On the days when you act like you don't care

[jupiters_golden]

Who: Iason Mink/jupiters_golden & anyone and all. Come get wet Don't tell me any of you females don't wanna peek! PLOT :D
Date: DAY 115, Morning after breakfast
Status: Open to all, and any/Ongoing
Summary: Iason's showering. What happens and who stops in is up to you! Wanna get wet. Did those little fuckers get you all dirty? Need to be clean?
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LOL TIME TO TRAUMATIZE THE BABY. XD

[hisoka_the_doll]

As soon as Hisoka entered the showers, he began to reconsider. There was a rather odd swirl of emotions drifting about here, and it was ticking on his nerves. He took a deep breath, trying to block it out. At least there wasn't a lot of people here. He'd just igno-...

Wait a second, something felt familiar. For some reason, he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He was having a lazy day anyway, and his brain didn't feel like working enough to figure it out. He just wanted to relax. The aura nagged at him, though.

Still, he sighed and gathered his showering stuff before moving to select a stall, a towel around his waist. He was halfway to one of the stalls near the end of a row when he heard someone brag about theirs being 'the biggest.' He rolled his eyes and continued on for a moment, before realizing that the voice sounded very familiar.

Trying to be discreet, (he was already a bit uncomfortable in the showers in the first place,) he slowly turned to peek over his shoulder, curious as to why that voice was so fami-

Oh, God. Not her! What was she doing in the men's showers?! What a creeper! Hisoka quickly turned away, shocked, and hurried into a shower stall, yanking the curtain closed before fiddling with the water a bit.

THAT'S THE BEST TIME!!

[vespaed]

It was like she had some kind of extra sense about her, but Haruko could sense Hisoka was there. Just like she used to be able to find Takkun, no matter where he tried to hide through all of Mabase.

The power of determination was a strong one, but it did leave some questions unanswered. Namely? The question of 'what the hell kind of determination is this in the first place!?'

And it was the telltale sign of a curtain swishing shut in a way that sounded desperate for escape, then the fumbling for water as if there really wasn't anything to notice in there. Oh and the footsteps? That had to be the first clue.

"Hisokaaaaaa," Haruko grinned, leaping to attention and hunting down the stall that he only thought was a suitable hiding place, "I know you're in here! Might as well come out and say hi to your favorite neighbor ever who feeds you curry and tucks you in at night and takes care of you all the time, hmmm?"

Haruko rustled the curtain from the outside. "Don't make me come in there after you! Did you know that 9 out of 10 people who shower in that very stall never comes back out? Call it a curse. Call it an untimely demise but Haruko is here to save you!"

Not gonna peek just yet.

x3

[hisoka_the_doll]

Hisoka cringed when he heard his name being called by that... that... crazy woman! She wanted him to come out of his shower stall?!

"What?! I'm not coming out! That's just... just... wrong! Go take your shower and leave me alone!" He frowned, cowering in the corner of the shower as she rustled his curtain. What was wrong with her?!

His eyes widened at her threat to come in after him. She wouldn't dare... would she? ....She probably would. He kept his towel clutched around his waist tightly, just in case.

"Nobody's died in this shower. And there's no curse here." He replied, rolling his eyes. The water was warm. He wanted his relaxing shower!

[vespaed]

"Oooh, Hisoka's a supporter of Haruko showering in the wrong showers," Haruko taunted while giving the curtain a really evil sort of grin. "I still think you should come out and show me around. It's so easy to get lost in here, all the complicated hallways and staircases in this shower. I mean, who were the architects?! What crawled up their asses and died?! WHY MUST THEY TORTURE US?!"

Okay, so that didn't make much sense. Diversionary tactics were definitely a go.

Maybe a little too much go.

Yeah, way too much go.

Haruko got a little too into the diversionary tactics and dramatic enactment of inappropriate dialogue, lost her balance, and crashed into the curtains - see?! Didn't just need the vespa to make up an epic crash! - and the events unfolded in the following way:

Haruko grabbed for the curtains, but in turn pulled them off the curtain rod, stumbled forward, and then invaded Hisoka's shower, all out of a course of fate, and not a course of perversion!

"Heeey, I just died in this shower," Haruko looked up at Hisoka, "And what do you know!? You aren't in here constantly to watch everyone die in here then get mopped up by the evil robots. Besides, I bet you want some company."

[hisoka_the_doll]

He shook his head, rolling his eyes at her continued nonsensical babbling, and leaned forward to at least start soaking his hair. He wasn't about to let go of that towel until he was sure she was far away. But it seemed things were not to happen in Hisoka's favor that day.

His eyes widened and he backed away again the moment he heard the rustle of the curtains once more. And when Haruko stumbled on into the stall, his hand became friends with his face. He facepalmed, shaking his head with a heavy sigh to calm himself as he glowered down at her.

"If you died you wouldn't be still talking." He grumbled. He ignored her comment about robots mopping the showers, turning his back to her as he considered changing shower stalls now that he had no curtain.

"No! I don't want company! I want to take a shower and go back to my room-... No, scratch that, I don't want to go back to my room... Anyway, I just want to be left alone! So get lost, already!" He frowned at her over his shoulder, though he somehow doubted she would take the hint.