『伊達政宗』 ᴅᴀᴛᴇ "LET ME DO IT KOJURO" ᴍᴀsᴀᴍᴜɴᴇ (
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ʕノ•ᴥ•ʔノ ︵ ┻━┻ { catch-all }
CHARACTERS: Masamune Date (
wardance) et al.
DATE: backdated
WARNINGS: will update if needed.
SUMMARY: catch-all for non-event Oska stuff i owe.
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DATE: backdated
WARNINGS: will update if needed.
SUMMARY: catch-all for non-event Oska stuff i owe.
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Every time me and the boys drag something weird up in the nets!
[Because that's what you do with strange sea life, right? Try and eat it?]
Well, this looks like it'll be a little more tame.
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It's just a matter of all three of us coming up with some rules for it. Should we go with guessing what it'll taste like and whoever's wrong has to do shots?
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That sounds fine! [ she can definitely do that! ]
i came in like a wreeeecking ball
[ A short distance off, a friend of both Masamune and Olivia's seems to be taking advantage of the alcohol here as he is seated at the bar area of the restaurant. He looks kind of miserable, but maybe all of that will change when he makes his way over to the group seated at the table.
The familiar voices catch his interest and he peers up from his most recent glass. Squinting, he recognizes Masamune by the eyepatch, mainly, and Olivia but her pink hair (maybe her thighs too... it's a mystery..)
He stands up quickly, pushing his stool back and making his way over. Sorry, he's going to crash this party. ]
Oooooi, Party-kun!
[ here he is, slamming his hands once on the table to get a good look at Motochika. ]
I told ya to stop messin' around with weird lookin' guys. Am I gonna have'ta save your ass? Again? Aaa?
[ Gin, you didn't really save his ass last time but ...ah.. well. ]
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Huuuh? Who the hell'er you calling 'weird looking'?
[Because really. Has this dude looked in a mirror lately?]
Oi, Dragon. You know this guy?
[It seems like it, but if not, Motochika will happily eject him from the party.]
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What isn't adorable is the drunk cat that's come on over. Masamune glances between Motochika and Gintoki...
Maybe Gintoki just really has a problem with people with white hair? ]
It's cool. I know him and so does Olivia. [ The next comment is quieter as its's a little more said to himself but well enough audible: ]
Weird-looking? I would have thought you guys might feel a little related or something... my bad.
[ Anyway-- ]
Parfait-tan, what the hell are you doing drinking without me? I thought we went through this last time.
[ More like that's what Gintoki hit Masamune with but what's wrong with tossing it back at him now?
He turns back to Motochika. ]
Shitfaced over here is Gintoki. I would say proper introductions should be later when he's sober, buuuutttttt it's definitely not gonna get much better than this. [ If it's not drunk, surely there's going to be booger-picking (he found that snot you wiped on him last time, you advantage-taking fruitcake!bastard ).
Without skipping much of a beat, Masamune jerks his thumb towards Motochika as he looks back to Gintoki. ]
This is the Ogre of the West Sea and he's bigger than you~; so just sit your drunk ass down.
[ Before something embarrassing happens! ]
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[ idk how seating is arranged but he'll take a seat next to whoever is by the empty chair. He gives Olivia acknowledgement by simply looking at her with half lidded eyes, though his lips seem to curve upward in a grin. He looks like.. he's suddenly enjoying himself now?
Anyway, he instantly helps himself to food without really asking. Masamune's friend is giving off good vibes that Gintoki can surprisingly decipher amount his inebriation, but he'll be the one to judge how he actually feels about this other white haired guy. ]
Glad your ogre can join us.
None of you look drunk yet.
[ help him he's just going for some of the food with his bare hands. ]
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Oi. Some manners you got. There's a lady here.
[Yup. Getting reprimanded by a pirate.]
We were just getting to that. [He really does need a drink now...]
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N-No lady here! No lady here! J-Just do what you want — pretend I'm not even around!