Saitama AKA Caped Baldy (
averagehero) wrote in
thisavrou_log2016-07-01 10:06 am
[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.]
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
[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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Saitama-sensei. Are you meditating?
[Because it looks like napping.]
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Urg, fuck, Genos, whats up?
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Just wanted some peace and quiet. [and he found it enough to nap]
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Are you feeling better rested?
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What're you up to? Getting ready for the fight?
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It's in your mattress so that you know where to locate it, Saitama-sensei.
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I'd know where to locate it in your room, too!
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[jk riptide knows exactly what humans eat by now. when he climbs up onto the crows nest he has a good selection of stuff he knows saitama would like by now. spending a lot of time out in space leads to some good basic conversation.
he floats up, using his free hand to grip onto the closest rail.]
Yo.
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One day I want to go out and they didn't let me. Said I could come up here. S'pretty nice.
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They didn't let you? [he carefully crouches down to drop all the snacks near egg and sits back on his haunches.] Why not?
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Said iff was too dangerous or somfing. [he'll swallow] Don't want me spotted by the enemy.
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[riptide doesn't understand, sipping at the cute of energon he bought for himself.]
I'm just waiting for people to tell me where to punch.
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I'm muscle for Negotiations, because that's not gonna work. [no way in hell, once someone wanted to fight, especially over revenge, they weren't going to talk it out.]
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[riptide isn't an ideas guy. he just does what he's told.]
I guess they were hoping for the best if they didn't let the muscle go.
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They're not exactly wrong for what they want.
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[is this poor guy about to get a shock...]
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