[ this totally beats the hospital moshipit, come on shinji.
sha-ming was on a joint water and liquor break, gotta keep hydrated. he's got a cocktail in hand just for shinji -- it's his night, after all. ]
He'll be fine, trust me. Little bro's had worse. You guys literally jumped someone last week?
[ just saying. he raises a glass, ceremoniously. ]
And you won, so let's celebrate that! [ in a much louder pitch, for all of the club to hear: ] Here's to my bros that jumped someone and won! We're alive, yay! Let's all keep jumping people and living, guys!
[ They won, technically. Not that it felt like they won at all. Between the physical pain and their curse issues, Minato felt more like a loser.
He should have said no. He should have said no, it's okay, please leave me and go to the club. So in truth, Minato has no one to blame other than himself for landing in this situation.
Shinjiro is right to question whether he's awake or not. In fact, Minato's eyes are shut and he's doing his best not to move. He puts on his best sleeping person impression. Maybe if they all think he's passed out, they'll leave him alone and out of their shenanigans. ]
[ 'Jumped a guy and won' is honestly the worst and yet most accurate way Sha-Ming could say that, and Shinjiro just rolls his eyes with a low groan. Especially with the clapping and cheering from the randos in the crowd.
He takes that cocktail and sets it down where the last one had laid abandoned, still full.]
That ain't exactly something to celebrate, dumbass...
[He can't deny jumping Gogol, though. They sure had showed up to a fight in progress and picked a side.]
Besides, you're acting like you even had a part in this whole thing.
[ sha-ming knocks on the back of minato's head as if it were a coconut, ripe for the taking. ]
Wake up, sleepyhead! I didn't bring ya here to sleep.
[ shinji is clearly not touching his drink -- so sha-ming reaches out for it, takes a noteworthy sip, and then puts it back in place. okay. ]
Sure it is. Guy probably had it coming, let's be real.
[ he doesn't know the full details, but he knows enough! ]
I was there in spirit. Okay, no I wasn't, but like if I was there... yeah, I definitely would've run away. But hey, now I'm here to make all the bad feelings go away! [ he slams his hands down against the handles of minato's wheelchair. ] I'm with the boys, and we're all alive, and that's worth celebratin', ain't it?
Say it with me everyone: here's to me and my boys being alive!
[ Yeah. That was definitely a shoot first ask questions later sort of encounter. ]
Ow.
[ Minato reaches up to rub the back of his head. Cover blown, alas, not that he'd truly thought he could get away with it. Even someone like him would have difficulty with truly falling asleep in a place this loud. ]
...yeah. Running would have been the best idea for you.
[ It's spoken a little too seriously for that comment to be a dig at Sha-Ming. Sha-Ming doesn't seem the sort to have any fighting experience, meaning he would have been flattened like a pancake.
The wheelchair shakes as Sha-Ming slams his hands down on its handles. The crowd cheers yet again.
Minato glances up at Sha-Ming with a small frown. ]
Running probably would have been the smart thing, yeah. Especially when he threw the boat at us.
[And did the other... weird teleporty stuff. Wrought iron fence posts?? An entire Boulder? Rolo and sea water??? What a stupider fight than it ever needed to be.
As though it might dull the annoyance of Sha-Ming being around he finally does try a sip of that cocktail-- and immediately pulls a face at how godawful sweet it is. Before putting it right back down. Nope. He's still good.
At least he's being nice and not correcting Sha-Ming's 'alive' statement. Though they are some kind of alive here? Man, whatever.
He gestures at Minato, staring up at him helplessly from his place with his head on the table, though he doesn't look away from Sha-Ming.]
Leader wants to go back. Though be honest: were you hoping him in the chair would score you some pity fucks?
[....Does Sha-Ming even know Minato is leader?? Well whatever he does now.]
He what? [ maybe it's the alcohol but -- sha-ming blinks pronouncedly, eyes squinting, in some attempt to process the absurdity of the situation. ] This is the hot clown guy we're talkin' about, right? He can throw boats?
[ sha-ming pats minato's head gently, smoothing down his hair; very normal interaction, totally not the vestiges of big brotherhood lingering from whatever the hell happened last month. ]
C'monnnnn, don't be a downer. I know bein' emo's like, your whole thing, but it couldn't kill you to have some fun for a change!
[ and then he turns back to shinjiro and -- a cant of the head. ]
...Whaddya mean by leader? Is he the leader of like...some club? [ he is... not aware of their history, whatsoever. ] And uh, no. People want me naturally, I'm good in the sack, thanks. I know you're grumpy about yer girlfriend not bein' here but lighten up a little!
[ Leader really wants to go home. Instead, he's stuck with Sha-Ming patting him on the head, a little too gently for it to be an entirely arbitrary action. ]
This is your idea of fun, Sha-Ming.
