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[havea_heart]

[Whoever screwed up Sergei's did Herz something of a favor. After his absolutely pathetic attempt at a brawl the other night, he's more than happy to find the restaurant deserted, but still in need of his attention.

He knows if he left the mess long enough, the Stewardess or another invisible ship hand would see to it's repair, but he wants to

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[idkmybffjoe]

[Sentient food running amok? Whether or not the infestation has been gotten rid of, Sean has got to check out the aftermath at the minimum. There's not much else to grab his attention and, hell, he has a load of tension off.

He shoulders a door open, glancing to where he can hear someone moving about. The lack of lighting has him alert, in case he just wandered in on a person whose privacy is sacred.]

Hullo?

[havea_heart]

[Herz freezes where he is, bent over a table, his hand pressing a damp cloth into the wood work.]

WW-w-whh-w-we're clos--

Close--Closed.

[...fucking stutter got worse again.]

[idkmybffjoe]

Uh...huh. Righteo.

[He scratches behind an ear, placing that voice--

Aaaah.

Sean wonders if the boy stuttered before the whole fiasco, or if he's just delicate, or a mix of both. In any case, he's going with the initial impression of Herz not being the most outgoing guy.]

No need to get all shook up. By my estimate, you'll be needin' as much help as you can afford.

[He toes a slimy patch.]

[havea_heart]

[...oh god, it took him a second, but now he recognizes the guy.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Herz doesn't reply, just...goes back to his scrubbing. He's not shook up, okay? And he doesn't need your help. But, you know, you're free to keep nudging the neurotic. He apparently doesn't have any concerns to voice.

Or a voice to project those concerns.]

[bringthedeadup]

[After hearing about the mess, and Joe's announcement, Cecil went down to see if there was any help to be given to Herz.

He's about to leave it alone, seeing it dark, when he sees a shadow move, and walks through the doors after a moment, calling out.]

Hey, anyone here? ....And need help?

[havea_heart]

[A wide shadow a few tables back freezes.

He can see you, but you can't see him, and he's grateful for it. Herz isn't sure what to do with you, Cecil. How he should feel about you showing up now.

...granted, Cecil wasn't there for his beat down. Maybe he can play it cool. Maybe it'll be okay.]

hhh-h-hh-heh--hey--hey.

[...or not.]

[bringthedeadup]

[Cecil's about to turn and leave, again, when he hears Herz's stuttering tones come out from the darkness.

Frowning, he steps forward, one hand outstretched to feel his way towards the voice.]

Herz? You okay there, buddy?

And who turned out the lights -- ow!

[Cecil jams his hip into the side of a table and lets out a small hiss, pausing his movement.]

[havea_heart]

[You know what, he actually raised a hand in some bullshit attempt to keep Cecil from running into that. Like, the same hand raise people do right before someone else gets hit by a train or something. It's totally useless--why do people do it?]

Hold--h-hhhh-h-hold-hold--hold on. I'll--

[Herz navigates the dark restaurant easily, heading to the nearest wall and flipping on the light. The teen turns around, squinting back at Cecil. The splint over his nose and the bruise on his neck are now both easy to see.]

[gotyourwallet]

[Ever curious of the happenings of the boat, the mention of sentient food is far too good for Vie to pass up. She sticks her head through the door, peering around cautiously before stepping inside.]

Is there anyone here? Hello?

[havea_heart]

[Again, Herz is forced to pause.

You'd think the lack of lights would be enough of a deterrent, but apparently Sergei's is just this well loved.]

Whh--w-w--w-we-we're--we're--we're clll--closed.

Sssorry.

[gotyourwallet]

[Vie shakes her head in the dark. When she speaks, she sounds amused.]

I gathered as much. Worry not, I'm not here to eat. Do you need any help cleaning up?

[havea_heart]

[He shakes his head.

If he wasn't so concerned with not talking, he would probably have realized a head shake is pretty pointless in dark friggin' room.]

[betterthanraph]

[Leo, of course, is sneaking in ninja-style because he wants to eat dammit and he can make his own onigiri if he has to. So he slips into Sergei's and navigates to the kitchen quite easily in the dark. Hell, he might just make everything in the dark and not bother with the lights, but he notices someone moving around and pauses to listen.

...sounds like Herz. Crap, he doesn't want to scare him. So he puts some distance between them and knocks on the nearest surface.]

Hey, Herz. That's you, right?

[havea_heart]

[He shouldn't be surprised by the fact Leo go half way into the restaurant without him realizing it. Hell, the knocking is down right courteous of him. It almost makes Herz feel worse about wishing he hadn't come in today.

He doesn't want to face you, man. He fucked up.]

Uh--u-uh-huh.

[betterthanraph]

[Leo doesn't turn on the lights, just makes his way over to Herz. Loudly at least, making his footsteps noisy and deliberate.]

Everything all right? Are your eyes bothering you?

[havea_heart]

[...ah HELL. Direct questions are of the Devil. This is not going to be fun.

Herz worries his hands as he stumbles through his answer, spitting out his syllables with pronounced pauses and increasing difficulty.]

Nnno--no, I...juh--j--just thhh--

Thought, I'd--

I-I--I--

["No, I just thought, since I'm the only one in here, there's no reason to put them on. And hopefully, it'll signify to people we're closed for the day."

There's no way in hell that's getting out of his face. Not today. He cuts himself short, for his sake and Leo's.]

No. NNn-no, they--they aren't.

[ntjstapwn]

*Marco had already dealt with the semi-sentient food before, so he wasn't here to investigate. He just wanted a drink, and Sergei's had long since become his default. Unlike the others, he flicks the lights on before noticing he's not alone.*

Ah, sorry.

[havea_heart]

shit!

[It's light a flashlight to the face with all of no warning. Herz covers his eyes a second too late and attempts to blink the stars away.

THANKS, MARCO.]

[ntjstapwn]

Ah, crap...

*Marco flicks the lights back out, though he doubts it'll help at this point.*

Sorry, I didn't realize you were in here. You okay?

[havea_heart]

'm--I--I--i-iii--I-I'm fff--

f--

fine.

[After a small head shake, Herz starts over to turn the lights back on himself. You see, it's muuuch faster than him trying to tell you to turn them on yourself.]