Catching Some Z's [OPEN]

[hedgephones]

Characters: Neku H. (hedgephones) and anyone on the Way who feels like dropping in
Content: Zombies after Ryoji's brains Winding Way energy drain--and possibly food.
Setting: Winding Way, Kitchens
Time: Today
Warnings: Sleepy spikyhairs + general fail

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[tiny_tinker_toy]

Crash!

"Hehehe, oops."

Finding Rikku on the ground with something--like a failed project--on top of her wasn't exactly abnormal. She was a hyper ball of doom, after all.

But finding Rikku on the ground, with something on top of her, and someone under her was a little odd. Especially when Rikku was still in her pjyamas.

[hedgephones]

... Well, that was one of the ruder awakenings he'd ever had. Neku rubbed at his eyes (still tired, whyyy) and contemplated just flopping on the floor and going back to sleep (or maybe that was just because he was so dazed from the head-meet-floor side of things)--or he would have, if he'd been able to breathe.

"O-Ow. Watch it, would y--" a yawn interrupted him midsentence and then he finally got a good look at where he was and what the hell was going on.

--There was some random girl on top of him in her PJs. That itself was enough to send him bolt upright and scurrying back--or at least, he would have, but she'd kind of knocked over a bunch of stuff, and she was heavy. Oh, hell.

Slightly more flustered, "M-Move it, I can't--owowow, seriously, you weigh a ton!"

[tiny_tinker_toy]

"I do not! I only weight a hundred twenty pounds soaking wet!" How rude. "You sould have been sleeping on the pots anyway, mister-" A large yawn "-mister grumpy britches."

Rikku disentangled herself from the chaos. "Sorry, anyway. Why are you down here sleeping? The crew room has comfier sofas and a really poofy chair if y'wanted to nap."

[hedgephones]

Well, he shouldn't have, true, but Neku was also so used to being called variations of 'grumpy' it barely registered anymore. The slight on his shorts was going a little far, though. "You'd be grumpy too if you just had a hundred something pounds land on you out of the blue while you were napping." A half-hearted glare. "That's the weight of like fifteen adult sky fish."

He would've continued and snapped into an even grumpier mood if Rikku's one yawn didn't set off a chain reaction. Groggily, Neku tried his poor abused head at remembering why he'd come here in the first place. "... Thought food might help me stay awake. That failed."

He wobbled to his feet and dusted himself down for damage, then looked around with fresh eyes (he didn't even remember coming in here, jeez). It was still messy, but maybe he could actually find something palatable this time around...

[tiny_tinker_toy]

Rikku looked up at Neku from her spot on the ground. ('Disentangled' doesn't mean 'standing up' when you've got braces on your legs.) "Mind helping me up?" she asked. "I came down here for chocolate and...yeah, fell on you, Spikes."

[hedgephones]

That just made him blink. He'd been so busy being flustered and annoyed (and still sleepy, dammit) that he'd managed to totally miss anything else--why was she in such a cluttered place with leg braces on, anyway?

... Wait. ... Spikes? He fought an exasperated sigh--again with the nicknames. "My name is Neku." --but reached out a hand to pull her up anyway. "And you could've found somebody to get it for you. It's way too crowded in here to be wobbling around."

[tiny_tinker_toy]

"Oh! I remember you! Radio Ops, right?" Rikku asked as he helped her stand. "I'm Rikku! And I know my way down here-" Another yawn "-like I was born here. Besides, I was goin' stir crazy!"

[hedgephones]

Rikku... Rikku... Not ringing any bells here. Then again, half the people on the ship sounded the same to him--they were all so energetic it made him feel like sitting down and putting his portable radio on full blast for a while to drown out the noise.

It really was like a small-town atmosphere, though--he'd been pretty uncommunicative for most of the month and they still knew who he was. Huh. "Yeah, I'm Radio Ops," a bit distractedly, as he drifted off to look into a few cabinets. Now, where was that cheese I saw the other day... cheese and crackers sounds all right for now.

[tiny_tinker_toy]

Rikku hobbled behind Neku. "We met over the network the other day, when Vash was taking everyone out for ice cream." Man, he was less talkative in real life. "Whatcha looking for?"

[hedgephones]

Well, that being the day he'd almost gotten a concussion from getting slammed repeatedly headfirst into an ice cream display... yeah, it made even more sense that he didn't remember her.

Only now she seemed to want to follow him around and talk to him when all he wanted to do was grab his food and get back to the radio room (and probably fall asleep again later). Dammit. Just my luck to always get the friendly ones.

At least it meant he kept awake this time. "Cheese. I think they had cheddar in here somewhere." Unless it's in the-- The refrigerators had to be on the other side of the room, didn't they?

Time to start picking his way over.

[OOC: Fffff have a repost. :|]

[tiny_tinker_toy]

"Oh, I think Giselle's mice ate all the cheese, but you might get lucky and find some cheddar," announced the blonde. "Or the bleu cheese. Or the gorganzola."