BFL: The Second Coming [OPEN]

[adiosasshole]

Characters: Shinjiro Aragaki and the crew of the Silvana
Content: To celibrate their defeat of the pirate scum, Shinjiro cooks a big meal.
Setting: Mess Hall
Time: Dinner
Warnings: Planned and unplanned chaos~ Expect thread chrashing by shotas
Notes: Feel free to start threads amongst yourselves or with Shinjiro.

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[fallingjunkyard]

Joshua had kept himself scarce during the pirate attack. If they expected a non-fighting passenger to help out when he had paid for his safety. Joshua doubted it was something that would come up, regardless.

Food had been on the forefront of Joshua's mind, especially when it sounded like the Silvana's kitchen was going to be busy. He ended up arriving fashionably late to the dinner, but with so much food, Joshua didn't think he'd be missing out on much. So he settled himself down at an empty seat and reached out for the last piece of the black forest cake.

fffffffffff

[minibars]

Taking care of the cleanup was a grimy, nasty affair and really one of those duties that Mello preferred not to think about, even while he was doing it (luckily, it didn't require thinking much on any level)--he went through the motions and did what he could, anyway, and if anyone wanted to complain they could suck it up and clean the invisible spots themselves.

Really, did they have to get the gore on the ceiling? It was hell to clean out of windows, too. Fucking nasty, especially near the infirmary. One of these days, he was going to get Luppi back for getting him stuck there

SIGH FYRE STOP STEALTH TAGGIN'.

[daddys_bear]

Isshin went to the kitchens once he had dealt with the things that had needed his immediate attention. Fortunately, there hadn't been too many people injured in this attack - things should return back to a more normal pace in couple of days. After all this work, surely he must deserve a break of some sort; thus why he had decided to go into the kitchens once he heard the announcement through the journals.

Once there, he helped himself to some booze (a little wouldn't hurt after all) and some treats before wandering to the side and noticed Joshua as well as a blond that he couldn't quite recognize where from.. Isshin grinned as he went up to the other two and settled himself quite nicely beside Joshua and watched in slight amusement at the duo who seemed to be ready to fight for the last piece of cake while sipping from his booze.

It's part of her training to be a ninja :|b

[fallingjunkyard]

Joshua didn't really have time for the vague familiarity of the stranger's voice to sink in, or the familiar presense of Isshin; that stranger was after Joshua's piece of cake. His. If this same event had taken place back in Melior, in 'society', Joshua would have just let it go. But Joshua felt like something sweet, and this was just an airship. Ettiquette was far less needed in this kind of situation. And Joshua liked getting what he wanted.

So he completely ignored the outburst from the stranger and let his fingers quickly dodge under the stranger's hand, taking hold of the cake.

ohohoho \o/ Rin, feel free to jump in ANYTIME

[minibars]

"You little...!" Mello vaguely registered the addition of a third presence somewhere in the come-and-go of the people milling about the tables, but for the moment he, too, was entirely focused on the cake--which his opponent had just made the first move on.

The only reason Joshua had managed that was because Mello had caught a glimpse of his face at exactly the wrong moment, and the abrupt combination of pale curls, cool eyes and plain clothing had made him freeze exactly long enough to lose the advantage.

On the other hand--

Like hell I'm giving this up to the likes of you! It was a spur-of-the-moment and almost completely unreasoned surge of hostility, but even without it Mello would've reached his hand out and clamped it around the wrist of the would-be cake thief.

As it was, in addition to that, he slammed said wrist to the table with slightly more force than was necessary.

[fallingjunkyard]

Joshua flinched at the sudden, not-very-accidental touch, his hand jerking slightly off course. But that wasn't enough to break out of the blonde's grip, and he winced at the sharp pain when his wrist met table. He frowned, turning to regard his assaulter, and was quietly amused that it was a kid, the whole movement taking only a split second.

"Don't you know it's good manners to allow your elders first pick?" He reached for the cake with his other hand at the same time.

.... that icon is creepy :|

[minibars]

... Oh no you DON'T. Unless Joshua had a third hand somewhere, his latter bid for victory had also met with interception; Mello was going to fight tooth and nail for this--he was hungry enough after scrubbing for a couple of hours, it was chocolate, and after the glimpse of his face every last thing about Joshua now rubbed him the wrong way.

He practically snarled in response, "Don't you know it's first come, first serve?" And even if he hadn't gotten to the table first, he'd definitely spotted the cake first--he had a sixth sense for these things.

[fallingjunkyard]

Sadly, Joshua did not have a third hand, although a little telekinetic magic was sometimes a satisfactory replacement. But there was no way he was going to use his magic on something as petty as this. Or someone this bratty.

The kid was standing up. He was sitting down. Kicking this kid wasn't a feasible option. So Joshua sharply jerked the hand that wasn't pinned to the table back towards himself; the blonde didn't seem like the kind of person who would let go of things easily.

And if the blonde didn't let go... well, that would put him in headbutt range, wouldn't it~?

o lawd I think...... this is it~

[minibars]

When Mello brawled, he generally did expect dirty tactics; but he hadn't expected anything out of the ordinary from a kid as clean-cut as all that. As a result, he didn't react to the loss of balance the tug caused quite fast enough to recover--

The hell with it. If the curlyhead wanted to pull something like that, he could take the consequences, too. Instead of trying to cushion the collision, the blond abruptly snapped his head down, ensuring their foreheads collided soundly with an audible THUD.

"... Ngh!" Stars blinded him, but his blood was up and he was pissed, and the next moment, his grip still on Joshua's arm, he'd reflexively yanked the other boy upwards and reached out blindly with his other, now-free hand at the same time.

His hand happened to land in a bowl of peas.

And, since he still couldn't quite see, Mello went with pure impulse, flinging the handful in general direction of Joshua's face.

btw nice nails. you do them yourself~?

[fallingjunkyard]

Joshua reeled, his free hand automatically going to his forehead as he tried to steady himself and shake off the dizziness at the edge of his mind. He only managed to keep his eyes open out of sheer willpower, though everything looked momentarily whiter. He'd barely thought that's a really thick skull before he was yanked onto his feet. Reflexively, Joshua pushed his chair back out of the way with a foot just as Mello's hand found the bowl of peas.

Even though Mello was quite... spirited, flung peas only hurt so much.

Joshua took this opportunity to break Mello's grip on his arm. Grabbing the piece of cake (the reason for this in the first place) and dropping it onto his plate, he picked up the plate and ran, like he'd done this before. He would have cackled as well if he had been of a more witchly persuasion.

[ooc: Over here!]