COME ALL YE HOUSEMATES

[tom_hanniger]

Who: HOUSEMATES AND FRIENDS OF OUTER HAVEN
When: All day
Where: Where do you think.
Summary: General multi purpose log. Roam around the house in your underwear, attempt to cook breakfast, lounge on the roof or pet ALL THE KITTIES.
Warnings: Well all the cool kids are doing it B(

Comments

[ysobritish]

[There is a box here. Liquid may or may not be in it, to those who know about boxes, but it's sitting in the middle of the hall on the third floor and there is a cat sitting on top of it. Underneath it, Liquid is busy cleaning his FAMAS, shirtless as ever and slightly irritated still from his time with that wretched pink haired mad scientist Szayel.

Do you care to see why there is an upside down box in the hall? If you don't, stay and listen; you might hear him muttering curses in Arabic or Russian.]

[tom_hanniger]

[Tom wouldn't normally care, but he's only just woken up and nearly runs right into the damn thing. Strike that, he full on does.]

-the fuck!

[The cat yowls, Tom stumbles back against the wall, it's all very unflattering.]

The hell is this doing in the middle of the god damn hallway.

[ysobritish]

!

[A voice comes from under the box after a moment, once he places the voice.]

I'm not a "this", Tom. And nor is Tanegashima.

[tom_hanniger]

[FSHJKWSFDJGHDNKGSDGHNDLKXGSJ]

...Liquid?!

[One thing at a time, Tom.]

What are you doing?

[ysobritish]

Meow.

[The cat's head swivels down to look at the box before it leaps off, strolling past Tom with its head in the air as if it's angry at him. After a moment, he lifts the box up so that Tom can see the parts of the assault rifle on his knees.]

Cleaning my weapon.

[And no, that's not a euphemism. He waves the cloth in his hand lightly at him.]

[tom_hanniger]

[Holy shit that's a real gun. Wait, what?]

In a box?

[ysobritish]

[Were you expecting a toy, sir?]

I needed to calm down. It's quite calming. You should try it.

[tom_hanniger]

[He was expecting a box, oh shirtless wonder.]

Uhhh- [He doesn't know if he should question that or not.]

Isn't it dark in there? How do you see what you're doing?

[ysobritish]

There's eyeholes.

[Lifting it up, he turns it to show him.]

Light comes in through it. Actually they used to use these as a military strategy; my brother uses them all the time. I blame Father's influence.

[tom_hanniger]

They teach you to hide in boxes. In the military.

[ysobritish]

Stealth operatives. They crouch under them and walk. When the enemy comes close, you sit and wait for them to get out of sight before you head on.

[So matter of fact...]

I'm a little more face to face than brother so I tend to just use them when I need to relax.

[tom_hanniger]

[Perplexed]

Wouldn't your enemy see a walking box and suspect something?

[ysobritish]

...that's the point of not moving while they can see. It's a flaw in the eye that when it does not see a change happen, it takes more than one look to realise something has changed at all. As a result, if they don't see it move, they won't notice it being in a different location.

[tom_hanniger]

I think I would notice a box coming right at me.

[ysobritish]

[He pushes the box aside, rising to his feet gracefully. Leaning against the wall, he puts the pieces of the gun back together as he talks.]

The box wouldn't be coming at you. The point is to only move when the enemy's eyes are not turned in your direction. If you move a muscle when they're looking at you, you're done for.

[tom_hanniger]

[ B| duh face ]

Yeah but- [snort] Never mind.

What kinda gun is that?