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In need of calming down? Try water!
Characters: Karasu and anyone with reason to be in the men's showers? Maybe even some who don't. bringiton
Setting: Men's shower room, dormitory level.
Format: I'll match you.
Summary: It's not easy staying calm when there's practically nothing to do. In efforts to NOT start exploding anything that will explode, Karasu opts to try a more mundane method of keeping his cool. Besides, a shower never hurt anybody, right?
Warnings: Erm, probably language on his part, and well, it is a shower. Otherwise I can think of nothing, but I'll update it if something happens?
Even with the nurse's station there wasn't a whole lot for Karasu to do. He'd read a couple of things he had wanted to for a while, reorganized his trunk at least four times, and walked the whole of the places he cared to investigate- the new areas would wait, he reasoned. It was getting to the point that he could tell exactly what time he woke up, when he ate breakfast, when he worked, when he ate lunch... the idea of routine was stifling in theory, but in practice it was absolutely maddening. Even under the thumb of the Toguros he'd had more freedom than this. It was beginning to get to a point where he was about to start setting off bombs in random places (and possibly- no, definitely- at random people) just to relieve the tension. This couldn't be healthy.
But he'd been told the bombs wouldn't work on the building itself. That wouldn't be very entertaining. And people were messy, too messy by far. Noisy too, and he didn't feel like testing his skills against more than two or three people to start off with. Finally, in almost a fit of boredom-induced-rage, he grabbed his shampoo and conditioner, a change of clothes, and a towel. Baths had always calmed him down before, and maybe he'd get a better idea than 'explode things'. Maybe something more specific.
[Before I start this I'm sorry I've been quiet. Hoping to fix that.]
Setting: Men's shower room, dormitory level.
Format: I'll match you.
Summary: It's not easy staying calm when there's practically nothing to do. In efforts to NOT start exploding anything that will explode, Karasu opts to try a more mundane method of keeping his cool. Besides, a shower never hurt anybody, right?
Warnings: Erm, probably language on his part, and well, it is a shower. Otherwise I can think of nothing, but I'll update it if something happens?
Even with the nurse's station there wasn't a whole lot for Karasu to do. He'd read a couple of things he had wanted to for a while, reorganized his trunk at least four times, and walked the whole of the places he cared to investigate- the new areas would wait, he reasoned. It was getting to the point that he could tell exactly what time he woke up, when he ate breakfast, when he worked, when he ate lunch... the idea of routine was stifling in theory, but in practice it was absolutely maddening. Even under the thumb of the Toguros he'd had more freedom than this. It was beginning to get to a point where he was about to start setting off bombs in random places (and possibly- no, definitely- at random people) just to relieve the tension. This couldn't be healthy.
But he'd been told the bombs wouldn't work on the building itself. That wouldn't be very entertaining. And people were messy, too messy by far. Noisy too, and he didn't feel like testing his skills against more than two or three people to start off with. Finally, in almost a fit of boredom-induced-rage, he grabbed his shampoo and conditioner, a change of clothes, and a towel. Baths had always calmed him down before, and maybe he'd get a better idea than 'explode things'. Maybe something more specific.
[Before I start this I'm sorry I've been quiet. Hoping to fix that.]