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spellbinders2017-07-14 03:16 pm
girasole) wrote in spellbinders2017-07-14 03:16 pm
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Who: Caesar (bubblerasco) and Okuyasu (billionboy)
Where: Okuyasu’s beach hut
When: Around the time a bunch of sleepy mages stumble around into various beds.
Open/Closed: Closed unless you want in, in which case shoot us a message or something.
[It’s dark. He’s tired. He had spent most of the day carefully avoiding other people. There had been some magical training that had gone on, but he had demurred when asked about it, pointing out that his power was to gently glow like a lantern in the dark. And while it was important to learn how to control that (for the sake of his sleep, if nothing else, something he wasn’t telling other people: he had woken up in the middle of the night twice because he was having a bad dream about the…wind and ended up shining so brightly he couldn’t help but snap awake) it was more important for the people with more…destructive abilities. And if the destructive people were there, it was important to give them space. He could concentrate on mastering his powers later, at leisure.
That wasn’t the actual reason, of course. It was the fact that the weight of unfinished business was a crushing one that he dragged about, and so at times, when he felt restless, the only thing he could do was go…elsewhere, and by going elsewhere hope to find…something, he didn’t know what. Their missing things? A way home? And even if he found a way back, he couldn’t just go back without finding the ring first, and-
…all of this was pointless. Ignore it. It wasn’t going anywhere.
It’s dark. He’s tired. He’d gotten back from searching part of the island. He had staggered to the hut that he was starting to think of his own only to find-]
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[…something sleeping there. He couldn’t tell what it was. (It was a tired pig. It had staggered in because the door was left ajar and made itself at home. He wasn’t going to check.) Walked back out. He glanced to his left.]
…
[That appeared to be someone staggering out of a hut and into a different one.]
…
[Something was going on.]
…
[Three huts later he found one with an Okuyasu in it, and you know what? That’s the best he’s going to do. So, he walked in like he owned the place.]
Something’s going on with the beds and I’m too tired to figure out what it is. I’m sleeping with you tonight, Okuyasu.
[Hi. He’s just going to head over to the far corner and plop into it.] If I start shining in the middle of the night just throw something at me.
bubblerasco) and Okuyasu (billionboy)Where: Okuyasu’s beach hut
When: Around the time a bunch of sleepy mages stumble around into various beds.
Open/Closed: Closed unless you want in, in which case shoot us a message or something.
[It’s dark. He’s tired. He had spent most of the day carefully avoiding other people. There had been some magical training that had gone on, but he had demurred when asked about it, pointing out that his power was to gently glow like a lantern in the dark. And while it was important to learn how to control that (for the sake of his sleep, if nothing else, something he wasn’t telling other people: he had woken up in the middle of the night twice because he was having a bad dream about the…wind and ended up shining so brightly he couldn’t help but snap awake) it was more important for the people with more…destructive abilities. And if the destructive people were there, it was important to give them space. He could concentrate on mastering his powers later, at leisure.
That wasn’t the actual reason, of course. It was the fact that the weight of unfinished business was a crushing one that he dragged about, and so at times, when he felt restless, the only thing he could do was go…elsewhere, and by going elsewhere hope to find…something, he didn’t know what. Their missing things? A way home? And even if he found a way back, he couldn’t just go back without finding the ring first, and-
…all of this was pointless. Ignore it. It wasn’t going anywhere.
It’s dark. He’s tired. He’d gotten back from searching part of the island. He had staggered to the hut that he was starting to think of his own only to find-]
…
[…something sleeping there. He couldn’t tell what it was. (It was a tired pig. It had staggered in because the door was left ajar and made itself at home. He wasn’t going to check.) Walked back out. He glanced to his left.]
…
[That appeared to be someone staggering out of a hut and into a different one.]
…
[Something was going on.]
…
[Three huts later he found one with an Okuyasu in it, and you know what? That’s the best he’s going to do. So, he walked in like he owned the place.]
Something’s going on with the beds and I’m too tired to figure out what it is. I’m sleeping with you tonight, Okuyasu.
