4th Floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

Ranma had wanted to go sit out in a tree, but he actually had the sense to not let himself be alone after such a disaster of a trip. He spent the afternoon talking to a DUCK for goodness sake. That's more than enough of a sign that you need some people interaction. Then again... he really didn't know who to ask to do something with. So he went to the common room to se if he might be lucky enough to find some company there.

No one here yet. Maybe he'll lay on the couch and wait. Ooh.... that jet lag is really sinking in as soon as he sits down. No. He's not snoring loudly. Nope.

((Open of course, around alll day. Mun has no life.))

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[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad was scouring the common rooms, looking for free food, because he was lazy and, well, being lazy was okay when free food was so readily available.

When he encountered a snoring Ranma in on the fourth floor, he had to poke him. Had to. Because, dude. Snoring like that in a common room was just asking for pokes. Besides, he wanted to see how the trip and that whole curse thing went, so he could properly lament the lack of the cute female form officially.

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

Ranma opened his eyes, an saw Chad hanging over him, deja vu, he scooted to sittin up very fast. He hates being startled. Though he does have a manly scream, surprisingly. "Ah!"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Well, at least Chad didn't get a head to the nose this time, although he did rub his in recollection. For such a ditz, Orihime had one hard head.

"Morning," Chad waved.

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

"Is it morning already...?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Uh, no," Chad said with a grunt of a laugh. "Not quite."

"How did your trip go?"

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

Ranma's face fell considerably. "Horrible..."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad blinked; he looked as if he was actually showing an expression on his face, one of shock. "Really? What happened?"

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

".. I can never be cured... and even worse... Setsuna's cursed now too.. I knew it was a bad omen.. It's all my fault, now she has a curse worse than mine! I can't do anything right..."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Another blink. Chad had to make sure he got that right. "You couldn't get rid of your curse, and the girl you went with actually ended up getting one instead?"

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

He so upset that he can't help his last outburst being in Japanese. //I'm such a fucking screwup!//

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Uhhh....crap.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, //calm down, Ranma."// Chad held up his hands defensively and sat down on the couch beside him. It may have creaked a little under his weight. //"Look on the bright side. At least you're not dead."//

Yasutora Sado: Comforting Extrodinair.

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

He scowled, not really meaning it, he says it anyways. //Sometimes I wish I was.//

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad shrugged, then leaned back, stretching his arms up and then tucking them behind his head. //"Why? I've been to an afterlife before, you know. Same old crap goes on there as it does here."//

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

//So I ain't even gonna get a break after I bite it? Great.//

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

//"Ya might. It's only one version of the afterlife, after all. Maybe you'll get that whole hundred virgin package, or something."//

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

Ranma raised an eye at Chad and sorta laughed. He said some weird things. Ranma didn't really understand the guy most of the time but... he did make him smile. //You're sorta weird ya know?//

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad turned his head to look at Ranma. //"Am I? Why do you say that?"//

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

//I... guess I ain't sure.// He scratches his head. He wants to ask if any of those songs on that CD had any deeper meaning... or maybe that's just a product of focusing on it too much during a longgg plane ride. //I'm just... upset. If it was jus' that I couldn't be cured then it wouldn't be so bad... but 's cause she's hurt by it too now... I can't just... let it go. 's my fault now she has a horrible curse too...//

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad thought about what Ranma was saying for a moment; he wanted to ask what sort of curse she'd gotten, if it were the same as Ranma's, or something else, but he also knew that talking about things like that wasn't easy, and he didn't want to make Ranma any more depressed than he already was.

However, Chad knew of a solution to such a problem.

"Y'know what I think you need?"

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

"What..?" He's a little skeptical looking.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"A drink. Or two or seven. On me. C'mon. Nothing like a good drink to cure jetlag and a shitty trip."

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

"Well I..." he thought back to last time. This... could only end badly.. But... Chad had invited him. He blushes slightly and hopes Chad doesn't notice. "Sure..."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

//"Good,"// Chad said, clapping a hand on Ranma's shoulder for a moment before pulling himself up off the couch. "Grab your coat and let's vamanos (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/1103808.html?thread=48283072#t48283072)."

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

Ekk! Touching! Now he's really blushing. "H-Hai.."