[OPEN]
Who: Heiwajima Shizuo, the other Day-Care Sitters, and ANYONE ELSE WHO MIGHT BE IN THE AREA.
What: The Day-Care sitters have to take the kids around the ship on some kind of pathetic field trip??
When: N...OW.
Where: RIGHT NOW, the mall. But anywhere is fine.
Warnings: Probably going to be rated G. But if Shizuo gets violent then . . .something higher.
[ Shizuo watches as some of the day-care staff struggle to keep the kids in line. Looks like they aren't doing a good job, because children of every race and species are running everywhere and terrorising the mall-goers. There's one shy alien who is sticking --quite literally-- close to Shizuo, sitting on his shoulders with her tentacles wrapped around the back of his head. What is she doing? Sucking his brains out? Well, he can't feel anything, so whatever.
There's another alien child who thinks it's funny to use his gigantic size to trample over the other children and passerbys. The staff are really having trouble containing this kid. ]
You, bartender-guy! Don't just stand there with a blank face, help us already!
Huh? . . . Fine. [ Shizuo wipes a tentacle out of his face, gives a sigh of resignation, and walks over to where the commotion is. He grabs the huge alien --maybe weighing over a hundred kilograms-- by the collar and lifts him into the air. ]
Look, I don't want to get angry at a kid, nor do I want to beat one to within an inch of his life . . .like I would anybody else who causes this kind of chaos. [ It sounds like a threat, but it's an extremely honest answer. ]
Will you stop ...? [ The alien goes silent, both perplexed at how someone from the human race --notorious in the galaxy for being weak and powerless-- could lift him up, and the fact that his aggressive words were said with such a bored face. ]
What: The Day-Care sitters have to take the kids around the ship on some kind of pathetic field trip??
When: N...OW.
Where: RIGHT NOW, the mall. But anywhere is fine.
Warnings: Probably going to be rated G. But if Shizuo gets violent then . . .something higher.
[ Shizuo watches as some of the day-care staff struggle to keep the kids in line. Looks like they aren't doing a good job, because children of every race and species are running everywhere and terrorising the mall-goers. There's one shy alien who is sticking --quite literally-- close to Shizuo, sitting on his shoulders with her tentacles wrapped around the back of his head. What is she doing? Sucking his brains out? Well, he can't feel anything, so whatever.
There's another alien child who thinks it's funny to use his gigantic size to trample over the other children and passerbys. The staff are really having trouble containing this kid. ]
You, bartender-guy! Don't just stand there with a blank face, help us already!
Huh? . . . Fine. [ Shizuo wipes a tentacle out of his face, gives a sigh of resignation, and walks over to where the commotion is. He grabs the huge alien --maybe weighing over a hundred kilograms-- by the collar and lifts him into the air. ]
Look, I don't want to get angry at a kid, nor do I want to beat one to within an inch of his life . . .like I would anybody else who causes this kind of chaos. [ It sounds like a threat, but it's an extremely honest answer. ]
Will you stop ...? [ The alien goes silent, both perplexed at how someone from the human race --notorious in the galaxy for being weak and powerless-- could lift him up, and the fact that his aggressive words were said with such a bored face. ]