oh dear god (closed)

[ramenbowls]

Characters: ramenbowls, littlestbastich
Setting/Location: Lobby/Stairs area
Date & Time: ERRRR… day 5 morning?
Warnings: ANGRY PEOPLE?
Summary: Naruto is heading up the stairs because holy christopher does it stink… and he bumps into something that-not only smells worse-but is also violent. Oh my!

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[ramenbowls]

It had happened before he could stop it.

If Naruto had expected to be thrown by the person he had bumped into, there would have been no way that he would have even allowed the act to happen (or so he'd like to think). He would have planted his ground and countered whatever had been thrown his way… or whatever force that was trying to throw him away.

Unfortunately for the blond, he had allowed himself to drop his guard-thinking that he'd just have to apologize to the foul-smelling person, especially if they had fallen down. But they hadn't. Instead, they threw him. Sure, he should be glad that he hadn't done any damage, but the fact that he was ready to heave from the two vile smells that were swarming around him and that he was hitting the ground some ways away kept him from really thinking much at the moment aside from, "WHAT THE-?!"

Being thrown hadn't really hurt though, so it was quite easy for Naruto to get to his feet quickly. No, the throw had only slightly aggravated an already-growing headache and had succeeded in making him angry to go along with his disgust and nausea.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR'TTEBAYO?!"

[littlestbastich]

"Eech." It was a loud one. Slo-bo scowled, half-squinting down at the yellow-headed nuisance steps below. Nobody he'd ever seen before, certainly; not that it would've made a difference to him if he'd just tossed an acquaintance aside.

So noisy though. Frag.

Slo-bo's expression read utterly unimpressed with the shouting, shifting his weight to one leg and looping thumbs through the beltloops on his sagging pants. "Yer in th'way," he said bluntly. "Move it r'lose it." The leg that wasn't being balanced on lazily lifted, then came down on the step with a loud THWUMP that set the wood to groaning and crackling.

"An' I mean lose it."