"In the morning all shall be | the same again:" [OPEN]

[justice_by_coma]

Characters: Gau Meguro justice_by_coma, Serah Farron fatemarked, Rookie brb_napping, and ANYONE WHO WANTS TO COME BY [Open]
Setting/Location: The Caravan Showers
Date & Time: Insanely early on Day 22
Warnings: Cleaning, misunderstandings involving said lurking cleaning, and...well...possibly the caravan exhibitionists (or just the shy people who try to avoid public showering) coming

Comments

*rages at lack of notifs some more, and attacks the site with tampons of justice or something*

[justice_by_coma]

Gau collapsed immediately with a G-rated yelp.
It was fortunate for everyone that long years of living in the same house as Raikou and his lovingly sadistic tendencies, left Gau with a bit of resistance to head-blows. Or...maybe it was luck, and the blow itself was lopsided, or dulled in lethality by the glare from Rookie's VISR.

Whatever the reason, the soaked and now angry Gau scrambled back up remarkably quickly, sputtering and choking, drawing out his ridiculously small kunai to whirl on his attacker. "THAT HURT-!" He started to bellow before he cut himself off, blinking blearily and pushing soaked hair out of his eyes. "Robo- Rookie?!"

He lowered the knife just a little, then blinked again, looking around for some other assailant through the haze of stars in his vision. (Clearly Rookie wouldn't hit him--not when they were comrades! Unthinkable!)

He reared around, stumbling again in the shower. "Something hit me! Possibly a ghost! Be very careful! Especially you, miss!" He directed at Serah, not realizing of course that she alone probably had full view of what just happened. His earlier thoughts of being interpreted as a pervert were blessedly forgotten. He had enough on his mind between potential danger, possible concussion, and the pain in his chest--to say the least of potential pneumonia.