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basically another mingle
[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
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"Maybe you should offer Ema some." Haha, what a bad joke. "But pass. You can pawn those off to Calhoun, and see if he actually gives you something."
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"Aww, he'll probably just yell about how I'm a no-good thief." Which. While that was mildly entertaining, wouldn't be quite so funny if Calhoun did it with a megaphone. "I figured you'd turn the offer down, but it's polite to ask. Hey, do a lotta you guys have trouble sleeping?"
The reason Heiji had to ask was because he had exactly zero trouble sleeping (ha. ha). Even when he'd had to sleep on the floor, he was pretty much out like a light during the 'nighttime'.
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Jake let out a small amused breath at that, picturing Calhoun getting all fussy and yelling his head off. If only he knew that the little rodent really would lose his head later hahahahaha, but he just shrugged. "Sometimes. Doesn't happen often, but it's now and then. Surprisingly, not everyone can sleep on the hard floor like you." Was that a backhanded compliment? It probably was. Take it while you can.
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"Yeah? Well, even I had a little trouble at first, but the grass ain't too bad once you get used to it." As if to prove the point, Heiji yawned a little. "Can't exactly operate on no sleep, y'know. That goes for eating, too. The food's gross, but it's all we have."
There you have it, the reason Heiji shoved down that gruel. Well, that and you got a lot less picky if you were hungry enough...
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He made some grunt, which probably meant he agreed with Heiji but who really knew with this beef jerky? He did want to comment on Heiji's yawn, though. "What're you doing up, anyway? If you're used to sleeping around here."
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He shrugged his shoulders. At least it didn't actively hurt any more. And he was still better off than Alfendi the Bluebell-puncher.
"I figure if I get tired enough, I'll drop off no matter what."