Waking the Dead 2.0 || May 18, 2063 || The Mandatory Hot Springs Episode

[kawaakari]

[The skies are clear, the air is cool, and overall? Conditions are perfect for spending the entire afternoon and maybe even the entire night at the hot springs within Seigi. It's open to Zangyaku operatives and their families, along with any of their guests.

Oh, they're also communal. Surely no one minds? It's just skin, after all.

You're allowed to smoke, drink and eat while you're chilling out in the pools. You can also play cards, have a round (or several) of ping pong, flop around... anything goes, as long as you don't kill anybody!]



OOC Notes:
+ Make your own threads, plot out your own shenanigans and whatever else. Just remember: War Hounds and the rest were probably invited there after lunch, and are more than welcome to spend the rest of the day there. Y'all might want to specify the time. :3
+ NPCs are available on call beyond the threads I set up in here (if I end up setting some up, anyway)! Lemme know if you have questions.

Comments

[bladeweaver]

[Good job, Brig.

But it's time to end this. He's getting tired, and if this doesn't work, he's going to lose. One way or another, it's time.

He's seen the pattern: Brig is pushing him side to side such that he doesn't even need to work. Clever use of spin, really. But spin works both ways.

As Brig hit a shot to the left whose spin would mean that it returns to his central position when hit back, Taning calculated a certain spin and angle that he needed to hit the ball at, and...

He sliced the ball in the same direction it was already spinning, making the ball hit, with extreme backspin, the table at an almost-parallel. He saw Brig expecting it to bound back to his position.

Now we see if it works...

The ball landed, bounced backward for a split-second, then, pulled by the extreme spin, bounced backward again less than a half a second after.]

Yeah!

[And after shouting that, he promptly sat against one of the table legs and made to go to sleep.]

[atlas_shrugged]

[ Brigade is stunned. He expected Taning to pull something like that, but had hoped he'd see it coming. He didn't.

He walks up to where Taning is and chuckles at his exhausted blademate. ] Good job, Taning. [ He contemplates picking his blademate up and finding him a hammock, but opts first to sit and smoke beside his seemingly passed out blademate. If he hear's snoring, then he'll carry his blademate somewhere more comfortable. He's pretty content to just sit there and bask in the aftermath of a well-fought competition. ]

[bladeweaver]

[Taning isn't quite asleep, nope. Just very winded. He kinda forgot that it would be very tiring to fight like that, because he was high.

He shakily steals a smoke from Brig's pack and lights it. Victory smoke, yes.]

Truth or dare, Brigade.

[atlas_shrugged]

[ Brigade can only laugh at that. But the spoils of war go to Taning. ] Dare. [ Brig chuckles as he says it. Truth isn't quite something he wants to do after what Taning mentioned earlier. ]

[bladeweaver]

[Well, he can't think of one, so you're off the hook... for now.]

Can't think of one! Guess I gotta hang on to this one for a while, heh.

[And then he gets up, stumbles over to an empty pool, manages to not flop in, rests his head on his arms on a ledge, and falls asleep.]