stoicperfection: (attatching the missles)
The Perfect Soldier ([personal profile] stoicperfection) wrote in [community profile] castleinthemist2012-03-19 12:12 am

02 - [open]

Heero was hunched over a table, a dissembled pistol lay in pieces on top of the table in the common area. There wasn't much light to work by, given the time of day he was working, but he knew the mechanics of a gun like the back of his hand. Fixing the jam would be no problem and it needed a good cleaning anyway.

It had been days since the last time Heero had slept. With the nightmares and things everyone were experiencing, he wasn't going to take a chance and be forced to go through the same. Nightmares drawn up from memories were the last thing he wanted to experience, especially since he was now sharing a room with two other people. For the time being he flat out refused to sleep, using every bit of his training to stay awake and finding things to do. Exploring, tinkering with a pistol, training, and other things. However, it was getting to the point that pretty soon he was going to have to nod off for a bit. He couldn't keep going at this rate.

Occasionally he stopped, lifting his head and looking around the common room for other people. After being attacked and having Duo nearly try to kill him, he was on a heightened guard. No one was awake, but that didn't mean the shadows wouldn't come back for him. Hell, maybe his attacker would like to go for a second try with him. 


((ooc: It's the middle of the night and Heero is busy maintaining a weapon. Feel free to sit with and bother him.))
tophbeifong: (no effing way)

[personal profile] tophbeifong 2012-03-24 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Sokka's out of commission until his broken leg decides to finally heal. He's better at planning and stuff, so when he gets better, we'll be a lot better organized," she told Heero. Clearly she had a lot of faith in the boy's abilities.

She began thinking of all the others, and what roles could be assigned to them.

Singing robots? Well, one could sew, obviously. She wondered if they could cook... There were assassins. Those were clearly valuable. Uuuh, she wasn't totally sure who else or what else they had on their hands to get through this situation. But then, she did think of another, and cocked a confused face at Heero.

"... what would we do with a ghost around here?"

tophbeifong: (sleepy)

[personal profile] tophbeifong 2012-03-25 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Sewing was good. Everyone needed clothing, right? And if they could cook, even better. As long as they could contribute, Toph didn't mind doing their share of other things around the castle. But someone who couldn't get out of bed because they weren't feeling cheery enough? Pfft.

Send a ghost scouting? She supposed that could work well enough.

"That sounds good, I guess."

She covered her mouth to hide a yawn.
tophbeifong: (sleepy)

[personal profile] tophbeifong 2012-03-26 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
She finished off the yawn- the rather persistent yawn- with a shake of her head, slouching against the table.

"I don't want to wake up Ratchet and Quatre. I'll sleep out here. I've done it before. The courtyard has softer ground so I might go there instead."

But thanks for the offer.