[ sixth sky ] ; accidental video/offline to those in the mansion | backdated to the 4th of August

[onnicomprensivo]

[ The feed clicks on, and the first thing you hear is soft snoring. ]

[ And you get an up-close and personal view up Tsuna's left nostril, because his face is resting on the PCD. He's sprawled out unceremoniously on the floor of the hallway just outside his and Fran's shared room- apparently he hadn't made it quite that far. Maybe the door defeated

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[supermistfrog]

[Well, Fran actually made it through the door- right onto the couch, half of his body on the floor. The top half, to be precise. At least the frog hat did make a good pillow.]

[Stupid Frau. Being right and all.]

[He wakes up fairly quickly, blinking few times, and letting out a loud yawn. Ugh, a hangover. This was a familiar feeling, but at least this time he didn't wake up next to somebody.]

[Stumbling towards the door, he begins to walk out into the hallway-]

[Only to trip over Tsuna, and land flat on his face.]

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[onnicomprensivo]

[ Tsuna didn't jolt awake. Even at the best of times, the boy was difficult when it came to waking up. Having been absolutely wasted the night before, he simply opened his eyes blearily, uncomprehending, mumbled something about sheep, and let out another quiet snore, drifting off again. ]

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[supermistfrog]

[...Floor. This is a floor. The floor is bad.]

[He's sore and stiff, but somehow Fran manages to make it up to on his knees, pushing a little at Tsuna.]

...Wake up and show me that you didn't die of alcohol poising, please.

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[onnicomprensivo]

[ Tsuna groans. Your voice is like nails being driven into his skull. Never drinking again. ]

Ugh. Go away... [ He buries his head under his arms, trying to go back to sleep. Sleep didn't hurt. ]

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[coraltaijiya]

...are you alright?

[onnicomprensivo]

[ That's... not loud enough to wake this boy up, Sango. All you get is more snoring. ]

[coraltaijiya]

...hello?

[A little louder now...]

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[onnicomprensivo]

[ Owww. That goes right through his head. ]

[ You get a thoroughly miserable sounding groan this time, and Tsuna rolls off the PCD- you can see his whole face now, not just up his nose. ] Ugh...

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[grandtheftbody]

[Well, it sure did look like Tsuna and Fran had a fun night. Mukuro's room being on the same hall, of course he sees Tsuna's undignified resting place when he leaves his room.]

[Walking over, he gazes down on the unconscious form of the world's worst Mafia boss.]

Maybe you'll learn never to listen to my student.

[But... this is an opportunity. He could walk on by and ignore it. Does he even want Tsuna's body anymore? More and more, Mukuro has been thinking that it might just be worth it to wait and see what Tsuna does. If he really changes the Mafia the way he's said.]

[And... could he even possess the boy?]

[He looks down at Tsuna, contemplating this for a moment.]

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[onnicomprensivo]

[ They did. They shaved your sheep and burned the wool. It was great. ]

[ Completely unaware of the risk that has suddenly arisen in the form of Mukuro, the boy just sleeps on, mumbling something about grenades. It doesn't look too comfortable there on the floor, but he doesn't seem bothered. ]

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[grandtheftbody]

[What did Genny ever do to you?]

[Mukuro kneels down next to Tsuna, trident appearing in his hand. He's still contemplating it, though - whether he really wants to do this. Of course, just cutting Tsuna doesn't mean Mukuro has to possess him. He could always wait and decide later, as long as the option is open.]

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[onnicomprensivo]

[ Uhh. I dunno man. IT JUST SEEMED LIKE THE RIGHT THING TO DO AT THE TIME. ]

[ Tsuna shifts restlessly in his sleep, his muttering getting more troubled- but doesn't wake up. ]