basically another mingle

[fairsfair]

[ On this beautiful Day 68, it's been another one of those days where there is literally nothing going on. Sure, there's that Calhoun Hour tomorrow and there's always something every three days but when they're given downtime like this? It's absolutely boring, like watching paint dry boring. Truly nothing to do, and it's worse when you can't fall asleep (because it is just so exciting to have the next event, oh boy...). It's not as bad as the night of the AB Round, but PTSD is an ass so Jake stays up once again and is absolutely dying of boredom. ]

[ Because the night is so ridiculously long, e'd be just literally anywhere and everywhere, so feel more than free to find him in any of the following locations: ]

[ A) In the Gym: he's not much for using the bikes, and not really in the mood for the weights. If only the mat didn't smell like complete garbage that he would be more keen to using it, but beggars can't be choosers, so if you're that bored and hate yourself, you can wrestle with Jake here, or learn some self-defense nonsense. If not, he's just going to find himself examining the punching bag (yet not use it), or taking inventory of all the medical supplies (or whatever he can use in lieu of them, like extra bedsheets as bandages). Another good time to learn basic first aid? ]

[ B) In the Garden: there's no fire this time. However, there is other nonsense here like making paper boats (yeah, he's that fucking bored), writing nonsense in whatever language he feels like (probably in Ukrainian but English, really basic Chinese fuck if I know, or the language they have here are all possible too; maybe all together for the ultimate nonsensical writing?), or lifting up one of the benches to place it side by side the other bench to make a nice makeshift bed. ]

[ C) In the Lounge: he's not even doing anything but sitting on the couch. It's one of those moments when you're tired but you can't sleep, so you just stare off into space, just thinking about whatever. That's just his state right now, so sneak up on him? Which isn't the best idea, but he's not as jumpy as before, so ehh, it's all right. Just come and stare at the turned off TV or gossip or make of how he slips up his accents here. He should be tired enough for that. ]

[ Be free, test subjects, tag whatever. This idiot isn't going to be sleeping for a while. ]

Comments

B

[not_that_sasuke]

[There better not be another fire dammit, he's got his eye on you Jake.

Sasuke's awake as well, because ninja don't really need to sleep apparently. Or at least, Sasuke doesn't. He's careful to approach from ahead again, because he doesn't have a death wish.]

What are you writing?

[He can understand some of those characters, but it's still pretty clearly not meant to be Japanese.]

[fairsfair]

[ What's wrong with fires, man, they did nothing to you, and Jake just looks up then back down. ]

Nothing. Just thought I'd see how many languages I actually know.

[ Speaking is one thing, but being able to also write it is another. ]

[not_that_sasuke]

So English, Chinese, and...?

[fairsfair]

Ukrainian. Guessing you've never seen it before?

[ it's a mess, just how can you read this ]

[not_that_sasuke]

No, probably not. English is obvious, but I don't think I would have had a chance to see Ukrainian.

[French, maybe, but otherwise...]

[fairsfair]

Not too surprising there. Can't think of a reason why you'd see it anywhere in Japan, if that's where you're from.

[ he has a feeling since he can guess from Sasuke's name, but can never be too sure. He never been to Japan before so ehhhh ]

[not_that_sasuke]

Probably not. I think I'm from the same region as Tokyo, but I don't think I lived in a city, either.

[That said, if he saw any foreigners, it would be few and far between.]

C

[detectiveofthewest]

Heiji came around the side of the couch and sat down like a normal person I guess, because he'd promised Hershel he'd take it easy on his leg even though in his heart of hearts he wanted to hop over the back and ruin the upholstery like some heathen. When would the world be safe from Hattori Heiji.

"You keep bein' all nice to people, and word's gonna get around that you're really not such a bad guy!"

[fairsfair]

Jake was way too tired to deal with whatever bullshit you would have in store for him, Heiji, so it was good you sat down like a normal human being.

"What rumors are you spreading around now?"

[detectiveofthewest]

"Rumors?" Wow, Jake, how cold...

"Hershel said ya gave him a bunch of food to tide him over. That ain't exactly a rumor, is it? So you're still lookin' out for him."

[fairsfair]

"He's going around telling everyone about that?" Ugh, how could you betray his trust like this, Hershel... "Just gave him a can or two of food."

Back when he got his food basket. He wasn't going to mention the donuts in case Heiji didn't know so shhh...

[detectiveofthewest]

Heiji raised an eyebrow. "Hey, don't be modest! He told me ya forked over for some donuts for him. That was really nice of you, so why not just take credit for it?"

