[Open to Fighters] Settling In!

[totallysane]

Who: Anyone in the Fighter's Guild!
What: Settling into their posh new home!
When: The first week or so?
Where: The super-lavish Fighter's Guild Bunk Rooms!
Rating: PG-13 for various rough language and behavior, maybe?

((OOC: Feel free to tag around and tag each other, I just figured since I was putting one up for Mikado to meet his bunkmate, I'd make it open to anyone living here.))

The housing in the Fighter's Guild isn't exactly the most extravagant. In fact, there's pretty much nothing but the bunks in the rooms, and bathroom facilities are shared. There are eight bunks to a room, so it's definitely going to be a busy place.

A very small-feeling Ryuugamine Mikado is standing in the middle of the room, looking like he's lost, holding onto the strap of his school bag a little too tightly. He's managed to talk his way into the fighter's guild in the first place out of sheer stubbornness, but actually fitting in here is another matter. It doesn't help any that he's already banged up and wearing several bandages around his person, ones he needs to redo soon since they're been in place since before arriving in this world.

Comments

open.

[dogtag]

[ nic, at least, has settled into the guild nicely. 'nicely' for a certain value of the word, of course. ...basically, he already has bandages on his hands and a set of new bruises. but hey, he won, and those guys won't be making fun of him behind his back anymore. not after he nearly stabbed one of them. but hey, it's all in good fun (?)! he was just messing around! at least, that's his excuse.

now, he's doing sit-ups with his legs up on his bunk, dogtags clinking every time he moves. he seems a little short to be a soldier, but it's harder to tell when he's moving around. he doesn't seem to be interested in joining the people in the pub, either, but maybe you can convince him. he did seem pretty good at cards the last time he was out there, anyway. ]

Re: open.

[totallysane]

[Mikado is still wearing a bandage on his head and a couple in various places about his body, from before his arrival. He doesn't seem to mind it though, and he's been working hard despite the injuries. He finds himself watching the other man exercise, his expression curious.

He's never tried sit-ups that way, but he's not sure he can pull them off, either. But clearly this person is in better shape than he is.

And the dogtags catch his eye.

Mikado finds himself walking over, peering cautiously without coming close enough to get in the way.]

Excuse me?

[dogtag]

[ to be fair, nicolas is in better shape than most people. still, the ease with which he completes each rep indicates the regularity with which he does this kind of thing.

on his way up, he spots the kid and his mouth moving, but he finishes another rep before even making a sign that he's noticed. he swings his legs off of the bed, sitting normally on the floor now, and looks up at the kid. ]

What do you want?

[ his gestures are pretty fast, agitated as he is, with so much excess energy and frustration to burn off, but they're easily recognizable as sign language. ]

[totallysane]

Oh!

[Mikado is a little frustrated by the signing, and he looks to be thinking too hard about it, before deciding he didn't quite catch it properly.]

Can you read lips? I can't sign very well, so you'd have to go slower maybe...

[dogtag]

Yes.

[ this sign he makes more slowly, almost patronizingly. at least it's easy to recognize. ]

[totallysane]

Are you worried it's going to be hard living here? Does anyone else here use sign language?

[He's worrying about the man, even though it's a little ridiculous.]

[dogtag]

[ it is a little ridiculous, and nicolas plainly thinks so too. he rolls his eyes even as he replies. ]

Doesn't matter.

[ besides, this kid looks to be in about as bad shape as nic does, but hell if he's going to miss out on a day of working out. the bandages he has around his torso are mostly hidden by his shirt when he sits up, anyway. ]

Why?

[totallysane]

I just wondered.

[Mikado doesn't really know why, beyond that he likes to learn about people, get to know people. It's a little hard on his own, but he's determined to try.]

You must have been working this hard at home for a long time, huh?

[dogtag]

[ unfortunately for mikado, nic is an utter asshole, and socially inept besides. he frowns. ]

You're weird.

[ and (by nic's standards) way too social. ]

What are you doing here?

[ he doesn't mean here, specifically, so he gestures more widely a moment after, indicating the rest of the guild. this kid definitely does not seem like he fits in. ]

[totallysane]

[He's a little slow to reply, again, obviously having to puzzle a little. He's really not good at sign language, he just recognizes enough to get by.]

I want to get stronger. Isn't that a good enough reason? I have something important to fight for, so I have to learn. And here... seemed more appropriate to that goal than something like the warrior's guild.

[dogtag]

[ nic raises his eyebrows, obviously skeptical. ]

People here already know how to fight.

[ in other words, mikado is out of his league. nic has no patience for sentimentality or higher callings. fighting is fighting, that's all there is to it. ]

[totallysane]

That doesn't mean I can't learn. It's better than dying without even trying it.

[He shrugs his shoulders, obviously not concerned. Maybe he should be, but he's on a road to death at home, the way things are.

[dogtag]

You can die for what you want. It doesn't matter in the end.

[ what a ray of sunshine. he doesn't think much of people who think they have a noble purpose, or a better way. even if they do, they've never changed anything back home, and he doesn't think it'll be any different here. ]

[totallysane]

I'm sorry, I didn't understand that one.

[He's smiling as he says it.]

[dogtag]

[ nic stares at him for a moment, then turns away to leave. this conversation is too much trouble, and he's due for a shower anyway. ]

[totallysane]

[Mikado looks after him, then goes back to his own bunk, mimics the man's position, and tries to perform the exercise as he had. Cue some very awkward groaning and straining.]