[Hi. He’s just going to head over to the far corner and plop into it.] If I start shining in the middle of the night just throw something at me.
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He isn't sure about any of those sort of answers, and those answers feel like they're a little too deep for him, anyway. The important thing is that he has met some people here that he can trust, and he's going to do his best to look after the rest. Sure, he's going to feel real weird about everything for a long time, but so long as he focused on those two things -- he thinks he doesn't have to think as hard as he is about everything else. ]
Ah! [ Okuyasu sits up when Caesar comes walking in. He holds onto his blanket like he is naked -- he isn't. But it's surprising to see him just come in so suddenly and start talking about weird stuff going on. His expression darkens just a little. ] Is it those weird ass worms, again? Are they getting into people's beds?!
[ He pauses as he leans over his bed to look under to see if there's anything there. Nope.
Good, he doesn't want to be that calm again. ] How can you be tired at all, Caesar-man? Things are kind of ... they're pretty easy-going but isn't it kind of hard to sleep? [ Mm. Like he said about not wanting to think too much and now he's asking -- but Caesar seems real smart so isn't he thinking a lot about things? ]
But hey, what's going on with the beds? I sleep in mine. I don't want weird stuff happening in my bed. [ Also his hut already is messy. It has what little stuff that was given to him already strewn out over the floor -- hair gel is the only bottle standing up close to the bed, the parka bunched up in the corner with the shard on top of it, wrapper of a kit-kat bar already gone, and the empty water bottle. The rest of the stuff poking out of the bag that is in another corner.
He pauses as he gets up to start to "clean up" by grabbing what is rolling around to toss it on top of either parka or bag. ]
Um. Why don't you have the bed, then?
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I'm not taking your bed.
[He's starting there.]
I gave you a blanket - why would I take your bed in return?
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[ Going to start with that argument. ]
Besides! What kind of host would I be if I didn't let you have the bed? I'm not so, uh, what's the word... I'm not so... I'm not such a bad guy that I don't know how to have manners when I have guests. [ Mumbles: ] There's a shorter word for that, though, isn't there?
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[Take that as you will, Okuyasu.]
And I don't know what's going on with the beds, just that I saw something sleeping in mine, as well as a number of people wandering around. And do you know when you just...know that you don't want to deal with whatever's going on?
[Why yes, he's steering the conversation away from taking the bed.]
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[ He grumbles in turn. ]
... yeah, I know what you mean. When someone's acting real weird for no reason, it's best to let them be weird by themselves until they stop it on their own. I don't like getting involved with stuff like that... those people are just ones that give everyone headaches, right?
[ 'Course it turned out that weird person was actually an alien or Stand User, but his point still stands that he doesn't like messing around with too strange of people. ]
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[Frown. Even if he's still It's Complicated fucking pissed off at Joseph he reached the point in which he'd be glad to see him just so he has someone he can turn to and go, "Check out this shit." Except in Caesarese.]
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[ He stands up with his fist in the air. Really, he shouldn't say that when he chose the worst looking of the huts and most of his stuff is strewn out over the floor. Okuyasu has nothing to worry about someone messing up where he is presenting living and sleeping. ]
Someone'd be lookin' for an ass-beating if it came to that! Switching beds or whatever! I won't stand for that at all! [ A huff of hot air out his nose. ] If anyone else comes in here, they're gonna get themselves a black eye. [ M-Maybe. He'd feel bad if he went that far since it sounds kind of like everyone's just playing some prank? ]
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[See, this is why the stoned calmness was so weird.]
What if they just wanted to ask a question? "I was looking for who took my pillow and thought you two might have an idea." Would you really punch them for that? What if I left and tried to get my things and came back?
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Well... that would be ... um... yeah, I wouldn't hit someone because of those reasons.
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And you wouldn't know what their reasons were until they said it - after all, for all you knew I might have came in here just to steal your bed- [Hastily added.] I didn't.
[Just in case he was like, "YOU FILTHY BED THIEF RAAAR" or something.]