To Begin a Party [Closed]

[mayovice]

Characters: Hijikata Toshirou & Kiros Seagill [mayovice & the_katals]
Content: After the hoo-haa over the lounge, Kiros goes over to get the keys to the new location on Fft's birthday bash, unexpectedly from one grumpy mayo boatswain.
Setting: Victoria II - Hijikata's Quarters
Time: Afternoon-ish, nearing night? Sometime after this, of course.
Warnings: Hijikata

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[the_katals]

"Knock, knock!" Kiros said as he peeked into the Lieutenant's office with a bright smile plastered upon his face. Despite being a tad annoyed that all his hard work in making the lounge over for Ffamran's birthday party all went in vain, the cheerful mechanic was pleasantly surprised by Hijikata's random act of kindness! The boatswain is going to lend him another room on the ship to host the party at, a good gesture on the part of the man that Kiros was sure hated his guts!

"Oh, there you are!" He smile widened just a bit as he walked in, making sure to salute his superior officer as he did so. His eyes wandered over the stacks of papers that lied across the samurai's desk, just wondering if the poor guy has been working himself to death this entire afternoon! Kiros involuntarily picked up one of the sheets off of Hijikata's desk, briefly reading it for a second before realizing how rude he was being.

"S-sorry, sir!"

[mayovice]

The boatswain looked up, a usual scowl of annoyance on his face at the manner that Kiros entered his room as another disgruntled snort came from the man. Honestly, the mechanic should know better than to give him some proper respect... although much to the man's own chagrin, he wasn't exactly angry. Just... mildly annoyed. Damnit, he was really getting soft. He should really stop this before it got anymore worse.

He stared a little as Kiros picked up one of his random sheets of paperwork (something about a report of the graffiti incident, if Hijikata could recall correctly) and then only snorted as the man realized his folly. Leaning back on his chair, cigarette still smoking from the usual place in-between his lips, the boatswain opened the top drawer of his desk and grabbed the set of keys lying there quite plainly.

"Two doors down to the right," he said blandly as he tossed the keys towards the mechanic. "It hasn't been used for sometime, so you'll have to clean up the place first."

[the_katals]

"Huh?" Catching the keys rather easily within his hand, he looked over at Hijikata with a bit curiosity in his gaze. "I hope its not too messy, I don't think I can con the helmsman again..." Mentioning Richard, the sub-lieutenant did help him clean out the lounge earlier, probably back in his room now to catch up on some much needed rest. The mechanic knew he could rope Richard around his fingers again and get him to clean up the other room for him too but he really did not want to push his luck with the tired helmsman. Besides, it wouldn't be fair to make the poor lug do all the work like last time.

"Are you going to come to the party, sir? I think Ffamran wouldn't mind!" Kiros asked suddenly, that contagious smile returning to his face again. "I personally think you should come, even if just to leave this stuffy office for awhile!"

[mayovice]

"The room has some spare tables and chairs. Its only been unsued for a month or so, all you'll have to do is wipe off the dust," Hijikata replied plainly as he took another drag of his cigarette. "You'll have to figure out how to move your things there yourself." Sure as hell he wasn't going to help the mechanic in this dastardly thing more than he should already - hell, he wasn't even supposed to involve himself in this crap...

Hijikata paused and blinked a little at the next question. Was the mechanic seriously off his rocker? There was no way he would want to go to a party... even if he did, ti would be spent sulking in his own anti-social corner. Although the notion was somewhat tempting... Hijikata had never been in any birthday parties before.

He really was getting soft.

The man snorted as his free hand ran through his hair wearily. "Think about yourself instead, mechanic," the samurai replied, "I'm not free for those sort of things anyway."