http://bovinemafioso.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bovinemafioso.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] badfic_manor2011-11-17 02:48 pm

NORMAL DAY TIME. [CR Post]

*After a week had past and he still didn't go back home, Lambo was starting to worry. The family was still trying to rebuild from the disaster that happened and they didn't need the stress of one of their members missing. This was too much like what had happened before. He wondered if his younger self was stuck in the future again. Though, he wasn't the only one stuck <i>here</i> if Gokudera was to be believed, so....

Recognizing that there was little he could do about it until he found more information, Lambo was just trying to get used to the place he was in. It was quiet, mostly. After all the animals went away and he was once again himself the teen was a little unnerved that there weren't the customary amount of fights and explosions he was used to.

However, on the bright side, this was a very nice kitchen and he was very hungry. Cooking wasn't so hard, he's seen the others do it often. Even Bianchi, after she stopped trying to attack him all the time.

So he's pulling out a pan and a box of pancake mix and is going to attempt to make himself breakfast. Beware.*


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[identity profile] kansai-ahou.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
*has claimed a spot on the front lawn and is spending a couple hours going over his Kendo forms, and shooting glares at the squirrels that keep eying him from the trees.*

[identity profile] psychic-labrat.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
*taking this quiet week as a chance to work on putting together his journal on the Manor, organizing all the information he's gotten from Hakuba and Mikami, or gathered himself, into a concise manner. He can be found in one of the rooms on the ground floor, absorbed in his work*
inordertobelieve: (Default)

[personal profile] inordertobelieve 2011-11-17 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mikami had been meaning to head to the court with a law book under his arm as he saw Charles, wondering if he should talk to him or not.
He was one of the few sane persons here -or seemed to be so far- so his company was pleasant, but then again, he didn't want to interrupt.]

[identity profile] psychic-labrat.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
*Charles felt him approach the room, so he patiently finishes his sentence and looks up with a smile*

You don't have to stand there you know, Mikami. I'm not busy.
inordertobelieve: (Pondering seriously. Omg Kira Porn)

[personal profile] inordertobelieve 2011-11-17 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, I just didn't know whether or not is was fine to interrupt you as I have nothing in particular to talk about.

[He steps in a bit. It was weird enough to just talk to people for the sake of talking, but here without real work, it appeared necessary to keep him sane]

[identity profile] psychic-labrat.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
It's more than okay. I enjoy small talk.

*he closes his journal, taking a drink of his coffee*

How have you been? A lot's happened since we spoke. *understatement*
inordertobelieve: (I disagree with this)

[personal profile] inordertobelieve 2011-11-17 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
I've... managed. Considering the nature of the Manor and the happenings that seems ot be about the highest positive reply.

[Mikami takes a seat as well]

What about you?

[identity profile] psychic-labrat.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
*a pause*

I've managed. *slight grin* I now know for certain what it's like to be beaten to death and I wish to never experience that again. *he seems to be taking that revelation rather well*
inordertobelieve: (You might be unrighteous)

[personal profile] inordertobelieve 2011-11-18 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mikami tenses up a bit and his facial expression hardens a bit at that last statement. Why did this have to happen? To one of the few good people he knew in here, too?]

How did it come to that?

[identity profile] psychic-labrat.livejournal.com 2011-11-23 08:17 am (UTC)(link)
*lightly* I crossed the wrong side of a monster *from my past* there. I felt terrible, a friend of mine had been there after it happened. He still won't leave me alone for more than a few hours at a time without assurances that I'll keep in touch.
inordertobelieve: (What would it take...)

[personal profile] inordertobelieve 2011-11-23 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm sorry. But it's good to hear that you have someone to help you through.

[There are good people in this place after all. While Mikami himself wouldn't open up to anybody, he still was glad to see that the others were at least looking out for their friends. It was what he wanted, some sort of support network in this place]

[identity profile] psychic-labrat.livejournal.com 2011-11-23 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Indeed. Where would any of us be without an ally in times of need?

*and yes, he still thinks you need more friendly human interaction Mikami. Workaholics are rarely healthy :|*
inordertobelieve: (Lifeless eyes in a dead world)

[personal profile] inordertobelieve 2011-11-26 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[The answer was: Right where he was now. It wasn't like Mikami had much assistance in his life, he'd been the assistance and help for others only. But not like he'd say any of that or even actively think about it]

It would be rather sad indeed.

[identity profile] aboruk-otiak.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
*for anyone that finds themselves on the roof, looking up at the roof, or even in the attic, Akito is doing cartwheels and other random acrobatics up there. He's testing the range of his limbs after the last few weeks' excitement*

[identity profile] furtum-est-vita.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
*Bela is stalking about the halls, writing down the names on people's doors in a small notebook, creating her own little map of the place with some honorable notes for interesting sounding rooms. She's not planning on stealing anything, but it doesn't hurt to be prepared.*
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[personal profile] theleader 2011-11-18 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[Rick sets his hat as he opens his door to step out, despite the fact that he has a few other outfits in his belongings, he's wearing his uniform.

He's more comfortable in it. Almost like a security blanket.. It's familiar in a place where nothing at all makes sense to him.

He stands a moment watching the woman scribbling notes just passed his door. Before he speaks up he tips the wide brim of his hat up slightly to offer a slightly better view of his face.]

Can I help you with somethin'?

[identity profile] furtum-est-vita.livejournal.com 2011-11-23 08:40 am (UTC)(link)
*she didn't pay much attention to him at first, so focused she was on creating her mental map, but as he spoke she turned to study him real quick.

Law man, southern-ish American if the hat and accent were anything to go by.

Adopting a sheepish, almost ditzy, smile, Bela settles her weight in what could only be considered a 'preppy' pose. Hip to one side, body tilted to draw attention to her waist and legs. She obviously came from money, and had the outfit to prove it on top of her somewhat entitled personality.*

Thank god, I was wondering if I'd ever actually see anyone in this place. You're a cop, right? Can you tell me where I am?
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[personal profile] theleader 2011-12-13 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[He gives a little smile, and a nod. He looks, but he doesn't look long. He's married, even if Lori isn't here, he's still married.]

Yes, ma'am. I am--or was a Deputy in Georgia. And you're at the Manor. Which as strange as it might sound is actually no where.
deeplymeaningless: ([fan] Humbly delighted and all blah blah)

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2011-11-17 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ryuutaro's sneaking into the kitchen, a bit disappointed to not find it empty. But well, it can't be helped. Either some food -at least a bit of simple rice was necessary- and company or being hungry. He choses the first one. Opening his fan he greets shortly before turning to a cupboard]

Good Morning.
deeplymeaningless: (Innocently shushing myself)

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2011-11-17 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[This isn't his business at all. He just wants some rice after all... but... what was this?]

What are you making, if I may ask?
deeplymeaningless: ([smirk] Gossip)

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2011-11-17 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh god, please no.]

No, thank you very much, but I think I'll pass.

[And survive.]
deeplymeaningless: ([fan] And this is why I'm awesome)

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2011-11-17 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
My name is Ryuutaro. It's a pleasure to meet you.

[Except that not, but whatever. Ryuutaro opens his fan again]

And yes, I appear to have been stuck here for quite a few months by now.

[And he didn't even mind greatly anymore...]
deeplymeaningless: ([smile] [smirk] Obligatory pose)

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2011-11-21 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe you're one of those fortunate enough to leave quickly...

But I'm afraid you shouldn't bet on it.
deeplymeaningless: ([whut] Who ordered this again?)

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2011-11-26 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[What was even up with people here and cooking? Either they seemed perfect at it or unable to do even the simplest things.]

Well, I wouldn't say it necessarily is.