stick around and see how it ends [ OPEN MINGLE ]

[postictal]

Who: Anyone!
What: Catch-all Denny mingle for the month of July
When: Throughout all of July, generally
Where: Denny
Warnings: Label your stuff if it comes up but otherwise nothing comes to mind



[Feel free to use this as a catch-all for whatever your character might conceivably be doing here. Are they loitering outside? Delivering supplies/food, or looking to share information about the city under the water? Helping improve the place because god knows it certainly needs it? Cooking? Socializing? Eating? Just wanting to booze it up? I've heard chatter of live music, so whatever you wanna do here, go for it! There are also some newer additions of rudimentary game boards and decks of cards to pass the time.]

[There are nominal rules but if you don't get caught you don't have to deal with them, so you do you.]

Comments

[fourgasm]

That's funny. Five isn't shitfaced, but Klaus has been in the Denny for uh, a while. Maybe if there had been no drugs at all for long enough, Klaus would've managed some form of sobriety over time on the islands. Maybe even if it was just alcohol and weed around, he could've at least been a slightly more functional addict. What a nice thought.

Instead, though, he's had a bunch of hallucinogenics stowed away from Party Island, despite the bees getting supremely pissed about it towards the end, and he hasn't even been sober long enough yet to realize there's almost no ghosts here. Whoops.

Case in point, he didn't even realize Five was in here for almost the entire past hour—and maybe Five hadn't noticed, either, because Klaus was being quiet and keeping to himself for once, huddled in the corner with his face against the table. There may have been some light snoring, but he had a hood up, sooooo that could've been anybody, officer.

But, you know, inevitability being what it is, now Klaus is squinting across the tables at what he's pretty sure is his brother. Probably. Yeah.

He wipes some dried drool from his cheek, washes down the dryness in his mouth with his own whiskey.

"I dunno why," and it's amazing how he manages to mumble and yet not be particularly quiet about it, "but I thought if any of us were gonna do the li'l, uh, mermaid act, it'd be you."

[deadlylittlething]

What exactly makes you think Five hasn't noticed, and isn't just stubbornly ignoring his brother so he doesn't have to deal with, well, any of this? He was here first. Probably. If anyone has to find someplace else to be an unproductive layabout, it's Klaus.

Unfortunately his brother is totally unaware of this obvious fact and chooses to be conscious for five minutes. Five's grip on his book tightens, but he refuses to look up or even understand what the hell he's on about.

"Go back to sleep, Klaus."

[fourgasm]

Klaus is pretty sure the Denny is his new house, actually, so Five is probably trespassing right now. Or he would be, if Klaus wasn't such a kind and loving brother and his door wasn't always open to his favorite little old man.

The thing is, Five being grouchy and dismissive isn't a deterrent. It feels a lot more like Klaus just needs to try harder? Which is why Klaus' reaction isn't to be offended, but to be delighted.

"You still— Ah, shit, rubbed my eye," and Klaus is instantly distracted again, because he was on autopilot and forgot he attempted MacGyvering eyeliner again. You'd think, since it was part of his daily routine for so long, he would have learned not to rub makeup out of his eyes constantly. You'd think.

"You still trying to, uh, math us off to Oz or whatever?"

[deadlylittlething]

Five would love to dispute that entire notion but that might involve examining why he's at the Denny basically every other day. So, a stalemate then. Not that Klaus remembers how chess works, most likely.

Still, the one who needs to try harder is obviously Five. He hisses a sigh into his book, which sounds a lot like an angry teakettle.

"What the hell else would I be doing? Not all of us are satisfied just getting high and baking in the sun all day, you know."

[fourgasm]

"I'm not high."

It's instant with an edge of irritable, and even Klaus knows it's defensive enough that he basically ruined any credibility he might have had with one sentence. He wants to switch gears and make sure Five doesn't tattle on him to Ben, but the more he thinks about it, the more he is pretty sure Five doesn't care enough to gossip about him.

So, instead of that, he plays it off.

"If you get crossfaded on a deserted island that's called a waste of resources," he continues like that wasn't just weird at all, holding up the mostly-empty glass at his table like a toast. By mostly-empty, I of course mean it was empty, until the ice melted, and now he's having mostly water. It's fine. "Come on, even Tom Hanks knew that."