Questions

[hurricanebomber]

WHO: Mainly Gamzee and Gokudera, but others are free to approach him too ^^
WHAT: Gokudera has some questions for the troll
WHERE: Corridor, Gamzee's room, cafeteria
WHEN: Backdated to shortly after Kanaya's post on the com
WARNING(S): The usual, swearing etc



Medic was gone, and it was Gamzeee who nailed the guy somehow..? Kanaya had been reluctant to talk about it so addressing the juggler directly was his only choice if he was to learn the full story on how it happened.

The other lives right across the hallway so Gokudera decides to just head over instead of using the com. ''Hey, it's me; open up'' he says after knocking a few times on Gamzee's door.

Comments

[honkalypse]

He peers over at the cigarette for a moment or two and then quick as anything snatches it up to take a closer look at it.

"This is up to being your slime, brother?" He sniffs at it and tumbles it over his fingers--for as much as it looks like it'll fall at any moment somehow he saves each fumble at the last moment. "Not sure how it's up to being better without."

[hurricanebomber]

Gokudera blinks in surprise as Gamzee grabs his cigarette; damn, the troll was fast!

''Hey, be careful with that; I can only get a set amount of them each day from the vending machine!'' The mafioso looks somewhat annoyed as he attempts to snatch it back. ''Smoking has a few inconvenient side effects, and heightens the risk of getting cancer I suppose, but it doesn't mess with my mind or anything so it's surely harmless compared to troll slime anyhow.''

[honkalypse]

He gives it back, looking sheepish. "Sorry. But brother's up and got some understanding all on in here, from what all you're telling at me. Sopor's not being good for me; got that think all anchored up in here. Could be up and saying at you all kinds of good things what it does, but comes down to being I got the want of it so bad it hurts."

And he lets that just fade out, but he levels a steady look at Gokudera.

[hurricanebomber]

''Che, it's fine.'' Gokudera gives the cigarette a longing stare before finally tucking it back into his pocket; he couldn't really fire up a smoke while giving Gamzee tips in regards to cutting down on drugs so that would have to wait. ''Try not to think about it; focus on something else. There's basically nothing to do in here though so I know it's hard, but it might work. Like.. practice your juggling, or do some other thing you like, or want to get better at; everyone needs some way of killing time in this blasted place so why not do something useful while you're at it?'' He shrugs.

[honkalypse]

"Been getting my wicked practice all on, brother. All down with that." There's an obvious but hanging unsaid there. It's hard to focus most of the time, especially when his whole body is up and screaming for sopor.

After a moment or two he looks up, not quite shy, but definitely strongly interested in Gokudera would say. "You got some ideas up for me?"

[hurricanebomber]

''I don't know what you like to do besides juggling, drawing and baking pies.. and the last isn't even a possibility.'' He sighs, leans backwards until his back connects with the pile underneath, and stares up into the ceiling. ''I prefer doing things that require great concentration, or physical stuff, when there's something I don't want to think about.. I suppose you could go swimming if the pool is fixed, or try out some stuff in the gym? When you feel less crappy, that is.'' Green eyes shifts to Gamzee then as he wonders if he is of any help to the troll at all; giving advice in regards to health issues certainly isn't his forte.