[closed for now!]
WHO: Tasuki (kenka_batoru), Chichiri (xwatermirrorx) and Nuriko (tachiagaruyuuki)
WHAT: Three Seishi reunite!
WHERE: By the docks.
WHEN: Just after their arrival; just before nightfall.
Of course, Tasuki'd high-tailed it away from the seashore-like hell he was getting back on a boat; being over so much water made him shudder and twitch-but now he was heading back to the docks despite his better nature, but he had his reasons for it. He was heading where the sand was. Where Nuriko was, and where Chichiri was gonna meet them. Having both of them there was comforting, at least where Chichiri was concerned, and unsettling, definitely where Nuriko was concerned. But he wasn't looking this gift horse in the mouth. Hell no. Nuriko was here and if it wasn't a dream, if it wasn't a trick, then he and Chichiri and Nuriko were gonna get shitfaced happy tonight.
Hey, actually. Probably not, 'cause Chichiri didn't tend to like that. Tasuki was just anxious and happy and freaking out. Normally he was a friendly guy, and he liked meeting new people, if they weren't assholes, but he had huge problems right now. In fact, he'd even made a little list.
1. Why was Nuriko here if Nuriko was dead?
2. Why was Tasuki here, since Tasuki was alive?
3. Why was Chichiri here? Chichiri was also alive!
4. What was "here?!"
5. AND WHERE THE HELL WAS MIAKA?!?!
Also, he couldn't stop thinking about: child queens, flesh-eating unicorns, where the hell Miaka was, if Miaka was in trouble, that guy-or girl? Shit! Tasuki didn't even know! Double shit!-who'd threatened to KISS him, where Chichiri was, where Nuriko was, where Tasuki himself was, what was even going on right now and how they were gonna get out of it so they could get back to business and fucking make sure Miaka was safe...!
The list was making him agitated. He shouldn't even be thinking about it. Once Chichiri was here, he'd be able to explain everything, and then they'd get back to the problem at hand. Chichiri could do that. Chichiri was smart.
But could he bring Nuriko back from the dead?
Tasuki stared out at the ocean, over the darkening sea. The water was turbulent. It looked like he felt, on the inside, all the waves knotting up, one over the other. Yeah, he needed to get shitfaced, because apparently he was composing all sorts of poetry about his emotions. Which were pretty fucked up right now, and he needed a drink. He crossed his arms over his chest, just waiting. He needed his friends, in a bad way.
WHAT: Three Seishi reunite!
WHERE: By the docks.
WHEN: Just after their arrival; just before nightfall.
Of course, Tasuki'd high-tailed it away from the seashore-like hell he was getting back on a boat; being over so much water made him shudder and twitch-but now he was heading back to the docks despite his better nature, but he had his reasons for it. He was heading where the sand was. Where Nuriko was, and where Chichiri was gonna meet them. Having both of them there was comforting, at least where Chichiri was concerned, and unsettling, definitely where Nuriko was concerned. But he wasn't looking this gift horse in the mouth. Hell no. Nuriko was here and if it wasn't a dream, if it wasn't a trick, then he and Chichiri and Nuriko were gonna get shitfaced happy tonight.
Hey, actually. Probably not, 'cause Chichiri didn't tend to like that. Tasuki was just anxious and happy and freaking out. Normally he was a friendly guy, and he liked meeting new people, if they weren't assholes, but he had huge problems right now. In fact, he'd even made a little list.
1. Why was Nuriko here if Nuriko was dead?
2. Why was Tasuki here, since Tasuki was alive?
3. Why was Chichiri here? Chichiri was also alive!
4. What was "here?!"
5. AND WHERE THE HELL WAS MIAKA?!?!
Also, he couldn't stop thinking about: child queens, flesh-eating unicorns, where the hell Miaka was, if Miaka was in trouble, that guy-or girl? Shit! Tasuki didn't even know! Double shit!-who'd threatened to KISS him, where Chichiri was, where Nuriko was, where Tasuki himself was, what was even going on right now and how they were gonna get out of it so they could get back to business and fucking make sure Miaka was safe...!
The list was making him agitated. He shouldn't even be thinking about it. Once Chichiri was here, he'd be able to explain everything, and then they'd get back to the problem at hand. Chichiri could do that. Chichiri was smart.
But could he bring Nuriko back from the dead?
Tasuki stared out at the ocean, over the darkening sea. The water was turbulent. It looked like he felt, on the inside, all the waves knotting up, one over the other. Yeah, he needed to get shitfaced, because apparently he was composing all sorts of poetry about his emotions. Which were pretty fucked up right now, and he needed a drink. He crossed his arms over his chest, just waiting. He needed his friends, in a bad way.