Waking the Dead 2.0 || August 27, 2063 || Saturday

[icarusalsoflew]

[He told you to rest because you all definitely need it, and he plans on staying around in the Tower to make sure that happens.

Granted, he's also around to check up on you if you really can't sleep, and his sister's doing the same thing. So.]



OOC Notes:
+ Hikaru will be in to watch over you all and talk up until 8 PM; he goes on duty early, then comes right back to the Tower to see Josh because boyfriend time is a Thing. Setsuna will be around the entire day.
+ Feel free, as always, to start your own threads here.

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OTA

[icarusalsoflew]

[You'll usually find this one in one of the more visible places within the Tower: the common area, the roof deck. You're probably going to find him smoking and drinking while working, or on the phone with whoever.

Shit just went down, but, as always, the Blade King is available for whoever needs him, wherever he is.]

Re: OTA

[bostova]

So... I think I owe you a conversation.

[ Pinky promise, after all. Now's a good time as any, by Yulia's watch, since everyone's gone off doing their own thing. ]

Not a drunken one. [ She's not drunk, this time, though they've had drinks with the boys. Blame Saxon and Breton for the other day, alright?? ]

[icarusalsoflew]

[Smiling up at you on your approach, then chuckling at your words.]

Yeah, I believe you do.

[Sliding over to make room for you on the couch, if you'll take it.]

[bostova]

[ She'll just... seat herself there, pulling her legs up on the couch (was there a rule about feet on the couch? If there was, screw that rule.) and leans her side against the backrest so she's facing Hikaru.

There's a shy smile on her lips; she's not used to this, okay? But she's trying. ]

I probably already said this, but-- it is good to have you back.

[atlas_shrugged]

[ Brig catches Hikaru on the roof deck. He wants to bring something up with his Brother but, remembering how angry Hikaru had been that morning, he opts to just sit down beside him as he's working on his tablet. He lights up a cigarette. The stick, and his hand, are shaking ever so lightly ]

Mind if I join you?

[icarusalsoflew]

[And this one, the moment he looks up to see you coming, is setting that tablet aside --

-- then he's spotting your hands. Shutting his phone and tablet off. Turning to face you completely.]

What's wrong?

[It's a good thing he's got several tall bottles of really fine stuff with him right now.]

[atlas_shrugged]

[ Well Brother's particularly perceptive as usual... ohwait, he finally notices that his hand is shaking. He breathes out a sigh. ]

Did... did Amadeus use people's nightmares against them when you knew him? [ He remembers the Chief reading through the file and telling them that he may have been the reason for the myth of the Boogieman ]

OTA

[sadame]

[If she isn't patrolling through the area, on vigil for whoever needs a hug or a buck-up, in fox form or curled up close to her brother, you might find her just peeking in on you from wherever you are as herself.

Feel free to talk to her. That is what she's here for today.]

[ktotheatothez]

[ Have a Kaz that isn't sure what to do or say. The last time he saw you was when you came to say goodbye. He'd forgotten to say thank you, back then. Now he has that chance, so he just says it. ]

Thank you. Um... I kind of heard that you suggested that the Vucari be sent to Bamiyan that one time, and it kind of coincided with my walk.

[sadame]

[Swishing her tails in greeting once she sees him, and making a happy noise straight into his head.]

No need to thank me. It was meant to happen.

[Only not really. She might have given things a slight push...

Hee.]

[ktotheatothez]

Still, it's good to see you, Setsuna-san.

[ He means it. He's happy you're here, but the circumstances that brought you back to Falner... That's a weight on his mind right now. Too many coincidences, or at least, he thinks so. ]

OTA

[larue]

[ The last few days have been interesting, but this one's taking the fact that today is the last day that the Hounds can chill out pretty seriously so he's up for anything -- as long as it has nothing to do with what happened this morning ( unless you need a listening ear and processing, then he'll make exceptions ) or focuses hugely on relaxing and fun.

Feel free to drag him off for whatever. ]

For Hikaru. Because Things.

[larue]

[ Josh wanders back to his room shortly after dinner. He's pretty beat, today's been exceptionally long in spite of all the R&R from this afternoon.

He's just finished with a shower when you come in: hair still wet, flopped down in bed wearing a white shirt and a pair of boxer shorts, one arm draped over his eyes. ]

[icarusalsoflew]

[And he'll come in with a quiet knock, and --

-- and he's not quite coming in. He's actually just cracking the door open, blinking once when he sees you, and smiling. Or trying to.]

Hey. Sorry to disturb you.

[larue]

[ He's in the process of sitting up shortly after that knock and looking over with a slightly confused smile when you peer in like that. ]

Hey, it's okay.

[ Everything about his body language boils down to one thing, and he'll voice it too. ] You don't have to ask for permission to come in.

