Nightshift 24: Room M33

[usoppsenchou]

[from here]This room had been scarier before he'd stepped outside. Now it was cozy, in a strange way... his roommate's side looked a little ransacked, but he politely ignored that and sat his baskets down on his bed, along with the frying pans. He then unloaded himself of his other burdens... pens, paper, batteries (although he still didn't know

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[face_of_chaos]

Sauntering into here

There was a different sort of chaos in the room as he’d entered into the area, although it was the disorder of Usopp’s gatherings which caught the knight’s attention. One couldn’t fault his companion’s skills at collecting seemingly useless articles, not that it bothered him at all. So long as it didn’t impede his own duties too much, Yuber would go along without complaint.

Moving to over to the chair at the end of Usopp’s bed, Yuber kicked the seat over to one side enough for the knight to sit himself in it. His movements were graceful as Yuber slid down into the seat, and with his right arm casually slinging over the back of the chair, the knight was the picture of relaxed grace.

“And what marvellous weapons are you considering making?” Yuber smoothly asked as his attention locked intently onto his companion. It would be interesting to see what different ideas this one could create, especially judging from some of the items that had been collected.

[usoppsenchou]

Usopp looked over the pile, arms crossed, seemingly in meditation. Then he sighed, and pulled the flour and chili powder out first, putting them beside the notebook

[face_of_chaos]

When his question went unanswered, the black knight began to wonder if perhaps he’d asked the wrong thing. Either that or his words had the wrong delivery as per usual. If he had to take a guess, Yuber would have put money on the section option. Not that it mattered, he’d allow the humans to see his words as they so desired, it only made them far easier to manipulate to his own cause afterwards

[usoppsenchou]

Feeling somewhat satisfied but far more pumped up at the raising of his flag, er, placing of his sign, Usopp looked back at the pile of 'stuff' on the bed, then moved the two juice cans into his closet and took out yet another spare pair of pants, flexing them. They were flexible enough to be comfortable to wear, but there wasn't enough give, and the tiny bit of elastic around the top was sewn in so thoroughly that the holes would compromise its strength if he tried to use that. Still, he could find a use for them... pulling the drawstring out of them, he laid it in his pile and put the pants nearby, his bed very nearly covered with items now. Kneeling on the floor and pulling the paper, flour and chili powder over to him, he began the first stage of work.

He made a simple origami-style cup out of the paper, then poured flour with a little bit of chili powder into it, and mixed the two together. Smoke bombs with a bit of a sting could be useful... The flour wouldn't hold up as a cloud as long as his usual choice of chemicals...