[ Open ] 知らない知らない僕は何も知らない

[kaba]

Who: Koujaku (kaba) & YOU
When: 01/14–01/16 (OOC: 06/02–06/07)
Where: Various; see below
What: A general catchall open post full of misery mystery and adventure!
Rating/Warning: Drunkenness, innuendo, and mentions of drug use in the first prompt; nothing comes to mind for the rest. Consider yourself warned character-wise, however.

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01\\Novus/Replea (Evening, the 14th)

[ He finds his stool on the creaky side as he downs yet another cocktail—some bitter radioactive swill that does little but to dull his taste buds yet does wonders to chip away at his memories of the week before. Synthpop throbs in the background, bodies undulating on the dancefloor behind him, some of them with their minds all drugged up and floating freely into an alcohol-fueled ether.

It’s a shitty place that’s about as intimate and human as a robot’s chrome-plated bum and he hates it here; hates the noise and the drinks and the company (or his lack thereof), but the latter is precisely the reason why he’d chosen to come here instead of seeking out someplace smaller and cozier for a drink. Company feels a little weird when they’re likely going to tell you to stop drinking anyway (dammit Yang and Natalia).

So he’s drinking here and trying to man up a little, trying to smile. The latter’s easier with alcohol, of course. As the evening wears on and the music gets louder Koujaku gets some of his cheer back, to the point that he’s singing along (terribly) to whatever the deejay puts on and throwing his arm over the shoulders of whoever happens to be seated next to him. Be afraid. ]

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02\\“Thistle Do Nicely” Flower Shop (Afternoon, the 15th)

[ He’s slept off as much of the hangover as he could this morning, but for the most part he’s peeled himself off of his bedroom floor, straightened his hair, and wandered out into the outside world whilst squinting at the light. The dark circles under his eyes and a persistent, throbbing headache made worse by catchy club tunes from the night before do little to alleviate his condition, but fuck it. He needs a walk.

He wanders the first mall he’s stepped into until he stops at a flower shop, only blearily recognizing some of the floral arrangements as the ones that might have appeared in Natalia’s winter bash not long ago. Huh. He could definitely use the company of flowers, in any case—he’s still reluctant to go into the CERES Gardens, after all, but strewing a few of these babies around his apartment might liven his place up, if not his mood outright.

He saunters down the aisles, examining the wares with interest before he stops at one flower in particular and has to catch a whiff of it. Alien or otherwise, this one isn’t anything he’s familiar with. ]

Wonder what these’re called.

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03\\Shopping District (Basically the wildcard option; Daytime, the 16th)

[ One advertisement in particular catches his eye as he’s walking down the streets with you, either because one of you is on an errand and the other’s offered to help, or because you simply decided to walk together for no other reason than because you felt like it.

Koujaku isn’t very interested in shopping himself, nor is he intent on setting up his hairdressing business out on the streets like he normally would have done. He simply wants to disappear into the crowd for a little while, to drink in the bustle and noise of the place, because in a hopeful kind of way he’s seeing people still getting on with their lives despite the Flamines’ rudely cutting their previous ones short. And Koujaku knows all about abrupt endings, doesn’t he?

He stops at an advertisement playing out over one of the giant holographic screens—a trailer for some sappy romcom—and hey, at least movies came with proper endings.

He looks away from the screen as some lovey dovey pop song begins blaring out from the speakers, self-consciously scratching at the back of his neck as he does so. ]

Let’s move on. [ He shouldn’t be getting distracted right now, anyway.

Unless you’re Natalia, in which case you would’ve caught on already… ]

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04\\Niteo (Wildcard Option the Second; Evening, the 16th)

[ Well someone’s sure in a better mood tonight. Maybe it’s the concert, maybe it’s the company, but Koujaku’s feeling all fired up and this time he hasn’t got any alcohol to blame it on. His suit’s neatly pressed and he’s still got his sword strapped to his back—presumably to make him look even more intimidating as a bouncer, if the tattoos don’t already help—but he’s perfectly comfortable in his uniform and perfectly at ease around practically everyone that comes inside.

Are you a fellow bouncer just starting out? Or maybe you’ve just started working this shift together? Maybe you’ve both been at it since forever?

Or maybe you’re one of the performers for tonight, and regardless of the audience’s reception to your act, Koujaku’s still got a kind word to toss your way. On the house.

Whichever the case, if you happen to be exiting the premises by then or are lingering nearby to pass the time or something (so long as you’re not causing any trouble or keeping the customers away), he’ll pretty much give you a wave from his post. ]

Yo! Good show tonight.

Comments

[undaunts]

[Maybe they should. But will they, that's the true question here........]

Hey! I'm grown-up!

[RUDE]

I drink milk!

[kaba]

[ He can certainly try, one of these days..................... ]

Damn. Is that all it takes? [ Laughing. Not sorry. At least he'll refrain from ruffling her hair and making it worse.

He treats women's hair like spun gold okay. ]

Wish I got the memo.

[undaunts]

[She at least is willing to take his words for what they are and not consider them sarcastic at all....good job, Ruby, well done.]

Well... and some other things like friendship and teamwork and learning how to interact with other people, I guess.

... I guess.

[kaba]

I guess. [ For what it’s worth, at least she’s got her heart in the right place. QUIT PUNCHING HIM IN THE FEELINGS LIKE THIS RUBY ]

Just for that, I’m getting you cake, too. [ And there’s no way she’s going to stop him. ]

[undaunts]

[she didn't mean to BUT CAKE. If this nets her cake, then clearly she is doing a Good Job at this socializing thing. Yang should be totally proud.

(Or Koujaku could just be really indulgent.)]

Really? What did I d-- I mean, yep, that was definitely a cake-worthy statement!

[...she doesn't deserve it, she doesn't even know what she said to deserve cake.]

But even so, I think we should share it.

[kaba]

[ Well she understood the meaning of teamwork so…she’s not entirely…hopeless…

Practicing it all will get her a whole cake though. And not just a flimsy overpriced slice from the nearest café.

Oh fuck it he’s a pretty indulgent guy and if she pulls those huge puppy eyes on him he’ll do anything she wants—

Ahem. ]

It’s a deal. But you get to pick the flavor. [ And what the heck he’ll get them one slice each. Yang you shouldn’t let him hang out with your baby sister he’ll spoil her to high hell ]

[undaunts]

Strawberry!

[Wow that was fast...she likes the color red though, and strawberries are tasty. And oh no Koujaku you're so doomed, the doting uncle is now your job.]

There was some really tasty looking strawberry cake at one of the shops I passed by on my way to work and I really wanted to try it but then I thought that I probably wouldn't be able to eat a whole cake by myself, and besides, I was already late for work.

So I didn't get it.

[kaba]

[ Just get Zwei somehow so she can be like replacement Aoba, only smaller and cuter and so the dog probably won't be made of metal… ]

We can have one slice now, and maybe buy a big one so Yang can get some too. [ Not sure how much of a sweet tooth she's got, but… ]

How 'bout it?

[undaunts]

Leeeet's do it!

[And off they go to buy strawberry cake and bring some to Yang later and overall, it's a very sappy but cute evening.

Good job, Reds.]