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[Peola let out a frustrated sigh as she slumped down at the kitchen counter, hands over her head. She's had a somewhat miserable time due to reasons she would prefer not to discuss - but suffice to say Ken and Dido's ki experiments had a hand in it. Still. Nothing a small snack wouldn't fix and-]
Is that smoke?
[She turned around to see a somewhat clogged toaster literally spewing out black smog that smelled of burned... cake? Peola of course panicked, quickly rushing over to slap it on the side - causing it to fire the charred mess out with the velocity of a bullet, sending the charred mess all over the place.]
AGHK-! Damn you! At the very least that other thing is doing its job-
[This was promptly preempted by the microwave's door blasting open and splattering its contents on the far wall before it shorted out. The bluenette slowly turned to regard the disaster that was literally painting the kitchen before the sprinkler system kicked in after cutting the power to the appliances. A soggy security guard hung her head solemnly.]
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[After assisting with cleanup of her mess, Peola was wallowing in the shower. Well not exactly... Somehow she managed to find a large basin, barely big enough for a person to fit in, drug it into the bathroom and was sitting uncomfortably in the steaming water with a grumpy expression as she cleaned her hair.]
Just what kind of place is this, no proper tubs... or anything...
[She grumbles to herself, continuing on to wash and scrub herself down. Odd as it was, this actually wouldn't be too bad... if this wasn't the men's shower.]
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[Once again after yet another inexplicable mistake on her part Peola just crashed somewhere, picking up some reading material along the way that most likely belonged to Izuru as she lay on a chair with a mild expression on her face.]
It....blew up the moon? But that doesn't make sense... the moon is right there...
[Wait... what?]
[Peola let out a frustrated sigh as she slumped down at the kitchen counter, hands over her head. She's had a somewhat miserable time due to reasons she would prefer not to discuss - but suffice to say Ken and Dido's ki experiments had a hand in it. Still. Nothing a small snack wouldn't fix and-]
Is that smoke?
[She turned around to see a somewhat clogged toaster literally spewing out black smog that smelled of burned... cake? Peola of course panicked, quickly rushing over to slap it on the side - causing it to fire the charred mess out with the velocity of a bullet, sending the charred mess all over the place.]
AGHK-! Damn you! At the very least that other thing is doing its job-
[This was promptly preempted by the microwave's door blasting open and splattering its contents on the far wall before it shorted out. The bluenette slowly turned to regard the disaster that was literally painting the kitchen before the sprinkler system kicked in after cutting the power to the appliances. A soggy security guard hung her head solemnly.]
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[After assisting with cleanup of her mess, Peola was wallowing in the shower. Well not exactly... Somehow she managed to find a large basin, barely big enough for a person to fit in, drug it into the bathroom and was sitting uncomfortably in the steaming water with a grumpy expression as she cleaned her hair.]
Just what kind of place is this, no proper tubs... or anything...
[She grumbles to herself, continuing on to wash and scrub herself down. Odd as it was, this actually wouldn't be too bad... if this wasn't the men's shower.]
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[Once again after yet another inexplicable mistake on her part Peola just crashed somewhere, picking up some reading material along the way that most likely belonged to Izuru as she lay on a chair with a mild expression on her face.]
It....blew up the moon? But that doesn't make sense... the moon is right there...
[Wait... what?]
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[Izuru witnesses the pandemonium.]
What's going on here?!
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[Peola tries to brush several soggy strands of hair away from her eyes, only for them to fall back over them mockingly.]
The toaster and microwave didn't work like I was told they would.
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[Izuru wonders whether to try to salvage the situation or just go run for a fire extinguisher. It's like Seta all over again.]
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[She tries once more to get her hair in order. NOPE. STILL. STAYING. THAT. WAY.]
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Umm, are you alright?
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Could you not stare so much at me please... its a little off putting...
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I just noticed your dedication. Most people do not go to such lengths to secure a bath, we just use the showers.
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I'm... just more used to baths. Just wish I had more leg room.
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[Peola just presses her palm into her face. Accursed toaster.]
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[A brief moment of clarity and Asagi's expression moved things along for her.]
and that's wrong isn't it... damnit...
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...What happened to the microwave oven?
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Who- WHAT?! What are you-?!
[Cue the security guard clumsily grabbing for her towel.]
Don't you know what privacy is damnit?!
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Well considering this is a communal shower room with more than one shower stall I'm curious what you would consider proper privacy within the men's room?
Also if you really wanted a bath I think Sakihama has one as part of it's facilities. Japanese comforts and all.
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Men's room- Are you telling me this place is-
[She cuts herself off and lets out a distinctly agitated noise, grinding her teeth at the situation at hand.]
Of course it'd be the men's room. Because obviously I wouldn't have ended up anywhere else...
[Gathering up what little dignity was still left, as she grabbed her towel with much irritation and shuffled to keep her back to VG as best as she could.]
I'm used to having a bath to myself... and I obviously made a dumb mistake. So I'm not going to pulverize your face for walking in on me. So unless you're looking for trouble DON'T LOOK THIS WAY! GOT IT?!
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...What's wrong with the moon being where it is?
[Even worse because Ken drops out of the air vent.]
Also what are you doing here?
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The door was open and the chair looked comfortable?
And I thought the moon was gone because it got blown up.
[She waves the page in question lightly.]
Things wouldn't be printed out if they weren't true right?
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[Ken flops down onto his bed, apparently letting the whole 'in my room' pass for now, as another curiosity takes him.]
But that's a comicbook. Its just a work of fiction - what, you never seen one before?
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We... don't have many of those back home. Fiction isn't that well regarded. We didn't have a good history with stories that are made up.
[Peola looks over the comic almost anxiously.]
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