[ In fact, Minato's surprised Shinjiro's stuck around. There's nothing stopping him from up and leaving. It's not like they're still a part of SEES and have to stick together, but the fact that Shinjiro calls him "Leader" must mean it's challenging to shake off time spent fighting shoulder to shoulder.
Minato shrugs nonchalantly. ]
...I guess it was a club. Extracurricular.
[ Is the club really the best setting for Sha-Ming to learn that Minato and Shinjiro were child soldiers before landing in Aldrip? ]
jin will be here trust
sha-ming was on a joint water and liquor break, gotta keep hydrated. he's got a cocktail in hand just for shinji -- it's his night, after all. ]
He'll be fine, trust me. Little bro's had worse. You guys literally jumped someone last week?
[ just saying. he raises a glass, ceremoniously. ]
And you won, so let's celebrate that! [ in a much louder pitch, for all of the club to hear: ] Here's to my bros that jumped someone and won! We're alive, yay! Let's all keep jumping people and living, guys!
[ the club applauds. ]
Indeed I am here
He should have said no. He should have said no, it's okay, please leave me and go to the club. So in truth, Minato has no one to blame other than himself for landing in this situation.
Shinjiro is right to question whether he's awake or not. In fact, Minato's eyes are shut and he's doing his best not to move. He puts on his best sleeping person impression. Maybe if they all think he's passed out, they'll leave him alone and out of their shenanigans. ]
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He takes that cocktail and sets it down where the last one had laid abandoned, still full.]
That ain't exactly something to celebrate, dumbass...
[He can't deny jumping Gogol, though. They sure had showed up to a fight in progress and picked a side.]
Besides, you're acting like you even had a part in this whole thing.
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Wake up, sleepyhead! I didn't bring ya here to sleep.
[ shinji is clearly not touching his drink -- so sha-ming reaches out for it, takes a noteworthy sip, and then puts it back in place. okay. ]
Sure it is. Guy probably had it coming, let's be real.
[ he doesn't know the full details, but he knows enough! ]
I was there in spirit. Okay, no I wasn't, but like if I was there... yeah, I definitely would've run away. But hey, now I'm here to make all the bad feelings go away! [ he slams his hands down against the handles of minato's wheelchair. ] I'm with the boys, and we're all alive, and that's worth celebratin', ain't it?
Say it with me everyone: here's to me and my boys being alive!
[ the crowd, once again, erupts into cheer. ]
I hate this thread
Ow.
[ Minato reaches up to rub the back of his head. Cover blown, alas, not that he'd truly thought he could get away with it. Even someone like him would have difficulty with truly falling asleep in a place this loud. ]
...yeah. Running would have been the best idea for you.
[ It's spoken a little too seriously for that comment to be a dig at Sha-Ming. Sha-Ming doesn't seem the sort to have any fighting experience, meaning he would have been flattened like a pancake.
The wheelchair shakes as Sha-Ming slams his hands down on its handles. The crowd cheers yet again.
Minato glances up at Sha-Ming with a small frown. ]
...can we go back now?
[ He looks to Shinjiro. Help. Please. ]
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[And did the other... weird teleporty stuff. Wrought iron fence posts?? An entire Boulder? Rolo and sea water??? What a stupider fight than it ever needed to be.
As though it might dull the annoyance of Sha-Ming being around he finally does try a sip of that cocktail-- and immediately pulls a face at how godawful sweet it is. Before putting it right back down. Nope. He's still good.
At least he's being nice and not correcting Sha-Ming's 'alive' statement. Though they are some kind of alive here? Man, whatever.
He gestures at Minato, staring up at him helplessly from his place with his head on the table, though he doesn't look away from Sha-Ming.]
Leader wants to go back. Though be honest: were you hoping him in the chair would score you some pity fucks?
[....Does Sha-Ming even know Minato is leader?? Well whatever he does now.]
why are you a hater @ jin
[ sha-ming pats minato's head gently, smoothing down his hair; very normal interaction, totally not the vestiges of big brotherhood lingering from whatever the hell happened last month. ]
C'monnnnn, don't be a downer. I know bein' emo's like, your whole thing, but it couldn't kill you to have some fun for a change!
[ and then he turns back to shinjiro and -- a cant of the head. ]
...Whaddya mean by leader? Is he the leader of like...some club? [ he is... not aware of their history, whatsoever. ] And uh, no. People want me naturally, I'm good in the sack, thanks. I know you're grumpy about yer girlfriend not bein' here but lighten up a little!
[ famous last words. ]
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This is your idea of fun, Sha-Ming.
[ In fact, Minato's surprised Shinjiro's stuck around. There's nothing stopping him from up and leaving. It's not like they're still a part of SEES and have to stick together, but the fact that Shinjiro calls him "Leader" must mean it's challenging to shake off time spent fighting shoulder to shoulder.
Minato shrugs nonchalantly. ]
...I guess it was a club. Extracurricular.
[ Is the club really the best setting for Sha-Ming to learn that Minato and Shinjiro were child soldiers before landing in Aldrip? ]