terlibra: (You're fascinating)
Philip ([personal profile] terlibra) wrote in [community profile] dinohouse2012-06-16 08:05 pm

Snagged shamelessly from Bakerstreet.

Roommates meme!

SINGLE WHITE FEMALE - Wow, college is going to be so fun! My roommate and I get along really well, Mom, you should hear all about it! We like the same music and movies and celebrities and...well, she's a bit obsessive, she got her hair cut and dyed like mine and keeps going on and on about how she wants contacts the same color as my eyes, but she's really nice! She just got in, I'll call you later, bye Mom! (TL;DR - You have a roommate who wants to be you. Have fun)

I DON'T GIVE A DAMN WHAT YOU THINK - He could not be more aggravating. Blaring music you think is shit, never taking out the trash, pissing on the floor when he's drunk and not even cleaning it up, bringing over people you can't stand at all hours of the day and night and now what? You cleaned all the dishes in the house and he had to have a bowl of cereal. A bowl he didn't even bother to rinse out. Time for some conflict of the YELLING REALLY LOUDLY!!!! kind.

STAR-CROSSED LOVERS - Obligatory sex option. You've been roommates for a while, but recently those furtive glances have been returned, they put their hand over yours when reaching for the coffee pot, and if something doesn't happen soon, you're going to end up a crying mess or flouncing out to get some poon elsewhere in frustration. Are you going to mesh well, or are you going to find out there's condoms in the house and have to make a trip to the gas station at two in the morning and deal with the worker staring at you as you buy XXLarge condoms?

BURY ME WITH IT - Your roommate is dying. Maybe they came home with a fatal diagnosis and can't help but spill. Maybe you watched them rescue a child from getting hit by a car and heard the thunk of their back breaking beneath ridiculously large tires. Console, comfort, hear their last words, tears and sorrow and a whole bucket load of angst.

HAN SOLO IS GAY - Technology is fun. You roommate takes it too far. Fight to the death. Offender may bring up that he wouldn't be able to do it if his roomie wasn't dumbass enough to leave his laptop laying around in the first place. Offender may have stolen it for the evulz. You never sent this text...

WILDCARD - seriously do whatever you want anon suggested it HERE IT IS

Post with character/universe and the person who replies to you is your new, exciting roommate! (With issues.)
hakaseheart: (Mechanic Doc)

[personal profile] hakaseheart 2012-06-18 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
I grin - I can't help it this time, and it seems safe enough to be actually friendly instead of just faking it. "You have to be," I say as I pull my legs back in and fold them under me. "If you can't read between the lines, the E.F. has no use for you. And if you can't read between those lines and know when to keep your mouth shut, nobody will even notice you're missing."

It's a joke that's bandied about quite a bit, but that's mainly because we know it's true. I know Joe's department is a little less lethal, but that's mainly because they can always be demoted to canon fodder. In theory, at least.
gibken: ([canon] smirky)

[personal profile] gibken 2012-06-18 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
His smile is genuine. I can't clearly remember the last time I saw a real smile like that.

Well, that's a lie. I could, theoretically, remember it perfectly. I choose not to, to keep my past cleanly divided from my present.

"You're spies, then." It's a gamble, being so blunt, but he seems to be alright with plain and straightforward talk.

"Definitely not the place for everyone."

I'm still a little surprised he doesn't automatically know who I am, or at least know of me in an existential sort of way. Unless he does, and he's just very crafty about not letting on. It occurs to me that we might be sharing quarters specifically because of his rank and position, and it's possible relation to my history.

Not that I care. I've left it behind.
hakaseheart: (Don Toying)

[personal profile] hakaseheart 2012-06-18 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, now I remember. His face hadn't been shared - he probably flies under the radar more than he thinks he does - but my memory's finally caught up and the nagging in the back of my head disappears.

I shrug a bit at his blatant labeling. "In a way, yes. I'd probably go as far as to say we're as much spies as you're mindless thugs." I give him a small wink to let him know I'm poking fun.

I'd brought it up before as a friendly gesture, but now I really am itching to go a round against him. I've been in plenty of combat simulations, and a few supervised incidents, but I'm curious to see how someone like me would actually fare against another Zangyack. You never know who you'll end up fighting in this job, after all.
gibken: ([canon] joe smile)

[personal profile] gibken 2012-06-18 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
I find myself watching his face more and more as he relaxes around me. It's... nice, though I'd never admit it aloud. Everyone ranked above me tends to look down on me, everyone below me is perpetually afraid for some reason. And, well, those who share my rank are as bloodthirsty a lot as Zangyack has to offer. That's why we've got as far as we have with our skins intact.

But this, this is entirely different. And I find I don't care a bit whether it's some kind of ridiculous test or something. If he can relax, I can relax too.

I answer his wink with an approving nod of my head. "That we are."
hakaseheart: (Done Default)

[personal profile] hakaseheart 2012-06-18 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not even sure if he's joking or not, and I love it. A playful soldier, who ever would have guessed?

But even more so, I'm curious about him. My brain is digging through the scraps of his history I've retained, trying to sort them alongside this roommate I've suddenly found myself with. Somehow I figured he would have been a bit more straight-laced, or at the very least, angsty.