[ His space is your space, okay? ]

[icarusalsoflew]

It's the nice thing to do, you know.

[And while that's supposed to be a typically witty response geared towards making you see that he's okay, you're probably going to note that he's not moving nearly as fast or as casual as he should to comply. You'll definitely see how he just shuts the door behind him and... stays there.]

I've got to go on duty tonight. Just wanted to give you the head's up.

OTA

[ktotheatothez]

[ This one's up top, after swimming and catching up with Setsuna. He's on one of the deck chairs, wearing a loose hoodie and fiddling with his tablet. ]

[bladeweaver]

[You hear a loud BOOM from the rooftop, likely followed closely by small pieces of what looks like molten silver raining down onto the pool deck.

Some moments later, Taning sticks a head over the ledge and sees you. His face is, well, the sort of comically burnt black usually only reserved for bad comedies. And his hair is sticking out every which way.

Once he spots you:]

Didn't get hit by anything, did you? Sorry about that! And don't touch those globs!

[ktotheatothez]

[ There are a pair of guns pointed in your general direction, Taning, and a Kaz that looks like a wet cat trying to raise its hackles. ]

No, didn't get hit. [ click And the safety on his guns go back on.]

What are you doing up there?

[bladeweaver]

[Have an apologetic look while he summons the globs of metal and floats them together. Even he doesn't want to touch it.]

I'll fix that... [He sighs.] I'm trying to enchant some alloys we could use. I guess I'm... too distracted to do it, just now.

OTA

[bladeweaver]

[This one is shuttling back and forth between his room and the rooftop. Occasionally he won't be arsed to even go down, so someone might encounter things floating up and down the stairs to the roof.

What he's doing on the roof, well... he's doing magic experiments. He's appropriated a corner of the roof where he has set up tables and stuff. Yes, he is attempting to develop new magic to kill things with. He's trying to do it without using Forces magic too much.

This is what he looks like when he feels powerless.

Feel free to bug him, though. He can even be persuaded to leave the roof and do fun things, but do note that he does find this fun.]

For Yulia, because reasons

[bladeweaver]

[By the time Yulia and Josh get home, Taning is still at the roof but no longer doing experiments. Rather, he is lying down on the roof with his hands pillowed under his head, looking thoughtful. He's actually also looking all around the city for things to Take Care Of, but apparently the petty criminal element of Metro Manila has very good self-preservation instincts: after yesterday's brouhaha at Falner, they seem to have gone to ground. So no easy stress relief for this one.

You can walk in on this anytime, Yulia; because he has Omnivision and Celestial Telescope on, he'll raise a hand in greeting as soon as you emerge on the roof.]

shouldn't this be on the 26th though x:

[bostova]

[ She's taking a break from arranging everything in her room. Yulia's grabbed a beer from someone's stash in the fridge so she could drink alone, up on the roof deck and away from the current mess that is her room at the tower.

Or at least that was the plan; she didn't account for Taning to be on the roof deck at that point. ]

Not doing your... nightly thing? [ She refuses to call it his "Batman" rounds. ]

you're... probably right? huhu

[bladeweaver]

[You caught him at a relatively peaceful moment; just a few minutes ago, he was scrambling to prevent yet another crater on Kaz's roofdeck. At the moment, he's watching several multicolored substances percolate in separate flasks. The impression that it would give, probably, is of being in the presence of muted lava lamps.

He hears, more than sees, you come in; when you address him, he looks up and gives you a friendly-enough smile, a step up from polite, but a step down from familiar.]

Oh, it's actually a weekly thing, and no, not tonight. Eh, it's just petty criminals tonight anyway, they'll keep. [Sees the beer in your hand, then looks back down at the experiments he's conducting.] Don't mind me, the noisy part of the experiment is over, you can drink in peace.

[He'd join you, actually. But by now he understands your need for space, even if that understanding only translates to respect fifty percent of the time.

Besides, he doesn't really know what to talk to you about. He'll only bore you if he talked about the things he's doing these days.]

[bostova]

Mmh.

[ It's so dismissive, it probably hurts. She walks straight to the railing and leans against it as she drinks, looking out at the city. She's quiet, as usual, doesn't say much or does anything to converse. Until it starts feeling awkward.

She shifts and takes another swig from her beer. She knows why she feels uncomfortable, and it's mostly her fault. Okay, definitely her fault. She knows this, she saw the way he looked at her the day before yesterday, when he offered to help. Anya hadn't said anything about it, but she felt her disappointment. Could still feel it, now that she was thinking about it.

She swirls her drink in its bottle, sighing.

(Say it already.)

Yulia sighs again. And takes another drink from the bottle-- liquid courage, or whatever they called it. ]

...

[ (Yulia.) ]

Sorry.