ain't no party like a kumou party

[sunshrouded]

Who: the residents of the Cloudy Apartment (aka Tenka & Sousei & Soramaru & Nishiki & whoever else they might pick up....)
When: varies
Where: the best apartment Ever
What: Home is where the chaos is.
Rating/Warning: none at the moment!

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[In this nifty little space, I'm going to mention that Sousei and Tenka used the HOLO(gm) to make the entire apartment look closer to the shrine, complete with sliding screen doors and tatami mats. They tossed all of the chairs out the window and proceeded to get really low tables and cushions so that they could sit around as they normally do.

The kitchen is the only modern-looking part of the apartment because they realized that as much as they fail at cooking, what they have is already better than the kitchen of the shrine. They also bought a rice cooker because that's pretty important.

For now, everyone has their own room. Subject to change if this family gets bigger or they decide to knock down a wall to the next apartment over. Who knows, maybe that'll happen on accident.

Lastly, they kept the couch. Because Tenka liked it and he still claims to be The Rule.]

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RAINBOW NARWHAL MELEE ( IC DATE: 10/31 )

[sunshrouded]

[It's 3 AM. Do you know where your Tenka is?

Well, I'm sorry if you didn't want to know or didn't care because you're going to find out. Quickly and against your will.

Because look, all he wanted was to use the restroom - a guy's gotta go when a guy's gotta go - and isn't even familiar with what this "Halloween" business is about. So when all of a sudden their door is jammed and won't let him out (because as much as he wants to pretend it's a screen door, it's actually definitely metal) until he beats this game....

Cue some colorful cursing and grumbling and even some clanging as he's trying to kick down the door from his side.]

What the hell is this?!

[deontology]

[It's 3 am and Sousei did not know where he Tenka is because he was happily asleep. He is, however, no longer happily asleep.

Tenka's yelling, kicking and general loudness is impossible to ignore, especially for someone who isn't a particularly heavy sleeper like Sousei. Slowly, irritated, he sits up.

.... ... ... Tenka's not going to shut up.

He gets up, stalks over to where the noises of Tenka trying to kick down the door are coming from (the bathroom, really?) and scowls.]

What is wrong with you?

[SOME PEOPLE LIKE TO SLEEP AT 3 AM]

[sunshrouded]

Me?! What's wrong with this door?

[And then there's just another clang noise as he kicks it. Again. And then Tenka, being Tenka, comes to a genius conclusion. His gasp is probably audible through the door.]

Sousei!!

It has to be ghosts again - the door's possessed! Stab it or something!! Can you smell the ghost?!

Is it a weird seal ghost?!

[deontology]

[............................................................................................



no]

I'm going back to bed.

[sunshrouded]

[This is approximately when there's an even louder bang as Tenka is definitely banging his fist against the bathroom door.]

Get back here, you asshole.

ADULTY ADULTS ADULTING ( IC DATE: AFTER 10/31.... )

[sunshrouded]

[Despite the fact that Tenka did, in fact, get a fair amount of grief and anger out of his system by getting to punch down a door and then tackle Sousei, it doesn't relieve the rest of his complicated thoughts.

Of course, these complicated thoughts are reserved for when Soramaru and Nishiki are not home, prideful aniki being Tenka's default mode of operation. It's when he has the living room to himself that he just sits at the low table in their living room, tea cup set in front of him with his gaze occasionally directed toward their windows. His gaze goes distant sometimes as he considers exactly what he should be doing in regards to Shirasu.

He can't ask Sousei because Sousei will inevitably get irritated and even though Tenka trusts his partner with everything, he still doesn't find enjoyment in bringing up the one person that Sousei absolutely hates.

He can't ask Shirasu for obvious reasons either.

Anyone else is too far removed from the situation.

So instead Tenka thinks about it by himself in rare moments where he's actually very quiet indeed.]

[deontology]

[He's too quiet, and Sousei is tired of Tenka's moping. Yes, Tenka has a lot of super serious thoughts to think about and consider. But Sousei is tired of it nonetheless, and so Sousei is resolved to do something about it.

Namely bringing home a bag of things. It's not like they're hurting on money, and after Yata's discussion of 'games', Sousei looked it up. There was a lot explained by books, and honestly, this sort of thing seemed right up Tenka's alley.

