estoria | open! mostly

Who: Sakamoto and you!
When: A variety of dates/times! See the prompts.
Where: The locations are a mixed bag, too.
What: A scummy merchant goes about his life.
Rating/Warning: ...I'm sorry for everything.

a; backdated to the event, phase 1

[Sakamoto is a man who spends all his time loving, scheming, living.

Very rarely does he feel this- A violent eruption of confusion and anger, as if he’s been betrayed. Hearing her voice was enough to catch his attention, when she speaks he finds himself standing taller… But she hardly ever laughs. Everything about her presence seemed fishy, strange, but he’s gone so long having her by his side that her absence is more disconcerting. He feels himself being pished and he falls face-first into the snow. Thankfully, he’s able to prop himself up with an elbow, and after spitting out a mouthful of now melted ice, he mutters:]

You of all people should know, Mutsu.

Everyone, everything in this world… Has value!

There isn’t anything in this universe that isn’t worth somethin’.

b; backdated to January 1st

[What can he do to bring a smile to someone’s face?

This silly man has gone and wasted his money again. Sakamoto has bought as many flowers as he can carry in a variety of colors, with the intention of handing them out to any pretty strangers who happen to pass by. He’s also looking out for people who look particularly weary, tired or worn-ragged, as recent events may have left many residents in such a state.]

Congratulations! Ah, now’s the time to celebrate!

[Who is he talking to? Himself? The skies? Only he knows, really.]

It’s a new year, a new day! Party hard! You’ve done good. Wakin’ up on a holiday- It’s not easy, huh?

c; in the dead of night, closed to tenka and katsura

[Sakamoto finds himself awake in the middle of the night. Maybe his stomach was rumbling, maybe he needed to go to the bathroom! Either way, as he bumbles through Katsura’s apartment, he realizes that there’s somebody standing there. While most people would be alarmed, Sakamoto is more curious than anything else- Zura is definitely the kind of person who believes in curfews, so who could it be? A lover, perhaps? Oh! How exciting, if that’s the case! And so, he switches on the light, only to find… A young man?! And a boyish looking young man, at that! How old is he? Why, he barely looks fifteen! Sakamoto gasps, immediately using a hand to cover his face.]

Zura! Your tastes have changed.

[OIIIIII?! WHAT ARE YOU IMPLYING? THAT LOSER ROOMMATE OF YOURS IS STILL INTO WIDOWS AND OLD LADIES, YOU MORON!!!]

d; this is just stupid

[Sakamoto feels something wet fall on his hand as he’s casually strolling through this virtual paradise. It feels like it came from the sky. He glances aimlessly at the white splotch on his skin, uttering nonsensical things as per usual:]

Is this sunscreen?

[And then, as if that wasn’t enough:]

Ahhhhh! So that’s why it smells funny!

e; an hour before the hotsprings close

[Sakamoto is a creature of habit. On his travels around the galaxy, he finds himself missing certain comforts of home. When he found out that there was an onsen around here, why, he had to go check it out! Usually he’d invite his friends, but today he feels the need to cleanse his body (and honestly, his dirty mind).

Surprisingly broad, well-muscled arms support him as he leans back, gazing at the sky. He hopes, desperately, that he’ll be able to spot a familiar fleet of ships. How long will it take for the Kaientai to rescue him? It’s been years since he’s had to save himself. What he doesn’t realize is that… His absent-minded nature has resulted in him neglecting the signs altogether. He’s in the wrong bath. This is the women’s section. That and, as one hand reaches out to grasp something he thought was closeby-]

Oh? That’s funny!

Where’d my towel go?

Threaded | Flat

[Recent events in this world had not been too hard on Takasugi (the hardest part had happened long before the murderous Santa appeared, so he'd had time to straighten things out), but one could argue that he's been weary and tired for a very long time now. Despite that, though, and despite realizing how hard things must have been on a lot of people, all he can do is stare at Sakamoto.

Seriously... Who let him out? Why is this man allowed to roam this world freely? He's pretty sure in some worlds, this is illegal.

He looks at him for a good, long moment before he pulls his pipe from his mouth...

...and blows smoke in his face.

Look, he has better things to do.]

Edited 2015-05-11 06:01 (UTC)

[Meanwhile, here Anna was doing something extremely stupid. And the thing was, Anna knew it was a really dumb thing to do. But could anyone blame her for trying to find her sister through this snow? After spending the past couple of days trying to contact her, nothing seemed to go through.

Of course, she didn't know why she choose this day out of all days to go after her but...]

Uh...what are you talking about? [Said the princess as she stood right behind him wondering what he was doing]

[This is not as planned.

Tenka was on his way back from work and realized that Katsura wanted a gift about a week ago or something, right? And there was a new shipment of sake so.... So why not? Don't ask how he managed to get in, it was probably some stroke of luck that only Tenka could manage, but he was really planning on just leaving the sake there and disappearing into the night a little bit like Batman.

Uh.]

Hey.... What are the chances I can convince you that you're dreaming right now?

[ ah, it's that guy again. the one with the galaxy briefs. celty remembers him well. she also remembers those flowers he's holding, recognizing some of them from thistle do nicely.

but to be completely honest, she's mostly glad he's got pants on this time. she presses down on her bike's kickstand, leaning back on her seat as she takes out her device and types out a message for him: ]

Happy new year to you as well.

[ Shihoudou has no idea what's up but...

She hooks an arm around Sakamoto's shoulders, her free hand on a bare hip. ]

That's right! [ One slender finger on the hand attached to the arm around Sakamoto goes UP! ] Even a turd pile has value!

[Ah, it's this guy again....]

[....Falling first face into the snow and mumbling something. Maya peers over, offering this helpful commentary:

...Who the heck is Mutsu?

Edited 2015-05-29 07:24 (UTC)

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