Gosh, Jake, heaven forbid someone knew you had a positive side. "I doubt he's goin' around telling everyone, but me and him talk a lot. You carried Alfendi around, too, didn't ya? In that red room."

[fairsfair]

Goddammit, and he thought Heiji didn't know about the donuts. How could this happen to him, he made his mistakes, blah blah blah.

"He woke up a few minutes later, so it wasn't like I dragged him throughout the entire room." And when he did wake up, he punched a monster in the eye so... "Why?"

A

[puzzlinglad]

[i'm LATE but hello, here's Hershel walking into the gym without much of a plan in mind. it wasn't like he decided it was suddenly time to pump some mad iron, mostly he was probably thinking he could give another go at cleaning the place. it was a constant, fruitless effort but it wasn't like they had much else to do and it wasn't like anyone should be up at this time to bother.

but there was someone up apparently, and Hershel looks a little surprised by that fact before approaching.]

Shouldn't most sensible people be asleep now? [he asks as he approaches, a little dryly because yeah well. look who else is up. at least he's trying not to be pointedly worried given Jake's state before, completely normal, casual guy over here.]

[fairsfair]

[ lateness is UNFORGIVABLE but Jake is busy just trying to see if he can do anything about this foul mat, like if he can take it off and dunk it in the Garden's stream in an attempt to wash it, but Hershel interrupts this delicate process. ]

Most is the keyword there. [ Jake is one of the few sensible people who likes staying up, but hello, here's your Ukrainian accent again, you better be happy. ] I should be asking you the same thing.

[puzzlinglad]

You're tired again. [he sounds happy about it, what an asshole.] The accent, it's back.

[of course he really is concerned but he's learned valuable lessons about dealing with tsun assholes, so instead he kneels by the mat to see what Jake was trying to do.] I couldn't get to sleep, not yet at least. I thought I'd give trying to clean this monstrosity up again a shot. Looks like I wasn't the only one with that plan.

[fairsfair]

Yeah, lucky you. Don't get your fascination with it.

[ Jake is at the point where he doesn't care about keeping up his stupid American accent (most of the time, it comes normally, but not when he's like this), so enjoy, Ukrainian accent until he wakes up a bit more. ]

You tried cleaning this before and it still smells? And here I thought a bit of water and soap might do the trick.

[puzzlinglad]

I've never heard a Ukrainian accent before. [that's a stupid explanation. he doesn't seem to care though.]

Whatever's in there is really sunk in, I think we'd need more than soap and water to really get it out. Maybe bleach. [he sighs] Still, it wouldn't hurt to keep trying, it has to make some sort of difference, right?

[fairsfair]

I have a feeling that's not your only reason.

[ He knows you like his Ukrainian accent because you can make fun of it or something, he knows. ]

If you've tried before and it didn't work, then I think I'll just pass. I don't need it cleaned that badly, especially when I'm hardly going to use it.

cee

[skyentificmethod]

[nighttime is a great time for thinking, meaning it's an even better time for wandering around avoiding thinking. of course when you've been avoiding thinking for long enough, the idea of sneaking up on a trained mercenary with ptsd starts to have equal levels of 'bad idea' and 'potentially hilarious idea', so obviously the best course of action is to just start tossing snackoos at jake's head, yes]

[fairsfair]

[ Jake swears she seemed smarter near the beginning of the game than now... Luckily for her, since she's just throwing Snackoos at him, it's not going to generate a huge reaction, other than slight irritation when he turns. ]

You know, I didn't get those for you so you could throw them around.

[skyentificmethod]

[perhaps it's just that jake's threat level is just falling. ...or both. either way, minor irritation is acceptable; it's too late to get all worked up]

It's called 'sharing'. And if you'd been asleep you wouldn't have noticed in the first place.

[fairsfair]

[ how dare you, jake's threat level is still pretty high. he's a 6'3" monster, who is also having a ukrainian accent right now instead of his american one, have fun with that ]

Don't know what kind of heavy sleeper you are, but pretty sure anyone would wake up if they were being pelted.

[ he goes ahead and picks up all the snackoos she's thrown at him and just puts them on the couch's arm. feel free to take a seat, he's not that big to hog the entire couch ]

[skyentificmethod]

[the couch isn't known for its level of comfort but she'll sit anyway, since that's what you do with a high-threat monster target like jake muller]

[...well, when she actually sleeps it's like the dead so it is questionable, but] You wouldn't be pelted if you were--wait, what'd you say?

[fairsfair]

I said that you'd be one hell of a heavy sleeper if you wouldn't wake up to being pelted.

[ well, not exactly what he said, but what he was trying to get across. ]

What, losing your hearing already?