Mission Log
Title: Drunk Talks
Characters: Momo and Rukia
Location: Epsilon 3
Timeframe: Night after the bar fight
Status: Open
Warnings: … will think of something later
Momo needed a stiff drink. She really did, to be completely honest. Giving yesterdays track record there was no reason to even think that going to a bar at the moment was a good idea, but she had never been one to really care about conventional ideas. Besides, Hitsugaya had the crew on lock down due to the fact that he was, for lack of better words, pissed.
If she had been kissed by her mechanic who she obviously didn't like, she would be rather upset to.
She had spent all day avoiding the man, Yumi, Ran… pretty much the whole crew. She had not gone to the engine room as she was pretty sure that was the first place that anyone would look. Instead she had locked her room door as soundly as she could; even going as far as to take the wires out of the door, put on her favorite pair of pajama’s and curled up in her bed. Nice and safe under the warmth and protection of her blankets and sheets.
She had only emerged once to sneak to the kitchen and get food and then late that night in order to make her way to the local bar in order to get herself nice and drunk.
The fact that that stupid kiss that he had basically rejected outright kept playing in her head was not a good sign.
Not a good sign at all.
She was pretty sure that at this time of night it was the rowdy people and those who really wanted to get drunk left and she was also equally sure that running into anyone who resembled her crew would be hard to do.
She was however, very surprised to see a familiar looking head. It wasn’t until she got close enough to identify the profile that she realized who exactly it was sitting at a table by herself.
She slipped into the seat across from her and smiled.
“Mind if I join you?”
Characters: Momo and Rukia
Location: Epsilon 3
Timeframe: Night after the bar fight
Status: Open
Warnings: … will think of something later
Momo needed a stiff drink. She really did, to be completely honest. Giving yesterdays track record there was no reason to even think that going to a bar at the moment was a good idea, but she had never been one to really care about conventional ideas. Besides, Hitsugaya had the crew on lock down due to the fact that he was, for lack of better words, pissed.
If she had been kissed by her mechanic who she obviously didn't like, she would be rather upset to.
She had spent all day avoiding the man, Yumi, Ran… pretty much the whole crew. She had not gone to the engine room as she was pretty sure that was the first place that anyone would look. Instead she had locked her room door as soundly as she could; even going as far as to take the wires out of the door, put on her favorite pair of pajama’s and curled up in her bed. Nice and safe under the warmth and protection of her blankets and sheets.
She had only emerged once to sneak to the kitchen and get food and then late that night in order to make her way to the local bar in order to get herself nice and drunk.
The fact that that stupid kiss that he had basically rejected outright kept playing in her head was not a good sign.
Not a good sign at all.
She was pretty sure that at this time of night it was the rowdy people and those who really wanted to get drunk left and she was also equally sure that running into anyone who resembled her crew would be hard to do.
She was however, very surprised to see a familiar looking head. It wasn’t until she got close enough to identify the profile that she realized who exactly it was sitting at a table by herself.
She slipped into the seat across from her and smiled.
“Mind if I join you?”