[OPEN] What do you mean there's no more rooms?!

[morsangel]

Who: ANYONE!
Where: The Inn.
What: New arrivals and old alike trying to find a place to sleep in the now overrun Inn.
Warnings: ???

Based on this statement in State of the Game:

Aldrip is quickly coming to realise that inn rooms cannot possibly continue to accommodate the Chosen.

PROMPTS:

Note: I didn't want to make this Yosano-centric, so make your own starter! Or idk help Yosano move in and get comfy.

🔮 Crashing for the night

Maybe you partied too hard and couldn't find your room? Maybe you just arrived in town and need somewhere to sleep for the night? Maybe you're too scared to be alone? Or you just want to be an overall menace to society... Go knock down someone's door and crash on their floor, bed, couch, wherever it suits you! Move in? Make yourself at home? IDK go wild.

🔮 FBI OPEN UP, I need to use your...

The locks to the rooms are broken, every single one, and you are in desperate need of: advice? an item? clothes? Maybe you've left something in their room or you think they've taken something... Whatever it is, you're flying into someone else's room and cornering them. There is no where for them to run, unless they want to jump out the window?

🔮 I live by the fireplace now?

You couldn't find a room, sadly... and no one wanted to open up their doors to you. Instead, you decide to sleep downstairs with a pitty blanket next to the fire. Does anyone join you? Are they just here for the fun or are they also homeless? Raid the bar. Make a fort. Play stupid games. Tell a spooky story. Go annoy the other sleeping residents.

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Akiko Yosano

[morsangel]

Crashing for the night

[ Yosano was having a horrible, no good, very bad day. After she almost drowned in a silo, was chased by chickens, had to clean off all the mud and grime, and then partake in a celebration... So when she arrived at the Inn only to find out:

'The new rooms aren't ready yet.'

Yosano was ready to start a bar fight.

Instead she huffed and stomped up the stairs—she wasn't sleeping next to the fireplace—, and randomly chose one of the doors in the long hallway of rooms.

Slam! Open the door went, a muddy foot print now beautifully etched into its wood, and Yosano walked in to your room! ]

The staff have notified me I am to sleep in here tonight... roomie.

[nullificates]

(from his bed, a joint spectacle of two beds - one where chuuya sleeps, dazai only raises one eyebrow. sorry, absolutely not, he has plans, none of which involve two sadists in the same room.

ah, this is a lot............ he was going to ease her up into their whole situation.......... ahahahaha........)

Ah, sensei, hate to tell you, I have two dates one after the other, so this room is booked, too bad, oh, what a tragedy, perhaps try next door where Nikolai Gogol lives? I'm sure he'll keep you entertained.

[morsangel]

...

[ Yosano walked in on Dazai lounging on his bed. It seemed the Doctor had chosen the wrong door... for many many reasons. ]

Hm. Haven't you made yourself at home. You sure there isn't room for me to watch?

[ Yosano laughed. But honestly, two already? Dazai sure did move fast, but she shouldn't be surprised, because it was... Dazai. ]

[nullificates]

I never thought you'd be a voyeur, thought you were much more hands-on! Ah, however, I can't handle you in this state, so if you'd like me to make room for you, please, await for some healing to happen!

(a page flip, a sigh, because he has been hitting on her for years most likely, has desperation finally prevail????????)

[morsangel]

Oh? Who is to say I'm here for you Dazai? Maybe I just want to see what poor sods you've roped into being your playthings.

[ Ah. ricocheted right off her and into the mud. ]

—And, please, we both know It would be me making room for you. Do book in a time, hm?

[nullificates]

As pleasant and thrilling as this conversation is, I am afraid I have to put it aside for a moment. Consider this a quick ADA meeting, so I'd like for you to close the door, and come closer. We must discuss business!

(such as the state of things in this place.)

[morsangel]

[ Yosano shrugged. Before slamming the door closed with her heel and sitting on the edge of the bed. Firm and uncomfortable, just like she imagined. ]

This is all quite perplexing. No way out, I presume?

[nullificates]

You and I are the only ADA members in this place. Chuuya, Fyodor, Gogol, Sigma, they are here too. I managed an agreement, so please, adhere to it too.

Good luck Dazai LMAO

[morsangel]

Oh?

[ ...Yosano's brain halted. And then rebooted. The Mafia, which, although she immensely disliked, the small gravity user did save her head. However... the decay of angels too? There was just no conceivable way she could be amicable after what they've done. ]

An agreement to stab them in the back later, I suppose?

