't feel anything. [ This is just one more chapter for him, not yet a new book. All he can focus on is finding a way back to that new isolated existence he's cultivated. ]

You're right, just being here won't change us or what we've seen.

[liquidate]

(a nearby rock's claimed as an armrest, folding them over it. it's a quiet moment they're sharing and even suigetsu can be respectful of the mood, if only a little, propping his chin up on a forearm, letting the night air cool a water-beaded back.)

Can we stick together, for now, then?

[eyeforaneye]

[ Where his mind would want to complicate the issue even further and lose itself to self-reflection for the rest of the night, Suigetsu brings it back down to a nice easy question. Simple. ]

Aa. [ It doesn't require much thought. ]

That's what's best... for both of us.

[liquidate]

(a look to the side, eyelids low. it's easy to keep the smile off of his face, but he feels it inwardly.)

I think so, too.