I can move mountains, I can work a miracle [OPEN]

[rassera]

WHO: The residents of Nonah 05 + YOU!
WHERE: Nonah, Residence #005
WHEN: All month long (January)
WHAT: Nonah 05 open log for January Shenanigans
WARNINGS: Obligatory Bull and Tetsuo warnings apply.


Starters will be appearing in the comments. If you want something specific from any one person (Kaneda rassera, Tetsuo iamtetsuo, Bull rideme and Ken amadaman), feel free to drop them a line and ask! Otherwise, feel free to add your own starters for the whole household or individual residents as you like.

Comments

[deadtective]

Why the fuck would you want me around here even more than I already am!?

[nope, wrong answer! let's see how much innate tennis skill a post-apocalpytic nerdbomber has as she sends the vase careening right at his head.]

[rassera]

[Luck has shined upon this boy today, because the vase hits dead center, exploding in a pile of porcelain and dust, most of it coating Kaneda and the racket. Give him a moment, he's got to shake that dust out of his hair.]

SHIT!!!

What the hell DIDN'T sink in when I said you were my friend?! Tetsuo's friend!

[He sidesteps out of the way of those vase shards, making sure all the little bits of it are on the ground and not in his hair or on his clothes.]

[deadtective]

I was gonna let that go, but nobody is stupid enough to do this for me!

[she gestures wildly at the bedroom behind her, looking a bit stricken in between the outrage. to cover herself she bends almost immediately, shifting around the basement debris to find her next projectile.]

[rassera]

[Excuse you?! HE'S PLENTY STUPID ENOUGH!!!]

I thought you'd be happy! You're here for Tetsuo, right?!

[Oh no you don't, he's scaling that pile of garbage over the center, trying to stop her before she grabs the next dangerous object she can.]

[deadtective]

[oh my god no she refuses this premise! Hazel sees him coming and starts chucking lighter garbage to get in his way as she tries to double the speed she's searching for something heavier with.]

Of course I am! But you don't have to fucking bribe me or whatever the hell you're trying to do here, I'm gonna keep coming back anyway!

[rassera]

[Jesus Christ it's already hard enough to vault over a chair and a bag of golf clubs you throwing random shit isn't making this any easier!]

It's not a--SHIT!--bribe!

[He catches that next one mid-air, a little surprised at his own reflexes for a moment, only for the one after that to smack him upside the head.]

I just thought you could--it'd be EASIER!!

[deadtective]

[MAKING IT DIFFICULT IS THE ENTIRE POINT YOU DUMBASS]

I don't ever get 'easier', there's always something else! So just fucking spit it out so we can get over it!

[AHA FINALLY she grasps something a little heftier than the junk she'd been throwing before. with a determined grimace she lifts it up to take aim...and has to pause her onslaught, because the statuette is just too bizarre. she casts a befuddled look at Kaneda, like somehow this is all his doing.]

...who bought this?

1/4

[rassera]

There's nothing els--

2/4

[rassera]

[He stops midsentence, noticing her attention shift to the statuette that she's got in her hands. He's not sure if he should...take this as a blessing or not but--]

3/4

[rassera]

[Wait, why is she looking at him like that.]

4/4

[rassera]

[Shrug.]

[deadtective]

Don't give me that look, it's in your fucking basement!

[AND IT IS SUPER WEIRD SHE HAD TO COMMENT ON IT, although depending on how things go she might fall back into throwing things anyway.]

[rassera]

Hey! I wasn't here the WHOLE TIME!

[The garbage beneath him shifts slightly as he makes his way over, racket still held up.]

Look. Looklooklooklook--


LOOK.

[Oh hey, he's on the other side.]

I'm NOT bribing you.

[Now give him that damn statue before you kill someone and there's only one technically alive person in this room.]

[deadtective]

[if Hazel being the only vaguely living thing in a room wasn't the saddest outcome a confrontation would have, she doesn't know what is. she tilts it at him warily, like she's holding a gun rather than an ugly statue, but still doesn't toss it.]

Yeah? So what is it? [she blows a wayward strand of hair out of her face] Look, I don't give a shit what it is, I just wanna know.

[she's used to people using her. she just wants a little honesty when it comes to ulterior motives, so everyone's on the same page.]

[rassera]

[Kaneda's arms slump to the side, the tennis racket falling to the floor as his head rolls back.]

You don't get it, do you...

[Sure, he'd noticed this when he teased her over the comm, but for the longest time he thought she was just being difficult. That it was a way to shield herself from his teasing. He'd poked buttons where they were unguarded, and they riled her up.

But now he's starting to see that...like Tetsuo, she's hiding a lot more than just a few things to rile up. He doesn't know what they are, or why they feel justified but...]

I'm not trying to get something out of you!

[deadtective]

That's pretty fucking stupid of you, then.

[and it's also more than a little upsetting, which is why she keeps trying to fight against the concept no matter how hard reality pushes back at her. she can cry actual tears now, the entire thing is a danger zone.]

[rassera]

No one said I was all that smart.

[If anything, it's been hammered into his head (literally) every day back home. But the rough tone he usually speaks in is replaced with a slightly gentler one, hand gingerly reaching out to try and take that statue.]

[deadtective]

This is straight into fucking brain damaged territory, man.

[she's frowning aggressively at him, the sort of expression that is trying too hard to be anything but upset. he could probably pry a million dollars in cash out of her hand right now, let alone that ugly statue - it slips out of her grasp effortlessly.]

[rassera]

[After slowly removing it from her hands, he dusts it off, walking his way back over to Hazel's bed and setting the statue on the side of it. It was weird, but surely she could find a better use for it than throwing it at his head.

Maybe.]

So...do you want to? No catch, and if there is, you can throw it at my head.

[deadtective]

...yeah, alright.

[it's a resigned sort of acceptance, but somehow her words manage to escape any sort of negativity. it was probably a nothing gesture, maybe twenty minutes or so of Kaneda's time, but after the hits she's suffered recently it manages to knock her off balance almost effortlessly.

she crosses her arms over her chest, trying for nonchalant but just looking like she's trying to keep herself steady. what a fucking mess she was.]

Saves me some train fare, at least.

[rassera]

[He watches her, the nervous way she folds her arms and the seemingly dismissive look she gives as he walks past. She's a lot like Tetsuo in a way, he would never really admit a thank you--not that Kaneda ever TAUGHT him one. But there's a reason those two understand each other, and as much as he hates to admit it, its a way he can't really understand himself.

Inviting her to stay? Probably one of his better ideas.

There's a quick shoulder pat as he walks past, starting towards the base of the stairs.

...]


You know, maybe I'll give those makeup pencils back.






NAH.

[And up the stairs he goes!!!!]

[deadtective]

Like I'd fucking want them back after they've touched your grimy-ass face!

[she screams it at him as he ascends the stairway, more to avenge herself of that unwarranted shoulder pat than any lingering rage over the poor abused makeup pencils.

if Kaneda lingers by the basement door for a moment or two afterwards, however, he may get a peek at something a little more guarded. Hazel glares up at the now-empty stairs for a beat, just for good measure, before pulling the curtains around her and sitting down on the mattress. and from behind that fragile barrier, a quiet sob escapes.

this really was too much kindness to waste on her.]