7th bomb||Hayato Gokuder|| [in person-backdated to monday morning cos I FAIL]

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[At first Hayato didn't notice the change in scenery. Usually he was a light sleeper and pretty crisp in the morning, but after being ill the previous week he was uncharacteristically sluggish. He dragged his feet out of his room with only his pajama pants and a pair of slippers on, and a toothbrush sticking out of his mouth... and a couple stick of dynamite stuck in the waistband of his pants.

He drags his feet through the halls to the bathrooms, totally not registering any of the changes in his environment. He even pauses to glance vacantly out a window for moment before continuing on his way.

Right during the middle of brushing his teeth however it seems to FINALLY DAWN ON HIM, and he hastily spits out the toothpaste and GUNS IT BACK THROUGH THE HALLS TO THAT WINDOW!

So Badficians, have a half-naked teenager looking out the window LIKE HE JUST SAW GOD.]

Comments

[big-bang-blue.livejournal.com]

[The metal on his costume tinks as he shudders, visibly and very dramatically.]

I don't feel like becoming then next Goodyear Blimp.

[andsuddenlydynamite]

Well it's apparently good for tracking someone!

[Bianchi had used that trick to thwart one of his MANY attempts at running away....]

And it's not entirely lethal... as far as I know... sis may have changed the recipe...

[big-bang-blue.livejournal.com]

Oh I bet. "Officer, just follow the smell of flatulence and it'll lead you right to him...or dirty socks...take your pick." Or better yet, "Just follow the trail of puke."

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[Hayato laughs]

That's... actually not too far from what happened actually... if I actually managed to leave the grounds without passing out.

[big-bang-blue.livejournal.com]

[Visible cringe]

Ew, I would hate to be in the tank with the person that gets that stomach bomb.

[Then he sputters and laughs.]

Actually, Trout got it and it couldn't have happened to a better person!

[andsuddenlydynamite]

Trout? a friend of yours or somethin?

[Maybe an ALIEN friend?!]

[big-bang-blue.livejournal.com]

No, well, not in the same sense that you would think. He was a prisonmate. He was Chunks cellie and they never got along.

[andsuddenlydynamite]

Prisonmate?! You were in prison!?

[The one one place Hayato was quite amazed he had been able to avoid all these years? Well Juvie in his case, but still, same idea. How did an ALIEN get stuck in jail?!]

[big-bang-blue.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, I grew up there. I used to call it being "grounded for life" because that's exactly what it felt like.

[andsuddenlydynamite]

SERIOUSLY?! Shit! And here I thought I had it rough. What did ya do to get stuck in jail?! If you were a kid, they should have at least sent ya to juvie! Not that it's much better, but still...

[big-bang-blue.livejournal.com]

My pod landed in the middle of the yard and the convicts there insisted they could take care of me. I came to call them my uncles. The warden wasn't too pleased with the arrangement but what safer place to hide an alien from scientists than a prison?

[andsuddenlydynamite]

Oh, so it was a safety measure? That makes sense... God knows what the government would have done if they got hold of you...

[He muses on it for a moment.]

So you grew up on Earth... Jeez... not gunna lie, that sucks...

[Ever since he could remember he had always wished that he could just leave behind the shit-hole he knew as Earth behind and go to some amazing alien civilization... until he became part of the Vongola, but this, the idea still got him all excited]

[big-bang-blue.livejournal.com]

Yes, it sucks like a wind tunnel but I managed so that's good for me.

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[He chuckles]

Better then I did at any rate!

[This guy didn't exactly follow the law Hayato had learned on the streets: you hang out with scum, you become scum]

[big-bang-blue.livejournal.com]

Bad and good travel on their own. Looks like some of the goodie-two-shoes here have their own cliques. Too bad.

[andsuddenlydynamite]

Tch, the justice brigade?

[He scoffs]

They can all go suck a dick, they're useless. The law don't do shit.

[Ah, such an outstanding and classy view on authority]

[big-bang-blue.livejournal.com]

Well, that answers that question.

[andsuddenlydynamite]

Question? What question?

[big-bang-blue.livejournal.com]

About why the law is so lax. You just answered it. It's worthless.

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[he shrugs]

It's always worthless. I've never seen it work before.

[He's been breaking it since he was 8 after all...]

[big-bang-blue.livejournal.com]

Well, some laws are good for the protection of the people as a whole but those are a small majority. The rest of those laws serve a self-gratifying majority that would rather benefit from the greed these fines produce than actually use it for the city or it's intended purpose. That's where a law can become worthless and corrupts a system.

[Yes, he's been paying attention to those things.]

[andsuddenlydynamite]

Tch, or you can just buy all the cops out and the whole thing is totally worthless to everyone.

[He pats his pants down to grab a cigarette... however as attached to his cancer-sticks he is, he never thought to put them in his pajama pants... There's a little irritated tick... and he wonders what use the dynamite in his waist-band was if he didn't bother to bring something to light it with...]

[big-bang-blue.livejournal.com]

True but I would rather not and say it did. I prefer an up close and personal response to the matter with a lot of flair and style.

[andsuddenlydynamite]

Eh, that's how it worked in Sicily. Could do whatever ya wanted, so long as you didn't upset the big mafia famiglias no one gave a shit. My tactic was usually trap setting and blow it all ta hell if I got caught.

[and picking fights with anything with legs...]

[big-bang-blue.livejournal.com]

Huh, I've never been there. Sounds like it would be an interesting place though a bit chaotic wouldn't you say? Then again...maybe not.