Haruka Kokonose (
bedheadstyle) wrote in
thebastion2015-03-27 02:51 pm
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And your tears have been worthwhile [Day 293 | OPEN]
Who: Haruka Kokonose and you!
Open: Open
When: Day 293, afternoon
Where: Old Apartments, outside
What: Haruka is finally getting that mural started. Or at least he was, until he decided to take a break and fall asleep
Format: Will follow
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[Some time between Day 290 and 293, a strange structure had come to sit against an outside wall of the old apartments. And also in that time, the entire side that it sat against had been painted pure white.
Slowly through those days, a rough sketch started to appear as well, detailing familiar faces of the residents of the Bastion in various poses as well as a large "banner" drawn above them with... some sort of text that most people weren't going to be able to read unless they were Japanese.
Not that Haruka was giving much thought to language barriers. This was his mural project, the same one he had been going on about for some time now, in it's beginning stages with not much to be impressed about beyond the obvious skill behind the preliminary sketches that had gone up.
Today was no different in that he would be continuing to work on it, and even starting the arduous task of painting all those people.
Though if anyone passed by in the late afternoon, they might think he had ducked out early due to the absence of the scraggly-haired teen on the scaffolding that Colin had built for him.
Except...
is that snoring coming from up there?]
Open: Open
When: Day 293, afternoon
Where: Old Apartments, outside
What: Haruka is finally getting that mural started. Or at least he was, until he decided to take a break and fall asleep
Format: Will follow
Warnings: -
[Some time between Day 290 and 293, a strange structure had come to sit against an outside wall of the old apartments. And also in that time, the entire side that it sat against had been painted pure white.
Slowly through those days, a rough sketch started to appear as well, detailing familiar faces of the residents of the Bastion in various poses as well as a large "banner" drawn above them with... some sort of text that most people weren't going to be able to read unless they were Japanese.
Not that Haruka was giving much thought to language barriers. This was his mural project, the same one he had been going on about for some time now, in it's beginning stages with not much to be impressed about beyond the obvious skill behind the preliminary sketches that had gone up.
Today was no different in that he would be continuing to work on it, and even starting the arduous task of painting all those people.
Though if anyone passed by in the late afternoon, they might think he had ducked out early due to the absence of the scraggly-haired teen on the scaffolding that Colin had built for him.
Except...
is that snoring coming from up there?]

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Naegi has to pause and double-take at the rough sketch to make sure that he's seeing himself up there - and then does another one when he starts hearing snoring from somewhere above him.
. . . these scaffolds aren't rickety, right? Because he's gonna start climbing up just to see what's going on. :|; ]
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It will hold up plenty with Naegi joins the sleeping Haruka up on the structure.]
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It doesn't take him long to approach and start poking him, though. ]
Hey... is this really a good place for you to be sleeping...?
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Hnnn... ?
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. . . hey. Morning. Sleep well?
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sorry about your girlfriend haruka
[ She ... probably should be more worried than she is right now about him. She hears him snoring, though. He's fine. Unless he rolls over and drops to his death.
Oh and. She might be making some attempts at being a good girlfriend. She's got a bag in one hand that presumably has some food in it.
Not food that she cooked. More than likely food that Rin cooked. But still food. ]
never be sorry
... hi.
[And, after glancing at the bag:]
Food?
but it's takane
Do you want it or not?
nope
[Foooood! Totally grabbing the bag now.]
8|
:D
:|
8'D
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Whoever that is, they probably should go sleep inside, or something. It'd be more comfortable, at least?}
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Though he is getting paint on his face from one of the brushes near him...]
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... however, she does notice that when she gets near him and moves said paintbrush away from his face. Yeah, it might be a bad idea having that happen.]
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Apparently he's a heavy enough sleeper that even having some one right there over him does nothing to wake him.
Wow.]
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Luckily she's not being quiet about it so hopefully he'll wake up in time to stop her from doing anything.]
Only meant to be mortal. They see you, count the divinity in your fingers.
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H-hey--!
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Look at this, there're five. Prime. Look back and see the incidental as important. Meaning in trash.
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W... what?
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Like it seems to be all people and even in the sketching stage she can recognize some of them.
Is she on here somewhere??
Zuko frowns up at the snoring coming from the scaffolding and raises her voice.]
Hey.
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Yes?
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Or the smell of it caught his attention.
Yeah, that one.
Either way, an eye peeks open just as Ibuki gets close enough.]
Are you going to make me pretty, Ibuki-san?
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[Not even remotely deterred, she lowers the marker toward Haruka's face, intending to add cat whiskers to his face]
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Nyaa!
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