"My first teacher always taught us that nobody is who they look like at first sight," I say carefully, thinking back to the orphanage and the ex-soldier whose job it was to find potential Zangyack recruits. "I can't assume anything about anybody - that'll just get me killed, you know?"
gibken: ([canon] smirky)

[personal profile] gibken 2012-06-18 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not dense enough not to notice that he's examining me as easily and carefully as I'm examining him.

Fair enough.

I chuckle softly. "It's good advice for anyone in Zangyack." I admit. Probably why I'd never bothered to put too much thought into E.F. "Too much guesswork isn't smart, after all."
hakaseheart: (Don Toying)

[personal profile] hakaseheart 2012-06-18 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nope," I reply with a smile. Hrm. No reaction. Maybe I'll try a different angle.

"You don't get far in the E.F. without somebody showing you the ropes, though." Sure, we had basic training, and some group lessons, but nobody made it further without some one-on-one with someone who actually knew what they were doing. "Is it like that for you guys, too?"
gibken: ([canon] massive eyeroll)

[personal profile] gibken 2012-06-18 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Is he... toying with me?

I should have anticipated this. When have I ever been put in one-on-one situations where I wasn't expected to make some kind of show? Never, is the answer, but I'm fairly certain I'm not supposed to kill him. So I'm not sure what he wants from me.

Well, I can guess. But it's something I try not to talk about.

"You don't need someone, if that's what you mean. As long as you can keep yourself alive, you can maintain, sometimes even climb a few rungs, theoretically speaking." I smirk. I'm pretty sure now that he knows who I am, or at least a part of my story. "I had a superior who took me under his wing for a while. It... didn't work out."
hakaseheart: (Don Relaxing)

[personal profile] hakaseheart 2012-06-18 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
I nod slowly, making sure to keep my expression interested, yet neutral. Time to veer away from the target. "Oi, climbing the ladder," I groan, spreading my legs back out and flopping over onto the pillow at the head of my bed. "If only it really was as easy as passing a few tests and bang! There you are, where you want to be."

I shift my head over to meet his eyes again, then roll mine. "But nope. Step by step of the way, you've got to please somebody somewhere. Nothing's truly fair around here, you know? Everyone's watching over everyone. Can't hardly even relax."
gibken: ([canon] self deprecation)

[personal profile] gibken 2012-06-19 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
He changes the direction of the conversation as easily as he started it. I scoff a little. Politics, again, it seems like it's all politics with him, and I'm starting to think that maybe I'm being just a little bit paranoid in assuming this is some kind of test.

"That's military." I point out. "I figured we all knew what we were getting into from the start. Follow orders, do what you're told, attention, at ease..." And he's right. There's always someone to please. It's an Empire, after all, not a Republic. There's only so far we can get before we plateau, being not a part of the Imperial family.
hakaseheart: (Doc Smudged)

[personal profile] hakaseheart 2012-06-19 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
"True enough." We all knew what we were getting into. I just knew I had to aspire for something a little more, or I wasn't going to last long. By my hand or theirs.

I chuckle to myself for a moment, and catch Joe's eye. "All this from underwear," I point out, referring back to the beginning of our conversation.
gibken: ([canon] self deprecation)

[personal profile] gibken 2012-06-19 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
I wonder how he can be so... pleasant. I might even hazard a guess at chipper. It can't simply be the difference between typical navy and the fabled Elite Forces. It has to be something else.

Maybe it's just something about him.

He wouldn't be the first.

I take a sharp breath to distract myself from a momentary spike of pain behind my ear. I try not to let the pain show on my face, and instead smirk at him. "Funny how that works."
hakaseheart: (Don Toying)

[personal profile] hakaseheart 2012-06-19 12:15 pm (UTC)(link)
He inhales oddly, and even though he hides it I can still note that something was wrong there. Even as he smirks, I can see a faint slowness of facial muscle indicating that he's forcing the expression.

Interesting.

"The huge, intricate web that is conversation," I agree, closing my eyes to chuckle for a moment. I'm paying every bit of attention I can spare, but I don't want to look like I am. That hadn't been an intended trigger, after all. "But you seem like a good guy, Joe Gibken."

I give a wink and a smile. "Even if I had to use underwear to get to know you."
gibken: ([canon] humph)

[personal profile] gibken 2012-06-20 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
I shake my head a bit when he closes his eyes, trying to set my head back in order before he catches me at it. It's nothing, it's no real trouble at all, but it's not something I'm ready nor willing to discuss. With anyone.

"Same to you, Don Dogoier." I smirk a little with a shrug. "Despite the underwear."

I shift towards the edge of my bed, stretching my legs out and considering finding a decently sized room to do some training in. Free time is still such a nebulous and often useless part of my day.
hakaseheart: (Don Relaxing)

[personal profile] hakaseheart 2012-06-20 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
I can see the restlessness as he stretches out on his bed, and I roll over on my back to stare up at our drab ceiling.

We don't have to have all the conversations now. We'll at least have some time to talk further, and probably a lot of it.

All I know is that when I get the chance next, I'll be heading to the E.F. archives and doing a bit more digging. I find myself wanting to know a good deal more about my new roommate.