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[inthejunk]

Uh. Anyone wanna help out with an open mic night tomorrow? I don't think I'll be making it. Which is probably bad, since it's my bar. Don't worry though, the barmaid is really great. I'm sure she'll...make drinks. She just might need some help with everything else.

...I can pay you in ice cream? A-and it's for a good cause!

(OoC: Yosuke has been planning an open mic night fundraiser to re-open The Cat's Eye after Rain's and Fai's departures. He sent an ad in to the paper and everything...but he was abducted for round two of the Newcomer Hunt and he's not feeling up to playing host yet. Possibility of a permanent job at the bar for anyone who responds and works out alright!)

Comments

[asano_san]

[That is a "not paying attention" laugh if he's ever heard one. Yosuke gets a pass because of the horrific injuries.

He just wants company, anyway. Keigo tries to think of something else to talk about.]

I bought a new game a couple of days ago.

[He then launches into a description of the gameplay and plot that would put many video game journalists to shame in its thoroughness. It is most likely also boring as hell if you don't care about the game.]

[inthejunk]

[Yosuke is glassy-eyed from the meds, not the sory. Really. He honestly doesn't care what Keigo is talking about anyway, it's just nice to have him there talking.]

[Yosuke twitches his fingers again, in what would be a clumsy, fond sort of petting gesture if he could move his arm of his own free will. It's probably for the best that he can't.]

We c'n playyit.

[asano_san]

[It makes something catch in his throat. Keigo laughs extra loud to cover it.]

Sure. I'll kick your ass at it as soon as you feel good enough to go back home.

[inthejunk]

Yeah.

[It's a fond reply, different to the snarky ones Keigo is used to. But it's definitely genuine.]

Thanks. Man. Yorra-a good friend, 'k?

[asano_san]

I'm going to make you call Ichigo and tell him that.

[inthejunk]

[Yosuke's eyes widen a bit, but he nods eagerly. Making a phone all sounds like a good idea, yep.]

Losta corpse guy? Hmmm, 'k!

[asano_san]

[It takes a second to decipher that, and then Keigo realizes he's talking about Ichigo's latest arrival in Siren's Port.]

That's him. He's my friend from home. Even if he doesn't always act like it.

[inthejunk]

'Sokay sometimes...sometimes people're busy yanno. Don' worry 'bouddit dude.

[Another finger twitch. Consider yourself mentally clapped on the shoulder, Keigo.]

[asano_san]

Right. Always busy.

[He doesn't sound like he believes it, but that may be lost on a drug-fuzzed mind.]

Should I let you sleep some more?

[He'll keep talking if Yosuke wants him to, but he's starting to wonder if he should let him rest.]

[inthejunk]

Yeah. Always...

[Drug fuzzed or not, apparently he knows the feeling. But rather than elaborate, he drifts into staring comfortably at the wall for a bit. At least until Keigo seems to be getting ready to leave. Then, his eyes widen and the part of his spine he can move straightens, and he stares.]

Sleep. Yeah...no. No, don't wanna. Jus' -you can jus' stay here. 'K? Right theresa...a good place. F'r you. Stay. Sit.

Oh wow, this one slipped through the cracks.

[asano_san]

Yeah. I'll be here as long as you want me to be.

[Who is he to turn down someone wanting him to hang around?

Keigo stays quiet, though, to give Yosuke a chance to go back to sleep.]

No worries dude!

[inthejunk]

Mmhmm. K.

[He's obviously relieved by that. His spine relaxes and he sinks back into the pillows, with a quiet and slightly pained "oof!" It was probably a little too sudden, but it's not easy to be precise in his movements at the moment.

His eyelids start to droop pretty quickly, but he stubbornly fights to keep them open. A little casting around for conversation topics gives him something to try and focus on to keep the sleep at bay.]

Hmm. 'Scloudy in'ere, huh?

[asano_san]

[He makes a noncommittal noise.]

Cloudy. Maybe you should keep your eyes closed.

[Yosuke looks like he's ready to drift off to sleep any second. Keigo doesn't know why he's fighting it.]

[inthejunk]

Oh.

[But he doesn't. He squirms a bit and grimaces, pale and pained and pathetic. But totally not alone! Keigo gets another weak grin, just for existing and being in the same room.]

I always wanted a...uh. Hose. No. House. An ice pop house. To keep the garden toad in. 'Cause I thought we could plant a gard'n 'n the windows when there's ...you know. Windows. Grow some spinach? And yeah. 'Cause she won't have a cat. You know?

[He babbles on like that for a while, but eventually words get harder. He gives his throat a rest and stares, glassy-eyed. He's quiet now, and having a hell of a time keeping his eyes open. In fact, he's leaning a bit and starting to -yep, there's a head bob! Though it gets a pained whine of protest when his body jerks, and his eyes open slowly again.]

Think I...think I can't stay 'wake.

[asano_san]

[He listens to the nonsense with surprising patience, making noises of agreement and nodding where it seemed to fit.

Still, Keigo makes a note of it. He never knew when he might need some blackmail material.

After a respectful amount of time has passed for the reminder to not be so raw.

Maybe.]

Oh yeah?

[Maybe he can give him a reason to stop fighting it.]

How about first person to go to sleep gets out of loading the dishwasher the next time the sink is full?

[inthejunk]

[That gets a snort of actual amusement. He's doped up, not stupid, dude.]

I don' think I c'n do it anyway.

[asano_san]

[Keigo pouts at his ploy failing so easily.]

Then go to sleep because it's killing me to watch you try to fight it.

[inthejunk]

[Sigh. Ow! Shit. Okay, no sighing.]

Sorry. 'S...y'know. Dark. When I'm asleep.

[asano_san]

Only for a few minutes and then you don't notice.

[inthejunk]

[Tired grunt of mild protest, but it's the sort of protest that recognizes its own futility. Yeah, he's totally going to fall asleep. Damn it...]

[asano_san]

[Keigo waits until he's sure Yosuke is asleep enough to not be disturbed and slips out. Not like that, dude, gross!]

[inthejunk]

[Lorie, why?]