[Semi-Closed??] Welcome to the Zoo

[anotheryosuke]

Date & Time: Early October or something
Location: Unit 190
Characters: Teshigawara Naoya (anotheryosuke), Sora (heartstorage), Muzét (tetherwithme); also open to Seiichirou Tatsumi (occlusion) & co. and Kevin (senseandcecilbility) if they would like to mingle!
Summary: There is way too much shit going down in this room.
Warnings: Naoya being Naoya, stray shinigami, werewolves that aren't actually in this log

[At first glance, it looks the same as any other room, with the neatly emblazoned 190 on a panel by the door. Then you notice the cloves of garlic hanging above the door. And quite possibly a lurking presence in the hallway, but the dorm wings are pretty crowded; it's probably nothing.

> Knock
> Enter slowly
> BUST IN
> Investigate shadowy figure
> Eat garlic]

[OOC: Start threads, pounce threads, general slightly messy mingle log. Sorry for the delay!]

Comments

> Be inside already, gosh

[anotheryosuke]

[These days, for most of the day and especially at night you can find Naoya firmly ensconced in his bunk, vegetating as he investigates the tablet or takes a nap or generally does his best not to go out too much. It's not entirely just the werewolves, though they're a big part of it; it's just hitting him, a little or a lot at a time, that he's on the moon and also stuck here in general and also, there are a lot of supernatural creatures here. Seriously. A lot.

It's not like him to freak out about every possibility, that's never been his job nor something he'd ever really liked to do -- but honestly, he needs a long moment. A breath of air (not fresh), a break, a stint as a hikkikomori; whatever you want to call it, really.

Occasionally, too, you can find him contemplating the orange-and-navy motorcycle taking up one corner of the room with a slightly troubled expression. Much more often, though, he's sitting on it poking at the controls or switching up his napping spot.

... Yeah, he's one of those people who can sleep literally anywhere.]

[tetherwithme]

[Muzét isn't sure what it's even like to have your own place but here she is. She didn't expect to have to share though...

What's that guy even doing?

She floats right above him, chin in her palms. Observing.]

Do you find it comfortable to sleep there?

[anotheryosuke]

[It says something about the month he's had that waking up on top of a motorcycle to find a strange floating girl staring at him only startles Naoya a little bit. He doesn't even fall off his perch, though he does manage to whack his head on a handlebar trying to sit up in a hurry.]

Ouch! Man... Ever heard it's rude to float on top of somebody while they're sleeping?

[He doesn't really move to push her away, though, too busy rubbing his head; also she's really odd but not bad-looking at all. After another moment he gives up and remains where he's curled up on the seat.]

To answer your question... It's not that bad, but I accidentally fell asleep here. I wouldn't choose it! Not enough pillow. [A beat.] D'you ever sleep in midair? That looks more comfy, actually.

[tetherwithme]

[She watches with some amusement as he hurts himself against the handlebar though he recovers quickly. She shakes her head, long hair rippling at the movement.]

I do not need sleep in the same way that humans do.

[At least she just assumes he's human. There's so many other types of... things... here that she can't identify. But she can smell human in this room coming from somewhere so...]

[anotheryosuke]

[Whoa, lady, that is a literal shitton of hair. He stares a bit -- he hadn't realized just how much there was of it until it started moving -- but shakes himself out of it soon enough.

It helps that her words are just as out of left field. (Well, she is floating, but she looks pretty human!)]

... Eh? You're not? Human, I mean. [A closer look, then--] Wait, wait, your ears-- Um. I'm guessing elf?

[He meant that to come out as a fairly confident guess, because really, there aren't many other frames of reference -- but it comes out a little more sheepishly instead; the last time he commented on someone's ears (also an elf?) it didn't go all that well.]

> Smell mysterious odor

[heartstorage]

[Sora was on his way to his room after seeing the rest of the station. It was weird to think that he'd be staying in this place long enough to have a room. The most he usually got was a spare bed or even the ground. It was a bit disappointing he wasn't sharing a room with Riku, but hey! At least this was a chance to meet new people right?]

[Anyway, he gets to the door and knocks, before he smells something that possibly could be coming from the cloves of garlic]

What's that smell?

Re: > Smell mysterious odor

[occlusion]

It's garlic, or so it seems.

[ At the least, the lack of acknowledgement was something he had wanted to happen. Tatsumi stepped out from the shadowy area across from the room door, frowning a little as he eyed the many cloves of garlic that festooned the door to 190. ]

Though I believe he has gotten his folklore a bit... backwards.

[heartstorage]

Whoa!

[Sora is a bit startled at the person coming out of the flipping shadows WHAT THE HEY!!! Why do people insist on doing that??]

[But okay, he doesn't look like Xehanort so he relaxes]

Folklore, what folklore?

[occlusion]

[ He cleared his throat and looked to the... kid, yes, definitely. Nothing truly suspicious yet, but.... At the same time, it was a good opportunity to test out a means of security. ]

I'm amazed that you don't know. If you pass through that door and you're not the inhabitant, you become a clove of garlic.

[ A lie, but a necessary one for the time. If it had not been that his employer were currently curled into a ball asleep on the floor, well, he would know more about the supposed roommates. ]

So I do hope that you're not intruding.

[heartstorage]

H-huh?!

[WHAT THE HECK.]

Yeah I'm an inhabitant! I just got here!

[occlusion]

[ Maybe it was a bluff. He wasn't going to let on that he also was bluffing, though--and so, Tatsumi smiled, but it almost seemed like that smile did not quite reach up to his eyes, even as he imagined the most polite and gracious smile. The reality was probably much worse than that, in all honesty. ]

Well, then, if you're not just lying, I'm sure you should be just fine. You may want to make sure not to knock down any of those less fortunate from the doorway, though.

