Twin Roses Mingle

[passingthrough]

Who: Twin Roses Crew & Visitors (so everyone!)
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: Twin Roses, be there or be...somewhere else probably.
When: May

[People have left. People have come. The Twin Rose mingles onward and upward! Visitors welcome!]

Comments

[therewerefifty]

[Well, that doesn't look terribly sanitary.

She does mutter a quick apology under her breath for touching his belongings first, but Makie will nudge the hat gently away from the plate.

...she can smell the alcohol. Well, she's not one to judge. Despite the keywords.]

[mrfancyhat]

[He stirs, feeling a presence, but not sure who it is or what she's doing. He'll just assume someone's trying to steal something from him! Totally not making an effort to look up or anything, though.]

I'm eatin' that.

[therewerefifty]

The meal, or your hat? [Mildly.] I'm just making sure one doesn't spoil the other.

[As opposed to Vash, she's actually considerate.]

[mrfancyhat]

What.

[Chuuya looks up at Makie, confused, half asleep.]

Who's spoiling my hat?

[therewerefifty]

[Pfft. Genuinely amused now. She holds it up, picking a trace of his meal from the hat's brim.]

You are, Chuuya-san.

[mrfancyhat]

Oh.

[He now understands what has happened. Okay. Not surprising that he fell asleep at the table, but still. When will his stubborn ass learn to just go straight to bed after drinking?! As if space would be any different!]

Shit. I fell asleep.

[He looks at his sandwich, remembering that it's there.]

I'll sleep after I eat this.

[Because that plan worked really well just now, didn't it.]

[therewerefifty]

[Yes, well, we shall very tactfully not mention the chances of that plan working.]

I'll remove the rest of this food for you. Damp cloth should suffice, I think...? [Not like the hat has really suffered a lot, but for someone so drunk and tired she'll help with that. But she pauses, because it is his hat, so well. Maybe he'd rather she just left it there.]

[mrfancyhat]

That sounds good.

[Chuuya stretches his arms out with a yawn.]

Don't worry about it too much. It's no big deal.

[therewerefifty]

I'll leave all such worry to you.

Are you going to finish eating, or just go to bed?

[mrfancyhat]

Tell me the truth.

[He sounds as if he's about to talk about something serious. The look he gives her is a serious one too.]

Do you think I'm an easy target for pranks?

[That's it... That's his question.]

[therewerefifty]

[.....

....er.]

I'm not... really the type to play pranks. I wouldn't begin to know. Has someone been doing so?

[mrfancyhat]

Yeah! Someone has been doing so my entire life!

[Why is he getting angry about this now? He really should stop drinking.]

It's really annoying, don't you think?!

[therewerefifty]

If they have your entire life, I could see why. [You're not gonna like being on this ship with Vash, then... :D]

Have you told them to stop?

[mrfancyhat]

Of course I have!

[There's a huff!]

See, you're too nice, thinking people actually stop when they're told to! There are just too many people who only care about themselves!

[therewerefifty]

I wouldn't consider that I'm nice.

[Said the woman who rescued his hat, but whatever. She nearly follows up with her reasoning of why she would think that would work, and decides it's probably insulting, so. Lets it go.]

That's the way of the world, Chuuya-san. Most, if their requests are not listened to, will retaliate.

[mrfancyhat]

[He deflates...!]

I know! I just wanna complain!

[And he belatedly realizes the first part of what she's said, and he's perhaps taking it too seriously.]

Wait, who says you're not nice?! I'll kick their ass!

[therewerefifty]

[Her lips twitch up a little at that. Can't help it.]

Then you would have to kick my ass, Chuuya-san.

[mrfancyhat]

[Chuuya stares at her. Amazing that got him to shut up for a moment!]

Ah... Sorry.

[therewerefifty]

[She feels the faintest desire to outright giggle, man. She doesn't, of course, but hey. That's a new bar to reach.]

Perhaps you should go to bed.

[mrfancyhat]

Right.

[He gets up from his seat, giving her a sleepy nod.]

Sorry for the trouble.

[therewerefifty]

It's no trouble. Sleep well, Chuuya-san.

[She'll leave your hat clean and somewhere Vash-proof for you in the morning.]