thisavrou_log | [Open!] For some people, the world is always ending.

Who: Saitama and Anybody
When: Just after the Vote.
Where: Around the Moira
What: Being far too relaxed in the face of danger and mass hysteria.
Warnings: Copious and offensive amounts of chill.

1. Reliably late.

[Saitama had barely gotten his vote in on time. He saw the message on his MID, but ignored it until it alerted him again that this was his last chance to vote. Skimming over the stances made by each team, he wasn't really convinced by any one of them. "A combination of all plans" oh, well, look at that. He'll put forth what he assumes is a non-vote. After all, most people vote for their side to win regardless of it being a good idea or not, right? No faith.

When he goes to get lunch, even his oblivious self can feel how nervous the general crew is. He'll pile up some food and go sit down. Eyeing around, he'll comment to the person he sits beside]

What's with all the nerves?

2. Crows nest. [Closed to knaval]

[If the other members of the crew wanted to work themselves into a fever pitch, fine by Saitama, but he wanted no part. He'd actually wanted to do his job for once, since at least it was calm out in space, but instead he got shuffled away. "Too dangerous" he was told, right. When he pressed further, he got told that he could go up to the Tower if he really wanted to check on the sails. He climbed the formidable stairwell with ease, smiling at the view and.... what was that? Quiet? He'd have to remember this place for a hideout. He'll text his workbuddy using the MID, company would be nice.]

Report for work duties in the Tower. Code Black. Bring snacks.

3. Wildcard!

[Saitama will be hiding in all kinds of corners of the ship, hoping for peace and quiet. Feel free to find him napping some place he's not supposed to be or otherwise being far too relaxed on the eve of disaster. He's very used to a world in peril, this is just another day for him.]

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[Genos manages to track Saitama down, again, and has his notebook in hand as usual. With no revenge quest to focus on, his attentive studies have been much more intense...]

Saitama-sensei. Are you meditating?

[Because it looks like napping.]

Snnaa! [he'll catch a snore in his throat as he wakes up, almost falling over as he's simply propped himself against a wall in the Observation Deck to get some sleep. The stars were peaceful enough and... well, he's gotten lost on the way back to his room (again).]

Urg, fuck, Genos, whats up?

Nothing unusual has happened yet. Were you asleep?

[he'll yawn loudly, looking up into the space above them. Then observatory was so nice, he dozed right off. People weren't up here, they were preparing for the end of the world, not sight seeing]

Just wanted some peace and quiet. [and he found it enough to nap]

[Well, Genos won't press him into feeling more paranoid or scared. He just looks at the stars outside the window as well.]

Are you feeling better rested?

Eh, my back's stiff now. [he'll pull himself off the wall, punching at his back in annoyance]

What're you up to? Getting ready for the fight?

I am as prepared as I can possibly be. I have saved copies of my blueprints in your mattress, Saitama-sensei, in case I go completely offline.

Eeh? Why my mattress!? Use your own! [when are you sneaking in his room gdi]

[When you're sleeping on the observation deck instead of your room, obviously.]

It's in your mattress so that you know where to locate it, Saitama-sensei.

[he's hardly in that room at all, but that didn't mean Genos should be poking around!!]

I'd know where to locate it in your room, too!

You have not been able to locate my room successfully yet.

Half the time I can't find my room, either! [SLEEPING. IN. THE. OBSERVATION. DECK.]

Other locations are too public. If I'm at the risk of death, I know you will come through for me, Saitama-sensei.

I don't know how to read blueprints!

You will be able to find someone on the ship, I'm sure. But I don't want just anyone to have access to that information.

[he's been trying SO HARD to avoid responsibility, why this]

Did you come here just to stress me out?

No, I came here to inform you that I have done that. I do not intend for it to become necessary.

[He'll bow!!]

Please take care of me in the future, Saitama-sensei.

Edited 2016-07-02 22:23 (UTC)

I got your back, but I don't know shit about electronics. [or engineering or mechanics... or really anything that would go into fixing Genos if it came down to it]<

I can try to find someone who does, I guess. [maybe that sarcastic guy, he seemed to know what he was doing on the Ingress....]

Yes. I know I will be okay with you here.

It'll be fine, I'm not worried about these guys. [meaning the invaders, a few of them might have some B rank super powers, but it seemed like most of them would be generic gunman. Horde enemies are never much of a challenge]

I don't expect much either.

[The more he heard, the less worried he got for his own safety.]

[Saitama will yawn and lean down, stretching to touch the flat of his palms to the floor, before stretching out to put his hands over his head. Sleeping the wall wasn't the most comfortable, really]

I'm going over with Negotiations, when those don't work out, wanna meet up? [he heard offense was heading over too, in the final plan, so that should work out]

Yes. I will be on the ship to sabotage it, so we can meet up.

Lets not get stuck over there, alright? [he feels trapped enough on THIS ship, he didn't need to be a "prisoner" on another one]

I suspect that's the real danger we face.

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