Ushahin's Guide For Getting Along With Your Neighbors | Closed

[ushahin]

Who: Ushahin ushahin + the residents of House 1! (fortunefavored, verinumeri, skelebro, and ishotyouuu)
What: Ushahin invites himself over for dinner. Hilarity (or something?) ensues.
Where: Delight's Housing, House 1
When: 7/21
Warnings: Language, perhaps? Ushahin's mind-reading, probably.

Ushahin had woken up that morning and decided that he needed to get to know his neighbors better. No, really, that's about all the thought process he'd gone into before he'd made a pie and ended up on their doorstep as what passed for dusk in the cave approached. Their minds were most fascinating and the close proximity meant he kept getting snatches of random thoughts from the inhabitants of the house right next door to him. He'd never had neighbors before. Living in a castle was more like a miniature city.

So now he was doing the friendly thing. Plus, there was the possibility of getting a free dinner. He'd already introduced himself to three of the four and their relationship was best described as being...complicated. He knocked on the door until it was answered. "Good evening," he said politely to the one standing there. Without so much as a by-your-leave, he shouldered past him into the house. "I have brought a pie."

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[ushahin]

"The situation is very clear to me," he assures Wade, eyeing the gun with well-placed wariness. What a good guard dog he makes. For anyone else being threatened and clearly unwanted by the residents of this house, they might take this as a sign to leave. Ushahin, on the other hand, is determined to dig his heels in. He's not going to die today, not yet at any rate, and that's good enough for him.

He adjusts the shirt and cloak he's wearing, the fabric knocked askew when Wade had grabbed him. "Did it ever occur to you, gentlemen, that if I wanted to harm any of you, I could have done it anytime over the last month? Distance is of no concern to my powers. I've been next door the entire time and done nothing. Why would I now come in and willingly submit myself to a dangerous situation if harm was my intent?"

While their reasons for not trusting him are valid, and Ushahin knows better than anyone that he's not the nicest person to get along with, his intentions this evening had been purely friendly in nature.

[skelebro]

Hermann lays down the law, or the closest thing to it, and Sans watches placidly, hands buried in the pockets of his jacket. One of his eyesockets droops partway shut as the peace talk continues, his right socket parted lazily, as if he might start dozing at any second.

He's got a whole moral standpoint against killing in a general sense, even though it seems to him like human-types seem predisposed to indiscriminately do that to each other no matter what. Either way, he's a little bit relieved when Wade backs off. He'd hate to have to intervene on Ushahin's behalf. Really, he'd hate to intervene on anyone's behalf. Intervening is not what he does, strictly speaking. Ever.

Sans begins to laugh, a low, throaty chuckle.

"Not exactly selling yourself here, buddy," he says, as casual a tone as one might use to discuss the weather. "Just as a tip, it might be best if you start things off by listing your more redeeming qualities." And not by making a helpful sidebar of fyi, I totally could have hurt and/or killed you but I'm choosing not to out of the goodness of my heart.