rise and shine! it's 7AM! ( open | incomplete )

[mrcharlatan]

Characters: mrcharlatan and you!
Setting/Location: All over the Caravan
Date & Time: Day 16, starting around 6AM~7AM
Warnings: PG-13 for a foul mouth?
Summary: The transportation has arrived! So your local mechanic checks them all out and goes to rouse the Caravaners to get them moving.

Comments

Beta N-202 (Since it sounds like Charlie is going room to room? Right?)

[facing_danger]

Face was very much trying to convince himself at that moment that he could sleep through whatever noise assault the mechanic could throw through the door. It wasn't so much that he wasn't interested in leaving the caravan to explore the underwater city; he'd never been a morning person and since leaving the army, he'd never really liked rising early. He'd been called on it several times by clients or team mates, sure, but it had never stopped him from groaning and pulling his head deeper under the covers to try and glean a few more minutes of sleep.

Charlie was making it very hard, however.

he is indeed!

[mrcharlatan]

The mechanic began to kick the door with heavy work boots, a string of curses echoing down the hallway. All these damn foreigners, imposing on the Willas and not even bothering to pay attention when they were given life-saving instructions. He didn't want to hear a word from anyone if people died because they were too fucking lazy to wake up and ended up going through poisonous flower fields.

"GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP ALREADY. IF YOU DON'T GET OUTTA HERE, DON'T TRY 'TA HAUNT ME BECAUSE YOU DIED A PAINFUL DEATH."

:D

[facing_danger]

Face groaned and rolled over, shooting a pained expression towards the doorway. It wasn't that late yet, was it? Was it really? The notion of dying a "painful death" really didn't appeal to the conman--but would five more minutes hurt in a situation like this?

And why didn't they just avoid the poisonous flowers if they knew where they were already?

"...come back in half an hour," was the best he managed finally.

Delta N-404

[beatsupboys]

Ty Lee was up bright and early, looking ridiculously happy for someone who had woken up (on her own, even!) before seven in the morning.

"Coming!" she called brightly at the first knock, skipping over to the door and flinging it open. "Hi!"

[mrcharlatan]

The mechanic was a bit off-guard when the girl flung open the door after one knock, cigarette hanging limp from his teeth.

"--Finally, some of you brats are awake already. The transports've arrived, so you need to get your roommate and get out. They're all checked out and ready to go. Once you get to the docks underwater, you have to eat the weed in a punch by the door so you can breathe underwater and all that good crap. Clear?"

He hoped so, anyway. He had a lot of other doors to knock down.

[beatsupboys]

"Uh, okay." Those instructions seemed to be clear enough. "Thanks!"

trying to remember where I am...nnn...somewhere in the North tower where there are MANLY MEN

[justice_by_coma]

In the world, tehre are various disgusting people who need only five hours of sleep, and wake at the crack of dawn. Gau is one such person. Fortunately, this morning, he was busy working on his notebook, and documenting events and "suspicious things" off his junogram in his own personal shorthand, cramming it into his notebook.

He heard the banging mechanic quite early on. It didn't connect that there was a reason to this until the door was being nearly knocked down, and someone even more irritable-sounding than Gau on his bad days at the peak of awkwardness, was banging door to door demandingly.

Gau jumped, the composed himself, packing his bag quickly, with junogram, kunai, slipping his notebook into what...looked rather like a plastic bag, to him. Gau gingerly poked Finn in the toe with his pen. (Ah. He'd have to leave these behind. Maybe one...in the bag...everythign neat and tidy...any of value hidden just in case...)

"Hudson-san!" he hissed, poking and nudging gingerly at one of Finn's exposed feet, jamming his...obviously

you're so manly gau ;w; /pinches his manly cheeks

[mrcharlatan]

The mechanic was none too pleased, not receiving any sort of answer even though he could hear a good deal of shuffling, footsteps, rustling, and maybe even someone talking-- but his ears weren't too good after sticking his head in things getting started up, banged on, banged up, possibly with gears ratcheting and screeching if they were jammed or chafing without proper lubrication. He hammered on the door again with a tough gloved fist, adding a good kick to the bottom with a heavy boot.

"Come on, already! Get your scrawny asses off the damn Caravan!"

Ouu~ Just because he's not covered in grease, and KNITS, does not detract from innate manliness! XDD

[justice_by_coma]

"COMING!" Gau shouted at the door with one final, annoyed kick at Finn's foot. He opened the door, glowering a little sourly at the mechanic. He didn't like being reminded his ass was scrawny. The pom-pom on the top of his hat stared the man squarely in the face.

"My hulking American roommate won't wake up. He's like this every day." He muttered in an obvious aside.

In Finn's favor, his comatose-sleeping was probably a defense mechanism considering Gau's high-energy restless movement patterns and propensity for waking up at the crack of dawn.

hey, hey. he bathed this week!!

[mrcharlatan]

Charlie wasn't one to talk about scrawny, considering he was fairly short for a grown man. There was some minimen in his blood a couple generations back, which was both a blessing and a curse. The door opened to some weird head covering that the mechanic... chortled at, really. And made no attempt of being polite and apologizing.

"Yeah yeah, okay fuzzball. You want some help getting him up or something, princess? You both need to be gone like ten minutes ago."