[As the door is opened, there is indeed a lot of robots. Most are headless. Some have limbs torn off. Others are drowning in the piles of junk around the room, which have seem to have grown: bottles, party streamers, balloons, razor blades, glass, a bit of blood- it looked like someone partied hard.]
[In the middle of it all is Bel, who slides off the bed, more than a little wobbly and looking damn satisfied with himself.]
Yo~yo~
[He starts walking toward Yotsuya, his steps much more unstable than normal.]
[How could this room actually be more of a mess than usual? There are robots, though, which he supposes is a good thing. He's looking at all the... pieces, and only glancing at Bel's wobbling occasionally. It will be a chore to move these out of here, won't it, sigh.]
Don't call me that.
[Look at all this mess...] Did you raid that party?
[It's too bad that Yotsuya wasn't paying attention to Bel. Without any sort of warning, the prince wobbled over to him and quite literally attached himself to him in a very uncomfortable embrace. Half if it seems to be him clinging on for support.]
[Yotsuya stiffens at the sudden attachment. People touching him in general is on his list of objectionable things, especially when those people have tried to stab him in the throat before. He looks down at Bel, grimacing at the smell of blood.
Perhaps, this was a bad night to come back to the room.]
Now what do you want? I know you're not going to offer to help me carry these.
[Almost nuzzling against him, Bel rocked him back and forth drunkenly, still giggling and laughing the entire way. Man, was his cling tight for a guy much shorter than Yoyo.]
[Of course, this all was to serve as a distraction as one of his arms slid a knife coated with a local antiseptic and the party favor poison down to his leg stealthily.]
[Despite being a bit more drunk than his normal, careful actions would allowed, Bel had made sure to coat the knife with plenty of anesthesia- if anything, the only thing Yotsuya would feel was the feeling of the fabric being cut as Bel sliced the knife into his skin.]
[Of course, Bel was doing his best to distract from that by rocking him around, squeezing tight and generally disrespecting Yotsuya's personal bubble.]
[He is pretty distracted, and for some reason has decided that if Bel is as tipsy as he seems, he shouldn't suspect any sudden violence. But he has been wrong before. He's spending his attention on trying to resist this weird kind of hug thing, so by the time he feels the tug of his... pants... tearing? -- it's too late.
He has some time before the anesthetic takes effect, though-- enough time to sound indignant:]
You stabbed me!
[BECAUSE IT WAS A TOTAL SURPRISE GOOD JOB YOU SOLVED THE MYSTERY YOYO]
[Rather sloppily Bel pulls the knife away from his leg, dropping it on the floor with a clatter and not demanding for Yotsuya to pick it up. Yep. He's wasted.]
[At least the cut is just that? He made only enough of a wound to get the poison in- his uncoordinated movements would have made it hard to make anything deeper.]
[At this point, his uncomfortable cling to Yotsuya is to make sure he doesn't fall down.]
[With all the planning Bel put into this, he didn't take into account that perhaps clinging to something for support that was about to fall over wasn't the best idea.]
[Nor that it could fall onto him and pin his drunk ass to the ground.]
[It took him a while to wiggle from under him and to actually grab the paints, but don't worry Yoyo, you'll be a lovely shade in the morning ♥]
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[Text at hell'oclock in the morning/night after the party]
Date: 2012-08-31 06:17 pm (UTC)yoyo~~~~~~
shishishi yoyoooo
always texts
Date: 2012-08-31 06:19 pm (UTC)texts
Date: 2012-08-31 06:22 pm (UTC)text
Date: 2012-08-31 06:24 pm (UTC)What do you want
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Date: 2012-08-31 06:26 pm (UTC)~~~~~
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Date: 2012-08-31 06:27 pm (UTC)text
Date: 2012-08-31 06:29 pm (UTC)kys not broken
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Date: 2012-08-31 06:32 pm (UTC)text
Date: 2012-08-31 06:34 pm (UTC)text → action!
