Insomniacs 101 [Closed-ish?]

[morsangel]

Who: Yosano and Chuuya (darkdisgrace) [ There's always certain people wanting to ruin their fun. ]
Where: Inn roof
What: ...Getting drunk at 3am.
Warnings: Mafia? War? Drunken rambles?


[ Yosano had moved into the topmost floor of the Inn, securing the furthest corner room. Far away from all the commotion and chaos of the floor below her-namely the four idiots sharing rooms next to each other.

However, the quiet did little to help her sleep. The first night, then the second and then by the third, Yosano was ready to throw herself off the building. Because it was either laying awake all night or sleeping with nightmares lurching at her from their graves.

The nightmares, in particular, had gotten worse since her arrival. Perhaps it was because she was dislodged from her makeshift home or she was forced to see her war crimes written on paper.

Regardless, they were getting bloodier and more confronting by the night. And she needed a way to put them back in a box, deep deep in her mind with a clear 'Do Not Open' sign.

That's when she noticed the Gravity User from out her window. Alcohol in hand at 3am in the morning, eying the building with very clear interest. If there was to be anyone who could distract Yosano from her night terrors, the unhinged Chuuya, who was also a fellow alcoholic, would do the trick. ]

Hm, some late night drinking? [ Yosano said when she stepped outside the Inn to greet him. ] -Mind if this insomniac joins you?

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[darkdisgrace]

[Chuuya was a strange man in that if he was even capable of dreaming, he's never recalled any. But his sleep could be restless nonetheless, especially when emotions were running high and his mind wouldn't empty. The arrival of so many new people from their world without even one familiar face from the mafia should be a good thing, but all Chuuya can feel is achingly alone, robbing him of proper rest.

Which is how he ends up outside, ready to scale the building with a bottle of booze and exhaustion clear on his face. Yosano's call out to him gets a quirk of the brow, a wry chuckle.]

Sure, why not? You look like you could use a drink... and I certainly wouldn't mind the company.

[Fuck, but he's far too familiar with this sorta thing.] I was heading for the roof though... want me to boost you up?

[morsangel]

How perceptive. Those bags under your eyes tell me you are also desperately lacking in sleep?

[ Yosano was a Doctor after all. But more than that, Yosano recognised a face still haunted by the past; she still was, after all. And, while it wasn't the smartest decision to get too cosy with the Mafia, booze and lively company was the perfect antidote for a restless night.]

Hm. What a gentleman. I can't say scaling the building is something I want to attempt.

[ Yosano chuckled and walked up to the man. She'd never experienced his gravity powers before. Couldn't say she wasn't at least a little bit intrigued. ]

[darkdisgrace]

haaa... Yeah, pretty much. Can't seem to settle in.

[Which is a pre-requisite for sleep. Chuuya could normally sleep like the dead, but that was when his head wasn't too full, when his heart wasn't heavy like lead with homesickness.]

Roger that. I promise it'll be a smooth ride, at least.

[He offers Yosano his hand with a smile, and when she takes it-- There's a sudden sensation of weightlessness as their feet leave the ground, Chuuya slowly floating the two up to the rooftop.]

[morsangel]

[ It certainly was an interesting feeling. Like Yosano's sense of balance and uprightness was suddenly skewed. If she didn't have such a tough stomach, she'd dare say feel sick. Like a bout of vertigo.

When the reached the roof, Yosano's heels lightly landed on the tiles. ]

I could get used to that. The gravity user is actually a human roller coaster. I would pay for that.

[ She laughed, because the image itself of Chuuya flinging himself across the sky with a poor passenger in tow would be quite the scene. ]

[darkdisgrace]

Oh, you have no idea how right you are. I can go a lot faster than that, if I want.

[He smirks as they land on the roof, nice and neat. His fine control of his ability was nothing to laugh at, though he still had a habit of letting loose when emotional.]

I don't give just anyone rides though, so I guess that money making method is out in this place.

[Said wryly as he holds out the bottle to Yosano. He's got no glasses with him, but he's pretty sure she won't mind. Ladies first?]

[morsangel]

Hm. And what, do tell, is the requirement for such an esteemed spot?

[ Yosano wouldn't mind flying. A novelty not usually afforded to humans with their feet set firmly on the ground.

She took the bottle, taking a long long swig. Letting the harsh bitter liquid burn down her throat, soothing her lurking demons. ]

Ah. We might need more than one bottle.

[ Yosano was no light weight by any means, and tonight was particularly rough. ]

[darkdisgrace]

Getting on my good side, obviously.

[Said with a huff of a laugh. It's follow by an amused look.] Don't worry, that's just what I brought tonight. I've got a few bottles stashed up here where Dazai can't get it.

[Not just that, really. It was so Chuuya didn't have to go hunting for it when he wanted to drink alone. He walks over to a couple of worn roofing tiles, nudging them loose to pull out two bottles.] This enough?

[morsangel]

Remind me to do just that then.

[ Yosano chuckled, a gloved hand coming up to cover it up. ]

We'll have to see. Think you can you handle your drinks, Chuuya?

[ Of course he would have some stashed away. Good thinking. She was impressed.

Yosano settled herself down on the slope of the roof, handing the bottle back to Chuuya after taking another swig. She Stretched out under the clear sky. The cold air was doing wonders to her previous clouded state. ]

—Does Dazai make a habit of borrowing your things as well?

[darkdisgrace]

Already on your way, don't worry.

[Hey, she's up here drinking with him isn't she?

As for handling his drinks... There's a faint flush to his cheeks as he boasts.] Of course I can handle my drinks.

[He cannot, actually. He just likes to think he can. He accepts the bottle back to take a long swig, sighing after he does so before passing it back to Yosano.]

'Borrowing' implies he ever gives most of the shit back. Usually it's just straight up stealing. Cigs, booze, food, money-- you name it. Guy's a mooch. He's still doing that at your Agency, I'm guessing?

[morsangel]

[ Yosano squinted her eyes, because if her eyes didn't deceive her then— ]

You're lying. My my, the Mafia executive is a light-weight. How will that effect your image if that happened to get out, hm?

—If I can have a cigarette though, I promise to not let it slip.

[ Dazai might be the biggest mooch, but Yosano never said she wasn't either. Especially, when she decided to start drinking. ]