10/15 - get a job you losers

[kokuyoyo]

Who: Chikusa and anyone who responds to his post
What: Chikusa needs free labor. And this is for a good cause. Mingle log!
When: October 15th
Where: The Hsieh Center, a shopping and art center in Centrium, and, more specifically, the makings of the Lazarus Bell Cafe

Really, the Hsieh Center is a beautiful work of art made into a building. While the outside is as colorful and plant-filled as just abut anything in Eddan (especially the art hub that is Centrium), it's inside that truly signs. Unlike some other buildings with simple floors, the center has a hollow center where you can go to the top floor, look down over the railing, and see the bottom. While everywhere in Eddan is obsessed with vegetation, it really shows here.

So why come to this place?

Well... Chikusa has an idea.

He's already worked with the school for the necessary approval and how funding would work, but the Lazarus Bell Cafe in its current state isn't fit for business just yet. Oh, it's clean, but there's nothing in it, yet. At least, besides machinery that had been left behind because it would have been to much of a pain to take it out of the walls. While some furniture and paltns to start with are being brought up, well...

Yeah. Chikusa doesn't want to do all this work himself.

Anyone who follows the signs that have been set up from the ground floor up that direct any "Green Valley volunteers" signs (small sheep drawn at the very bottom corner of them) will find themselves up at the cafe... and immediately being put to work. There's a lot to set up and make sure on cleanliness, from the bottom floors and some of the plants besides the main trees to the higher up levels including the staff area.

No wonder Chikusa didn't want to deal with this himself.

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[kokuyoyo]

With each step she takes further into the room, that's more movement Chikusa makes away from her. At first it's just getting onto his feet and out of the bed, but soon enough it's him attempting to maneuver around the room so that he's not cornered.

Her question earns a blank stare, and his silence is probably telling enough even before he speaks.

"....Maybe."

And he tries to make a break for the door.

[singlefaith]

In spite of her advancement into the room and his edging, though, Ran is still closer -- and she's fast. She's had her eye on him ever since he started edging away, and when he makes a break for it, it's no surprise at all.

Thus as he lunges for the door, he'll find himself snagged, tugged sharply backward by the collar. "Chikusa-san."

He's not getting out of this that easily.

[kokuyoyo]

For all that he knew it wouldn't be that easy... Chikusa is still a bit disappointed when there's a snag at the back of his shirt and he jerks. Grimacing, he does the only thing he can think of:

He tries to wiggle out of his shirt as fast as he can before she can catch wise.

It's fine if he runs around without a shirt. Surely he's done more shameful things in his life.

[singlefaith]

It almost works. He's almost out when she realizes exactly what he's doing and grabs his arm instead, bracing her feet.

"Mou. It'd be easier if you just did it, you know!"

He doesn't have to be so impossible about it. He's almost worse than Conan.

"Will you just hold still already?!"

[kokuyoyo]

Ask, and ye shall receive. As Ran digs her fingers into his arm, Chikusa does some quick calculations. It doesn't seem like he'll be able to get out of it with some slippery maneuvers, and it would be too much effort to try fighting, so....

Chikusa goes completely and utterly limp in her grasp. In fact, if she's not careful, he'll just straight up hit the ground.

[singlefaith]

Yelp! Ran did not expect the sudden weight, and so when Chikusa goes limp, he indeed hits the ground -- with her landing on top of him.

[kokuyoyo]

A grunt puffs out of him- two do, in fact. One as he hits the ground, and one as Ran follows after him. After that, he just.... stays there, with his limbs sprawled out.

Leave him here to die.

[singlefaith]

At first she worries that she's really hurt him with him face down and prone like that. (She herself is unhurt; he was nice enough to break her fall.) Recovering from the suddenness of the fall, realizing exactly where she is, she makes a startled sound and scrambles off.

But when he stays still . . .

". . . Chikusa-san?"

[kokuyoyo]

"No."

It's quite muffled, but there's no denying the answer. He refuses. He's going to lay here, as is his right, and jus refuse all attempts at getting him to move. This is his stand.

....Or whatever.

[singlefaith]

Actually, she was asking if he was still alive, thank you. Does that mean he isn't?

As he intones "no," though, he eliminates any hope of pity -- and reignites the irritation. With a heave, she sends him flipping to his back. Planting a hand on either side of his head, she glares into his face.

"This was your idea. If you can't even be bothered to take a role in it, what's the point?"

[kokuyoyo]

He wishes he wasn't right now.

Grumbling as he's flipped around, Chikusa doesn't bother to fight her anymore, and simply stares at a space above one of her eyebrows. There's really no escape from this, is there?

"I have been taking a role in this. I've been taking a role for weeks now..."

[singlefaith]

. . . Fine. She'll give him a point for that.

Even if she's pretty annoyed that he's not even looking her in the eyes.

"This is still your project. That doesn't mean you can just lie around up here while everyone else works. It's rude,, and not respectful to the people who came to help."

[kokuyoyo]

Oh boy. Has he not been giving off a strong enough impression that he's rude? Chikusa faintly wonders how to fix that.

Saying that out loud would probably be an issue, however. "So what do you think I'm supposed to do?" is what he goes with instead. It.... seems the most appeasing, even if his tone stays the same.

[singlefaith]

"Go down and help everyone else!" The answer really should be obvious here.

Does she need to get Makoto?

[kokuyoyo]

Nooooooo, not Makoto. Still, Chikusa huffs out a long and deep sigh.

"Will you get off of me if I do...?" It's going to be a little difficult to do anything otherwise.