11th bomb||Hayato Gokudera|| [inperson]

[killer_melon]

[After one thing gone wrong after another, after the stress of dealing with Belphegor and his room being blown up, he had gone on a 4 pack-a-day smoking binge. And now he has been out of cigarettes for the past few days. Being in the throws of nicotine withdrawal had made him restless, and unable to sleep properly. Of course sleeping on the floor

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[thepantherking]

[Grimmjow was idly wandering around the Manor, and wound up curiously investigating the kitchen, only to pause and do a doubletake at the sleeping kid at the table.]

Oy! Kid! The fuck're you doin'?

[Not waiting for a reply, he shakes the kid a bit(but not too hard), before grabbing Gokudera by the shirt, waiting for a reply.]

[killer_melon]

[Hayato doesn't take kindly to being shaken awake, he was already a light sleeper to begin with. Out of sheer habit Hayato flails awake and throws a punch right at Grimmjow's face...

of course that ended real well. Hayato lets out a string of cusses and shakes his hand. He looks up at Grimmjow with a bit of groggy confusion. What the hell was he doing there and what the hell was his face made of?!]

I was... sleepin' I think...

[thepantherking]

[Serves you right for trying to punch an Arrancar, kid. Just be thankful the punch wasn't caught and reacted to in a more aggressive fashion out of reflex and habit.

Still holding onto the kid by his shirt, though.]

...Here?

The fuck's wrong with you?!

[killer_melon]

[Hayato cringes his head still a bit foggy from sleep]

OI! It's not like a fucking planned it! I've been having a hard time sleeping lately! That's all!

[He smacks Grimmjow's arm away so he can properly slouch back in his chair. Trying to wake up a bit more]

[big_bang_blue]

[After his argument with Roxanne and how he was feeling, he was out walking around to keep himself from thinking about the hurt that he put Roxanne through. The fact that the power went out and how badly things have been going around him, he uses his De-Gun as a flashlight.

He stops when he sees Gokudera on the kitchen table. He tries to shake him awake.]

Hayato.

[killer_melon]

[Hayato, who was trained to wake up in a flash on the streets, reflexively grabs Megamind's wrist and twists it away from him. He pauses to blink groggily at the offending waker-upper.]

Megamind?

[The teen releases his grip on his friends wrist and tiredly slumps back in his chair, coughing a bit.]

S-sorry... I don't wake up well... I guess....

[He rubs his eyes trying to expedite the making up process]

[big_bang_blue]

[For some strange reason he wasn't buying it. He holsters his De-Gun and moves to help Hayato up. He's considerably stronger than he looks.]

Come on. You're going to bed. You can use my room.

[Megamind wasn't going to take no for an answer even if meant to dehydrate Hayato and rehydrating him on the bed. That was the last thing he wanted to do.]

[killer_melon]

[Hayato digs his heals in the ground to prevent being dragged off, and give him enough leverage to pull his hand back. He did not like being grabbed at when he was in the best of moods, never mind groggy and without his fix]

Oi! Quit it! I'm fine!

[He slumps back in his chair once more]

I've just been havin' trouble sleepin....

[In Person]

[blueeyekamikaze]

[[Hiiro's been taking both his own and Near's encouragement to go out scouting for things that will turn back into useful items once this stupid plot is over with. That's what he's been doing, late at night so that when he creeps out he's less likely to be spotted. His quiet sneakers easily pass over the most impossible of terrain and he stops in his tracks when he sees Gokudera.

He's silent, as always, staring at the other boy in the room. That's it, just staring, wondering if he's going to have to do something about this or not. He's here to forage not to fight, but with his weapon as handy as it has to be, he's not unprepared- even for a guy who looks on his last legs to be a problem.]]

Hn.

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[killer_melon]

[The slight noise of another in the room is enough to cause Hayato to force himself awake. When he sees the other person his eyes narrow, ah.... it was THAT guy. Well the business between them was done. Hayato sighs and rests his head on his hand. He wasn't about to try and sleep again while this guy was in the room. Not that he could, his unfulfilled addiction keeping him up at odd times...]

[In Person]

[blueeyekamikaze]

[[Hiiro doesn't stop watching until Gokudera looks absolutely unhindered by his being there. Good. He's not in the mood to shoot someone today, he's been enjoying the peace and paranoia that he and Near both share about what's going on.

If anything, at least his rooting about is done quietly.]]

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[killer_melon]

[He lets out a sigh of aggravation. Of course it figures that when he FINALLY manages to catch some shut eye it's in the most populated place in the manor. He should expect this from his luck by now. He really should.

Well, he's not planning on sleeping again any time soon, Hayato slips on his cracked glasses (that's right, the kid who was throwing dynamite at you has bad eyes) and pulls his hair back. Time to continue rummaging through his blackberry to see if he could find anything on who set his room on fire, or if that dumb-ass detective had been snooping around.]

[11_sies]

[The Doctor has been slightly distracted with shiny semi-working TARDIS but right now he's taking a break from trying to fix it completely and found himself- there has to be something he can use in here.

He's carrying one of the many flashlights that can be found on the TARDIS as he comes across the teen sleeping-probably not a very comfortable bed... ooh.. hang on this kid doesn't look well. He pulls out his sonic screwdriver and pans it over the kid- hmm... nicotine withdraw. What is this poor kid doing to his poor body?]

[killer_melon]

[The teen forces himself awake as soon as his subconscious registers another presence in the room. Life on the streets had taught him that trick. He sits up and turns to... oh it's HIM. Hayato manages to put on his nastiest glare JUST for the doctor]

The fuck do YOU want?

[11_sies]

Several things-none of which you can help me with-not that you'd try. But I was curious as to why you're so damn pale-I think you glow dark.

[he shines his light over the likely barren fridge] Nothing there.

[he's moving away from the teen and shining his light on various things just 'hmming' over all of it.]

[killer_melon]

It's none of your mother fucking business jack-ass.

[Great, there was no way he was going to get back to sleep with this douche-bag hanging around. He starts to gather his broken glasses and the lighter he had been using to get around with and gets up from the table]

[searchformysin]

[Well there something you don't see everyday. Oz stands by the kitchen door as he makes his way in to get a closer look. As curious as Oz could be at times, he knew he couldn't exactly wake them up just in case. So instead he choose to just walk past and stand at one side of the table.]

It's a rather odd place to sleep.

[killer_melon]

[Hayato snaps awake at the voice and turns to... oh it's just stick boy. Been a while since he's seen him. Hayato settles into a relaxed slouch at the table. Pretending he was never asleep...]

[searchformysin]

[Oz just stands there and watches.]

Well, good morning to you to.

[Oz sighs as he looks at anything he could possibly eat, but there was nothing.]

Why are you on the kitchen table anyway?

[killer_melon]

[Hayato scowls, his already temperamental mood seems to have taken a turn for the... even worse...]

Been having a hard time sleeping. Crashed on the table, what's it to you?