40th Sphere (backdated to Saturday morning after the event)

[got_blitzed]

[Jecht wakes up with a gasp safe and sound in his own bed - well, the one he's been calling his own for the past couple of months, at least.  For some reason, Yuugi isn't there passed out drunk next to him like she usually is, but that isn't the first thing on his mind.  Growling and rubbing at where he'd been stabbed in the neck the night previous, he throws off the covers and storms downstairs to use the phone.]

"Banika Conchita.  Dunno who the hell she is, but she fuckin' stabbed me in the goddamn throat and killed me in that stupid hotel last night.  Figured the rest of you'd wanna know there's one more psycho murdering bitch runnin' around this town.  And if you're listenin' too - you're dead next time I see you.  Eye for an eye.  I'm sick of this bullshit."

[Jecht slams down the phone, wandering toward the door.  He's intercepted by Yuugi's drone, who is already awake and cheerfully fixing breakfast.  Grumbling angrily, he picks the phone back up and dials out again.]

"Oh yeah.  Yuugi's droned too, for anyone who gives a shit about that.  Anybody needs me, I'll be on the beach."

[He doesn't wait for responses to the second call, heading straight outside to swim and relax on his makeshift beach.  It's Labor Day weekend, after all, so it's more or less getting to be his last chance to do stuff like this before the weather starts to get cold again.  After a short time, the postman comes by to drop off a package, tipping his hat and grinning.  Jecht doesn't trust it, but he figures everything else that's arrived this way has been fine, so he eventually decides to just open it.  Out of the long and bulky package, he draws a pretty badass looking greatsword.  After grinning and taking a few practice swings, he plunges it into the sand next to his lawn chair.]

"Well, 'least I got somethin' back for my trouble."

((OOC: Please let me know whether you're responding to the phone stuff or the action stuff when you reply.  For anyone who wants to talk to him about Yuugi, they can respond in person at the action part since he hung up right away after announcing that.))

Comments

ACTION BABY

[thenorthernwall]

[You favorite swimsuit-clad Major General is coming to visit after that little spiel.

For as pissed off as she is about Yuugi's droning and Jecht being stabbed, Olivier looks fairly relaxed. Pretty chill. You should know this demeanor, Jecht. Venture a guess at the source?

She's not saying a word, yet, but at least she brought her own goddamn lawn chair this time; she sets it up right on the other side of the sword.]

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

[Jecht glances over, grinning lopsidedly.]

"...Looks like your date went a lot better than mine."

[thenorthernwall]

I didn't get murdered, so of course it's better.

[Arranging a towel and such to keep her fair skin safe; it's so pointless to even wear the suit.]

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

"...First time for everything, I guess."

[Absentmindedly rubs at his neck.]

[thenorthernwall]

Judging from the sword, I'm going to guess you can handle her solo.

[Turns her head slightly and looks at him over her sunglasses.]

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

She wasn't that strong at all. Got me while I was asleep. I can definitely take her out alone.

[thenorthernwall]

Honestly... what a coward. And now Yuugi, too? What the hell is this place trying to pull? [...Honestly the contrast between her words and her actions are amusing. She seems almost tired, too, which is the REALLY funny part. She's turned her head back up to the underside of the umbrella she brought and pitched, eyes closed.]

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

"...Seems pretty typical to me."

[Glances over after a moment.]

"...Y'alright?"

[thenorthernwall]

It's too much at once from those bastards.

[Is that a redness in her cheeks?]

I'm tired. And I have a tournament to organize.

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah. That's comin' up soon, huh? Guess I got my sword back just in time.

[thenorthernwall]

Next week. I'm almost done organizing it, but I hadn't planned for this weekend nonsense. A dirty hotel room, honestly...

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

'Least the food there was good.

[thenorthernwall]

I just had the alcohol. That much wasn't bad.

[Thinking...] Did you have a bow tie on?

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Felt like I was gonna fuckin' suffocate in that suit.

[thenorthernwall]

I almost wish I'd seen that. I bet you looked ridiculous.

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

[Grins and chuckles.]

"Heh, yeah, I looked like a real jackass. And that bouquet of flowers? C'mon now."

[thenorthernwall]

[She's got this whoooole mental image together. Maybe he even had his hair all slicked back. Amazing. She chuckles.]

Flowers and everything? I'm really sorry I missed that, after all.

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

"Y'know, if you want me to bring ya flowers, just say so."

[Have a teasing little grin, Miss Major General.]

[thenorthernwall]

Depends on the flowers. Usually I hate them.

[A haughty tilt of her head!]

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

Good, 'cause I never really saw the point anyway.

[thenorthernwall]

Exactly. Why give someone something that's dead, an allergen, and loaded with meaning that you may not even know? It's a poor practice.

People just do stupid things to try to attract attention.

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs.]

"Most girls seem to like 'em. Guess that's why."

[thenorthernwall]

[Deadpan.]

Don't bother getting me any unless it's my birthday. I'll just get mad.

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

"Got it. That's easy enough to remember."

[Momentary pause.]

"So when's your birthday?"

[thenorthernwall]

The last day of March.

[Looks like it's time to EYE JECHT SUSPICIOUSLY. Thank god that's both way in the past and far in the future, at the moment.]