[ticket218]

...First of all, you're tracking mud. Take off your shoes.

[ Guess who was just in the process of folding nice, clean laundry after an unfortunate mud incident? This guy. Who's now giving Yosano the most dubious look from his spot on the bed like a displeased housemaid. ]

Second of all, this room is full. I'm sure staff can find you one that won't put you on the floor for a night if you ask.

[morsangel]

How silly of me. I guess I'll make myself right at home.

[ Yosano started taking off her heels like she was the new owner of said room.

Of course, Yosano still had a bone to pick with the mud-man after further ruining her day. So a little payback wouldn't hurt, no? ]

Hm, who said anything about sleeping on the floor? I'll be sleeping in your bed, thank you.

[ticket218]

[ --The audacity??? He sets folded slacks down, standing as if he's gonna have to shoo her like those chickens from before. ]

Hey, didn't you hear me? I'm not the only one staying in here, this isn't just my time and space you're imposing on.

[ Granted he doesn't consider this "his" space at all, but that's his own problem to deal with. ]

[morsangel]

It seems you are imposing on my time and space now. Sigma, was it?

[ As Yosano walked through the room and jumped onto the bed. Smiling all the while. ]

As I see it, Dazai's room was already pre-occupied. And he led me here instead. But, oh my, here I thought I was going to dissect Gogal, when, in fact, I find you here instead.

[ Metaphorically. Because Yosano was in a choke hold over the agreement. ]

—You're going to have to take it up with him.

[ticket218]

Forgive me if I doubt that Dazai's the one who sent you here.

[ Considering...yeah. Yeah, Gogol's the other occupant. Sigma didn't get to see everything happen first hand with the bait-and-switch, a little occupied getting the hell out of dodge, but from the way the plan was laid out it wasn't pretty.

Two of the pies he has his thumbs in are already set to clash, he doesn't need even more actively clashing. ]

Listen, I know we didn't start off on the best foot. But I'm not being spiteful when I say it would be in your best interest to leave before Gogol gets back, alright?

[morsangel]

[ He did, in fact. Which made Sigma's denial even funnier for the Doctor.

However, now that she knew Gogol was, in fact, an occupant of this room, Yosano was less likely to move. ]

I don't mind waiting for him. Am I to assume you side with the terrorists as well?

[ Forcing him to choose sides? How petty of her. ]

[ticket218]

[ He lets out a long, aggravated sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. Why is it always these types of people he has to deal with...? ]

I was let go shortly before arriving here, as a matter of fact. Gogol and I have our own, separate business.

[morsangel]

Hm. Interesting.

[ Defected. But still gripping tightly onto certain ties. And through that, Yosano could only trust him as far as she could throw a stone. ]

Well, we can friendly. Maybe even allies? Who knows, you might even join us one day.

[emet_sulk]

Absolutely not.

[ Emet-Selch knows that there is increasingly little space. He remembers being warned that this may happen. That doesn't mean he has to like it. ]

Why are you tracking that filth all over the floor? Did no-one teach you any manners?

Emet <333

[morsangel]

Oh my, what a delightful roommate I've been matched with.

[ A nonchalant smile. Truly, everyone was so amusing here. ]

I should take them off, shouldn't I?

[ Making herself at home by placing her heels at the front of door. ]

he is the worst roommate

[emet_sulk]

[ Her shoes receive a scowl. He can't very well evict her when this room doesn't belong to him but that doesn't mean he has to put up with any mess she creates. ]

You will be cleaning that mud away. I will not be tidying up after you whilst you're here. Understood?

She is too 💀

[morsangel]

Hm. So I can make as much mess as I want as long as I clean it up?

[ In her usual melodic deadpan voice there is a challenge in there. Maybe some teasing too? ]

[emet_sulk]

[ Why does that question inspire an old yet familiar pang of dread? ]

...As long as you don't interfere with my personal space or belongings then do as you please.

[ Aka. Don't drag him into your chaos. >:( ]

[morsangel]

Of course not.

[ Yosano was nothing but a respectable considerate lady after all.

Her gloved hand came to point at what she knew was his bed. A dazzling smile to go with it. ]

—I will, however, be taking that bed for the night.

[emet_sulk]

[ His eyes narrow. ]

I think not. This was my room to begin with. [ But since she is likely to kick up a fuss with nothing... ] You may have the use of one of the pillows and spare blanket instead.

[morsangel]

I can agree to that.

[ A shrug, before Yosano walked to her designated part of the room. ]

—Oh, do you snore?