[anotheryosuke]

[Naoya's napping, and dreaming about pounding mochi, so the knocking doesn't actually really... register.

What does wake him, though, finally, is the murmur of someone speaking. The insulation's pretty good in the space station, but he's been extra jumpy lately. Normally he's a pretty sound sleeper, so it's debatable whether this is a blessing or a curse. At least he wouldn't be likely to miss a bomb or fire alarm or something.

It takes a few moments for him to orient and remember that he has roommates, and that he might feel safer with the lock on the door but maybe they haven't figured out how to open it yet. Oops.

He pops his head out.]

Hello...? Oh. Uh. Are you supposed to be living here?

[heartstorage]

[oh finally! He had been staring at the garlic and talking to your bodyguard, but hey look this must be the roommate! He gives him a smile]

[Maybe there's a perfectly sound explanation for his werewolf fear after all....]

Yep, I am! I'm Sora!

[anotheryosuke]

[Well, at least this one looks friendly! That his bodyguard turned out to be an epic lineface should've been expected from his texts, but Naoya likes to try and look on the bright side of things. At least now the hallway doesn't feel shrouded in authoritarian gloom.]

Nice to meet you...! [He gets a little less than halfway through the smile before a yawn interrupts him.] Sorry, sorry, it's weird being on the moon, man. I'm Naoya. Sorry for lockin' you out, nobody was coming so I just figured it'd be safer with the door locked.

[He steps back to let the other boy in with a slightly overexaggerated welcoming gesture.]

Welcome to unit 190!

[heartstorage]

[Well okay so far...he seems pretty normal. Sure, Sora's standards for normal are pretty low, but hey whatever! He'll smile]

Nice to meet ya, Naoya! And that's okay, I got to meet your guardian!

[And he looks in!]

Hey! I get a bed this time! Great!

[anotheryosuke]

[He is the most normal kid ever, hear him roar.]

Guardian -- oh, you mean the bodyguard! Was it the tall one with glasses and a permanent frown face? That's probably just Tatsumi-san. He's lookin' after the room since we've got a few problems on the base right now.

[No need to start off an acquaintance with werewolves. They can get to that later! There aren't exactly any in the hallway, after all.]

... Uh, did they have you sleeping on the floor? The apartments back down on Exsilium weren't that bad...

[tetherwithme]

I can't say. All you humans smell the same to me.

[Don't be alarmed at her voice suddenly right beside you nor the fact that this clearly inhuman girl is floating in the air next to you, legs crossed at the knees and sitting in an invisible chair. Sup.]

It isn't a particularly unpleasant oder, is it?

[heartstorage]

Whoa-!

[he jumps back from the sudden appearance of the girl that's floating. But he recovers though, and doesn't seem the slightest bit fazed that she's clearly inhuman. Because hey, seen weirder]

Uh, yeah. But I really don't think that's a human smell...

[tetherwithme]

[She smiles at his reaction, looking almost amused by it but in a subtle way.]

It isn't? [Well it had to be!] I don't see what else it could be. No spirit smells like that.

[heartstorage]

Is that what you are? A spirit?

[Maybe she's just not around humans enough...!]

[senseandcecilbility]

[The interesting thing about garlic is that it is a valuable cooking ingredient and medicine, not to mention a deterrent against impure spirits. With the right amount of sunlight, one can even grow more garlic. Perhaps...perhaps... one could even grow garlic on the moon!

It does not hurt to ask politely, does it?

Kevin is about to knock on the door when he notices the lurking presence in the hallway. Oh my, is that what the garlic is for?]

[anotheryosuke]

[Luckily for Kevin, the lurking presence(?) in the hallway turns out to be not so lurky after all -- there's just footsteps, regular as anything, before Naoya comes shuffling down the corridor with a yawn.

Being on the moon has really wreaked havoc with his circadian rhythm. He catnaps all the time, whenever he's tired or bored, and doesn't know whether he ever hits the right time to be asleep. It's kind of nice, and kind of disorienting, but he hasn't gotten around to figuring out what timezone they're even in anymore.

He skates to a stop, though, once he notices the strange man in front of his unit door. By then, he's practically run Kevin over, but luckily he's not that out of it.]

... Hm? Were you lookin' for somebody? I think both of the others are out.

[senseandcecilbility]

[He recognizes Naoya immediately. Thank heavens it is a friendly face. This way he doesn't feel too embarrassed about what he is up to.]

Not someone, I am afraid. Something. [He looks up at the garlic again. Now, that explains it.] I see you have taken our conversation about garlic to heart, sir.

[anotheryosuke]

Eh... Oh, wait. You're Kevin?

[Somehow the actual man is both like and unlike the image of him his hilariously stuffy letter format had suggested. Naoya had expected someone maybe -- you know, way older. Maybe not little old man old, but...

The thought makes him grin. He manages to keep it mostly friendly instead of outright amused, but it's a near thing.]

--Ah, yeah! I figured, I don't really know anything about this stuff firsthand anyway, so it can't really hurt!

[senseandcecilbility]

[At least Naoya is not wrong about his assumptions. Kevin is, in more than one sense, incredibly old. He doesn't miss the other's slight amusement, though he cannot identify its source. His accent, perhaps?]

Indeed, I am Kevin Cecil, sir. I...have seen you pass by a few times. In fact, it seems we are practically neighbors. [Somebody spends a vast amount of time people watching.] I say, have you brought all this garlic with you?