(catch-all/open) seas would rise when i gave the word;

[invinciblemikey]

Who: manjiro sano
Where: a cliff near the sea, forest, and lupin!
What: just a catch-all to soothe my brainworms, during the blackout
Warnings: language, underage drinking, violence maybe

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[ticket218]

[ a.

In all his time doing customer service he can honestly say this is never a problem he's had. He'll try...giving a gentle shake real quick. ]

Sir? Sir are you okay...?

[invinciblemikey]

(no response.

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.)

[ticket218]

[ Ah hell, this kid's out like a light. If he needs the sleep that bad Sigma kind of feels bad waking him up more forcefully, but he can't just leave them sleeping out in the open like this, right?

Well. Here's hoping they're not too heavy to scoop up into a fireman's carry. ]

[invinciblemikey]

(he's pure muscle, yes, but he's 56kg, sigma will live carrying him - because he won't wake up. instead, he'll wrap arms around the other, because damn, comfy...)

[ticket218]

[ This might make the end goal of the plan difficult. Hm. See if he doesn't wake up from all the moving around Sigma will be doing to get there first.

Quietly explaining the situation and asking a few small favors from some employees, blankets and a few pillows will be arranged into a nice enough sleeping spot behind the bar. (Something he'd made sure to keep around once Dazai had decided this place was his home now, and...just never thought to remove them, Sigma supposes.)

Now, after all that let's see if sleeping beauty will let himself be lowered into the makeshift nest. ]

[invinciblemikey]

(it takes him an hour to awake, poofy-haired, drowsiness lowering his eyelids, and a yawn to announce it. he feels comfortable, with the blanket, and the pillows... and is this the bar? since when is there a nap room in a bar?)

... Hello?

[ticket218]

[ The nap room is in fact directly behind the bar, so Sigma busying his hands with cleaning glasses gets to hear the princess wake up. ]

Ah, good morning. Did you sleep well?

[invinciblemikey]

If it's really mornin', then I ain't moving.

(who knows what time it fucking is!!! this place is a basement!!! so he's back to his lil' nap place, although awake.)

[ticket218]

It's one in the morning. Whether or not that counts is up to you, I suppose.

[ Setting a glass down once it's up to his personal standards, he'll take a slightly more casual lean against the bar to look down at Mikey properly. ]

This also isn't a hotel, mind. We're closed, so I should be kicking you out.

[invinciblemikey]

Shhh. You can't. Do you even know--zzz who I am... I can snap---zzz you like a twig.

(oh no, he's... drunk-nearly-sleep-taking... sigma, help, water, food, something...)

... So don't kick me out, okay? This is nice, I don't want to twig-snazzzzzzzzzzzzzzZzzz...

[ticket218]

[ SIGH ] I'm shaking in my heels, sir.

[ Water does sound like a good idea before he calls any help down onto this kid. Luckily he has a freshly clean glass to fill and clink on the floor right next to the baby chick's nest. ]

Something on the house before you decide to snap me in half.

[invinciblemikey]

You should--

(but the noise of the water is so loud that it startles him from his nearly asleep status, making him sit down very, very slowly to take the water... tiny sips, tiny sips.)

Nah, I ain't an ass. It's closing time, right? If you're gonna have the trouble, I'm paying for it... With Yuchin's tab. Put it in Yuchin's-- (YAWN) tab...

[ticket218]

[ Nope, still not taking anything he says seriously. Just patiently waiting on those tiny sips. ]

No one named "Yuchin" has a tab open here.

[invinciblemikey]

Yu-- you know Yu, he works here, doesn't he... Tall, gray hair-- no?

(dude???? is he imagining things???)

Then make me one... Put it there.

[ticket218]

Yu--Narukami??

[ Huh, he always seemed the responsible sort from what few direct interactions Sigma's had with him. Does he know if his friends are 1) okay, and 2) trying to use his paycheck? ]

[invinciblemikey]

Yeah. Take it out of his salary, it's fine.

(yeah listen. yeah. mikey is unreasonable on a good day. yu's probably used to it at this point... demanding AND entitled...)

[ticket218]

He's a good kid. I'm asking him first.

[ One does not foster goodwill with their employees by just. Just doing shit? Because a drunk kid told them to?? ]

[invinciblemikey]

What does one thing have to do with the other...

(if he was a bad kid, then sigma would??? do this shit??? because a drunk kid told them to??? touche.)

[ticket218]

[ MAYBE??? What's it to you, drink your water. ]

Do you know if he'd be awake at this hour?

[invinciblemikey]

(ooooh, he knows what sigma is trynna do. oh nonononono sir)

No, sleeps like a log, could sleep through five hurricanes.

[ticket218]

[ SO FLAT, ] Is that right.

Pardon me a moment while I go make an entirely unrelated call, then.

[invinciblemikey]

... Fine, make a tab for me, let him sleep...

(BRUH....... PLEASE..........)

[ticket218]

[ TOO LATE, he's up at the other end of the bar with his charm out. ]

[invinciblemikey]

(then bye bitch hes back to sleep........)