Childish. That's what he means. It's childish.

So he stalks into the apartment after work, a bag in hand, and proceeds to dump that bag on Tenka's lap.

And then he crosses his arms. There.]

[sunshrouded]

[Only Sousei would complain when Tenka's being too loud and dumb and then complain even more when he's being too quiet and serious. Sousei can never be happy, apparently.

Regardless Tenka doesn't bother straightening when Sousei comes home. His partner already knows that he has a lot on his mind-

But as a bag is dumped on his lap, it also appears that his partner doesn't care. ok.jpg.

Then he's just lifting his chin to look up at Sousei and tilt his head.]

.... this isn't mine?

[He says it like it's a question because he actually doesn't know.]

[deontology]

[true facts, Sousei is only happy with a stamp book.

He just stares Tenka down.]

It is now ours.

[So.

There.

At least open it or something.]

[sunshrouded]

"Ours"? What - did you get us a gift?

[pointing out the level of married you're hitting there, Sousei

except Tenka doesn't really fight it besides that.... no, he's just going to open up the bag now, turning it upside down and letting whatever's in it fall into his lap. and blinking when it does.

video games. ah.]

.... What, the weekly trips to ViViD not good enough for you anymore?

SALSA, OREOS AND DESPAIR ( ic: 11/09 ??? )

[souperb]

[ so milla finally managed to set up her salsa and, after Weird Text Conversations, is probably walking into an already awkward situation made awkward...er... because of that. yet she's still coming, she's not sure what to think, but there's a large jar of salsa in her hand and a thermos of miso soup that she didn't totally not save for occasions like this.

whatever shenanigans are currently going on in casa kumou will be interrupted by the very loud knock knock on the door, as-- milla finally figures out the right address.

what is she walking into. she doesn't know.

but at least she has food??? if they don't open the door soon she will take that as an appropriate escape opportunity. ]

[sunshrouded]

[NO ESCAPE OPPORTUNITY ALLOWED. ALSO NO AWKWARD ALLOWED.

Because here's Tenka really not caring for much propriety at all as he's throwing the door open and totally beaming like the happy-go-lucky sunshine fool that he is.]

Milla-chan! Good, good, you didn't get lost.

[apartments are pretty straight-forward to most people but apparently not to Tenka]

Come in. Save me from having to sit alone with Gloomy Gloomface any longer--

[deontology]

[Sousei is seated on the couch, just where he was when he was wrestling with Tenka for his phone. #nohomo

But he tilts his head slowly at that, looking extraordinarily unimpressed.]

Don't be stupid, Tenka. [jeeze.

...and he bites back a sigh.] Milla. Good evening.

[souperb]

[ fuck they opened it ]

... Hi.

[ to both of the #sohomo couple.

but god like she'd get lost please... she tries her best to seem neutral about the whole thing but this is still weird and surreal and she is torn between just wanting to go home now and staying.

of course, she comes in. then shoves what she's holding (gently) in tenka's direction. ]

There's your salsa and some soup, for you and [ .... slowly: ] Gloomy Gloomface. I wasn't sure how much I should've brought, so hopefully it's enough.

[sunshrouded]

Gloomy Gloomface doesn't need any.

[tENKA STOP. But otherwise he's just taking what was offered and blinking, actually taking time to look it over and brightening up considerably.]

Haaa, Milla-chan, you're great!!

Go make yourself at home in the living room and I'm gonna grab something to eat with the salsa.

energy drinks are a terrible idea

[deontology]

[i'd figure out the ic date but i'm lazy NOVEMBER....ISH.

Sousei doesn't know why he was accosted by a random sales person as he walked out of the gym, his shift over--but she shoved a good deal of small, brightly colored bottles into his hands and ran off again before he could give them back.

Now that he's home, he sets them on the counter, staring at them.

One is bright green.

That can't be natural.

Sousei versus energy drinks, stare-off, go!]

[sunshrouded]

[Tenka watches the stare off for a second. Then like a minute.

Then nothing seems to be happening so he's choosing to intervene.

He picks one up and starts to open it. Then he sniffs it and makes a face-]

Hey, smell this.

