Training montage! [open]

[dontkillmebro]

Characters: Sara and whomever
Content: She's working herself to death again...
Setting: Deck of the Silvy
Time: Morning!
Warnings: None yet

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[dontkillmebro]

"Mn?" Sara slowly blinked and tilted her head up. She then registered that someone was shaking her and yelling at her. She startled back and went to shove him off. "What are you doing?"

[dontkillmebro]

"Of course not." She tried to wobble up on her own first, but her exhaustion got the better of her antisocial mask (it helped that it was already cracked beyond repair by this point) and she grabbed the other's hand instead. "I just didn't schedule time for sleep, that's all."

[icaruschmicarus]

Now there were only two reasons why Hibari ever popped up on the deck at a time like that:

1.) He wanted to smoke.
2.) He wanted to be alone.

Smoking was the easier thing to do, but being alone was something he valued more. Sara being the dead deadweight on deck was as GOOD as being alone, but it was unsightly, really, seeing the girl like that.

As such, Hibari stared down at the girl for a good five seconds before nudging her with his foot, as one would do a dead thing.

"Get up."

[dontkillmebro]

"Nn." She yawned and moved her head a little, rubbing her eyes. "I wasn't sleeping... When did you get here?"

[icaruschmicarus]

"Just now."

The pilot stared down at the girl with clear disapproval.

"This is not the best place to laze around."

[dontkillmebro]

Sara glared and picked herself up off the deck. "I wasn't lazing. I haven't 'lazed around' for days." She turned a little red at that, realizing that that was probably why she'd passed out on the deck in the first place.

[peachesnotplums]

Hinamori was... well. It was a nice day, and she could probably check the deck to see if it needed cleaning. It probably wouldn't be that bad, as the Silvana was generally a pretty clean ship, but-

...w-what was someone doing lying there!? Hopefully that wasn't... n-no, it was probably just someone asleep on the deck. Hopefully. There wasn't any blood or anything, at least, so...

She headed a bit closer and... what should she do? Poke the person? No, that wouldn't do...

"U-um... hello?" she said, hoping she was loud enough to wake the girl up.

[dontkillmebro]

Sara rubbed her eyes and blinked at the person. She didn't recognize her, but then again, she didn't really socialize too much.

"Who are you?" The blonde stood up to attention.

[peachesnotplums]

Oh. She'd just been asleep. Well, that was good.

"Oh! Sorry, I was kind of wondering. Um. I'm Momo Hinamori."

[dontkillmebro]

"Sara," she said, and absently fixed her hair. "Sara Cruz. I've seen you around, haven't I?"

[mysterious_aura]

It was nearly time for her shift around the planes. Well, thirty more minutes, technically, but Tear always liked to arrive a little earlier. After all, if someone managed to learn their schedule, it would make sabotage attempts much easier to plan. It was better to remain unpredictable and constantly alert. However, barely had she began making her way out of the ship that she happened to glance back at it

[dontkillmebro]

"Mn?" Sara mumbled something that sounded like a name. She blinked slowly a few times and took in the scene.

...Why was Ms. Grants carrying her.

"What's going on?"

[mysterious_aura]

Hearing Sara begin to mumble an indiscernible word -- one that resembled a name, she believed -- Tear warily halted, jerking her gaze down towards the girl. Seeing her begin to take in her surroundings, the quartermaster could feel a relieved smile briefly flicker past her face.

"Good, you're alright," she stated, before a vague hint of concern returned to her expression that was, more often than not, impassively neutral. "I found you lying on the deck. What happened? Are you injured in any way?"

[dontkillmebro]

She'd been what? Sara blanched and looked away. "I just worked too hard, that's all. Training for the races."