Date: 2012-08-31 06:50 pm (UTC)Don't go anywhere
[And so, Yotsuya loosed himself from his pile of junk in the coat closet and made his way up to the illustrious infamous room 109.
He enters the room quietly, because it is spookier that way (and also because it's ass o'clock in the morning).]
action!
Date: 2012-08-31 07:02 pm (UTC)[In the middle of it all is Bel, who slides off the bed, more than a little wobbly and looking damn satisfied with himself.]
Yo~yo~
[He starts walking toward Yotsuya, his steps much more unstable than normal.]
action
Date: 2012-08-31 07:08 pm (UTC)Don't call me that.
[Look at all this mess...] Did you raid that party?
action
Date: 2012-08-31 07:16 pm (UTC)[It's too bad that Yotsuya wasn't paying attention to Bel. Without any sort of warning, the prince wobbled over to him and quite literally attached himself to him in a very uncomfortable embrace. Half if it seems to be him clinging on for support.]
[He stinks of alcohol and...blood?]
May~be~ I did.
action
Date: 2012-08-31 07:23 pm (UTC)Perhaps, this was a bad night to come back to the room.]
Now what do you want? I know you're not going to offer to help me carry these.
action
Date: 2012-08-31 07:30 pm (UTC)[Almost nuzzling against him, Bel rocked him back and forth drunkenly, still giggling and laughing the entire way. Man, was his cling tight for a guy much shorter than Yoyo.]
[Of course, this all was to serve as a distraction as one of his arms slid a knife coated with a local antiseptic and the party favor poison down to his leg stealthily.]
action
Date: 2012-08-31 08:23 pm (UTC)Stuck in this uncomfortable embrace and very busy rolling his eyes, Yotsuya doesn't suspect a thing!]
I only came up here for the robots.
action
Date: 2012-08-31 09:42 pm (UTC)[Of course, Bel was doing his best to distract from that by rocking him around, squeezing tight and generally disrespecting Yotsuya's personal bubble.]
You'll get 'em, Yoyo~ Shi.... Just relaaaax~
action
Date: 2012-09-01 12:38 am (UTC)He has some time before the anesthetic takes effect, though-- enough time to sound indignant:]
You stabbed me!
[BECAUSE IT WAS A TOTAL SURPRISE GOOD JOB YOU SOLVED THE MYSTERY YOYO]
action
Date: 2012-09-01 01:31 am (UTC)[At least the cut is just that? He made only enough of a wound to get the poison in- his uncoordinated movements would have made it hard to make anything deeper.]
[At this point, his uncomfortable cling to Yotsuya is to make sure he doesn't fall down.]
Ushishishishi~! Bin...go!
[CURSE YOU MEDDLING HOBO]
action
Date: 2012-09-01 04:13 pm (UTC)The cut being shallow just makes it annoying (and it stings a little, tragedy), so he tries to wriggle around and get Bel off of him-]
I didn't agree to stabbing!
[Unfair trade, to be quite honest. Stabbing and snacks are completely different things and wow, did the room just spin a little? Wh....at...
That's probably Not Good.]
What... did you do...
action
Date: 2012-09-01 06:21 pm (UTC)[His drunken giggles are becoming more maniac, more threatening rather than happy.]
[He's not letting go, even in this state. A prince wouldn't let himself fall down...!!!]
Don't worry about it, Yoyo. Night night~
[That was probably Not Good as well.]
action
Date: 2012-09-01 06:26 pm (UTC)You... suck.
[Bel can cling all he wants to stay up, but it's not going to do much good in a second when Yotsuya passes the hell out. OOPS THERE HE GOES
TIMBER]
action
Date: 2012-09-01 06:36 pm (UTC)[With all the planning Bel put into this, he didn't take into account that perhaps clinging to something for support that was about to fall over wasn't the best idea.]
[Nor that it could fall onto him and pin his drunk ass to the ground.]
[It took him a while to wiggle from under him and to actually grab the paints, but don't worry Yoyo, you'll be a lovely shade in the morning ♥]