[SHOVING IT IN SOUSEI'S FACE]

[deontology]

[NO????

He pulls back immediately, expression disgusted.]

It smells like...

[..?????]

Sugar...?

[god it smells awful]

[sunshrouded]

[It does.

And Tenka is just staring down it for a second before putting it down in front of Sousei and then picking up another colored bottle.]

That one's yours, I want the red one.

[deontology]

I'm not drinking this.

[ARE YOU KIDDING....

He stares at that bottle as if it's the Orochi itself.]

I'm not certain you should either.

but why the dreams ( IC DATE: 12/03 )

[deontology]

[It'd been hard to get to sleep that night for some reason.

But then... well, the memory was vivid, so vivid that when he suddenly snaps awake, he's up and standing almost immediately, staggering his way into the living room. His goal had been the bathroom, but he doesn't make it there--instead, he finds the trash can, and clutches to it, barely retaining his legs and barely managing to swallow back the nausea.

No, he's not going to throw up everywhere, even if that was...an uncannily vivid dream. Even if... he can still feel the feeling of all of those swords piercing him, cutting into him until he died--

Except it wasn't him who died, it was someone else, and even as he drags in a ragged breath (lingering for a moment to make sure, even then, that he has a complete grip on his stomach's attempt at rebellion), the rest of the dream is something he doesn't forget.

Peko Pekoyama.... huh... and Hinata had been there too. He...has a lot to think about, in this very early morning.]

[sunshrouded]

[Everything makes more sense now.

So why does he feel so sad?

When Tenka wakes up, he's in a daze and his emotions are a mess. He saw the world through Kagemitsu's eyes, he's sure of it. He saw Sasaki - Kiiko's ancestor - turn into the Orochi right before him and saw the vessel's own emotions pierce through the monster's destruction. The Orochi was crying. Hirari and Botan were there too and--

The sound of someone walking into the living room inspires Tenka to get up too, immediately. It has to be Sousei and Sousei can help him figure out all of this, even though Tenka doesn't understand why he would suddenly peer into his ancestor's mind like that.

Except once he steps out, he completely forgets to mention it at all. Instead, he opts for rushing over and gathering Sousei's hair with one hand, the other rubbing his back.]

Sousei?

[deontology]

[Ah... he woke up Tenka. That wasn't an outcome he'd wanted, though admittedly, he wasn't being all too quiet. But then Tenka is there, and even as he does all of those things that should be perfectly soothing to someone who was about to throw up (and, he has to admit, are pretty soothing), Sousei is tart--]

I'm fine.

[He just doesn't like the idea that a dream could take him off-guard this thoroughly, though it was really more of a memory than a dream, and they felt ever last bit of it--

He takes another slow breath, and straightens, glancing at Tenka.]

It just took me off-guard.

[sunshrouded]

[ . . . and Tenka just shakes his head at that, even as Sousei straightens and he keeps a hand on his back.]

That didn't look like off-guard to me.

[Because he knows that just being surprised is still the most mild expression on Sousei's face, unreadable by most. This is something more than that. Tenka's not even sure what 'it' really is, but he's shaking his head then. Something bothered his partner and he's not sure what it was but he's seen this sort of stubborn insistence on being fine before.

So much like how Tenka would hush Soramaru or Chuutarou, he throws both of his arms around Sousei and pulls him in for a hug. Sousei might not need it but considering how he looked like he was about to sick--

Tenka has a feeling that he kinda does.]

Whatever it is, it's over now.

[deontology]

[...Ah.

That was so sudden.

Sousei is left blinking, and whether it's the sense of vertigo that's still with him or the sickening feeling of bleeding out on the ground, pierced by so many swords--

Either way, he slumps a little in Tenka's grasp. Obviously, he's still alive. That was not his memory, but someone else's entirely, and that much is clear to him. And... there's no point in wasting time, because... in a place like this, there's no way something that vivid was a coincidence.

So he just takes a moment there in Tenka's grasp, and then he's straightening again, and--]

I will explain, over tea.

[Please make some tea...or he'll make it, or something, he's just trying to get his head back on straight now, and at the very least, he sounds more solid.]