I know, won't forget

[wounds]

Who: Genos and YOU
What: Dealing with Cyborg eyes!
When: December 6, all day
Where: MANTICORE's penthouse, Pride HQ, various bars
Warnings: Foul language?

>MANTICORE penthouse, 8 am

[Genos has always woken up early. He's not sure why exactly he does, but changing a sleep schedule is a tricky business.

So he wakes up, pads his way over to a bathroom and catches his reflection in the mirror. His eyes are completely different, gold irises instead of blue, and completely black sclera.

Are they glowing?]

WHAT THE FUCK?! 

>Pride HQ, 4 PM

[Eventually he calms down. Eventually he just doesn't want to be in their penthouse. So he grabs a pair of sunglasses and pushes them on.

Except they don't exactly block out the glow of his eyes.

He grits his teeth and just shoves past whoever's in the way of him and getting out of the building.]

Sorry.

[He sounds more distracted and distressed than sorry.] 

>Various bars, throughout the night

[He makes it out onto the streets and he starts hitting up bars. Alcohol does nothing for him, but being out of HQ is comforting.

Except he keeps getting pictures taken, and on any other day he'd be willing to pose for them. But today has been stressful and all he wants is some time alone, which is why he keeps hopping from bar to bar.

And it's dark enough now that the sunglasses look stupid, but if he takes them off he'll have to explain the bright glow of them- which is only barely masked by the glasses in the first place.]

Comments

8 AM

[sharktrash]

[ Obviously, Squalo is up by then. Or maybe he didn't even go to sleep and spent most of the night cooped up in the kitchen and obsessively muttering and humming under his nose while writing down notes, that sounds like him. ]

[ Anyway, he hears the horrified scream, so he drops everything and makes his way to the bathroom from which he thinks the familiar voice came from. Which also means he kicks the doors in, sorry. ]

WHAT IS IT?!

[wounds]

[At this point Genos probably wouldn't have minded their band practicing a room away- just so long as there was a distraction.

He looks over, gold irises seem to be scanning- not that Genos can understand the information it's trying to provide. But they seem to shift in a way that's completely unnatural.]

I'm not dreaming, am I?

[sharktrash]

[ Squalo doesn't get what the hell happened for a few moments, so he glances at Genos's face with a bit of confusion -- and steps back. ]

Whoa. Whoa, shit. Did you sleep with your contacts in?

[wounds]

What? I don't have contacts like these.

[Why would he even have these contacts?]

[sharktrash]

[ KEEPS STARING SORRY. ]

Can you... see?

[ slowly waves a hand in front of his face, still looking stricken. ]

Through the night

[gunslingerqueen]

[Nariko wasn't at the first bar that Genos hit up, nor was she at the second or third, which certainly breaks up that old saying about very specific charms. No, she's at the fourth and doesn't even notice him at first because she's mostly attempting to meet new people, she's got her own shit going on. But it's a small place and he's an easy guy to recognize, glasses or not.]

Genos.

[She comes right up to his side, head tilted curiously.] I never imagined you were a nightlife kind of guy.

[wounds]

[It's Nariko- he'll shove the glasses a little closer to his eyes, hoping they'll block out the glow.]

You didn't? I come out every once in a while when I need to get out. [There are at least a few articles and pictures of him at bars.]

[gunslingerqueen]

[Hey, she's not the most observant and the last few days have been ... The last thing she's wanted to do is indulge in her usual social media upkeep.]

You'd better start inviting me to come with you from now on, then!

[None of her bandmates are really the type and those that are might spend too much time fretting over her activities. She goes ahead and takes a seat beside him, and taps just under her own eye.] What's with the 'I Wear My Sunglasses At Night' routine?

[Subtlety isn't her jam, okay.]

[wounds]

Only if you do the same.

[Erk, he doesn't have a great made up reason for it.]

I figured I could avoid some photos this way. [He shrugs!]

4 PM

[nandemonai]

[Molly is just entering Pride HQ to drop off some music. she's been wanting to talk to her manager about composing some songs for System Crash. she doesn't expect to nearly be run over by a certain member of MANTICORE]

Ah!

[he apologizes, but her music goes flying everywhere. Molly turns around to his retreating back to reprimand him when she notices that he looks familiar]

Genos?

[wounds]

[He doesn't care about her, he doesn't want to be here--

No that's a complete lie.]

Sorry, Molly.

[He turns back and starts picking up her papers, but not before shoving the glasses back up, trying to make sure they don't reveal a sliver of his eyes.]

[nandemonai]

[oh! he remembers her! Molly sighs, head bowed as she works on gathering up the music. she has the tiniest crush on Genos and she's already forgiven him for running into her]

You must be in a hurry. [her eyes flick up to him. the sunglasses don't seem out of place at all. lots of the people at Pride HQ wear sunglasses, even inside sometimes!]

[wounds]

I just wanted to get out for a while.

[Since it's one of their off days and breaks are healthy for any kind of work.

He'll gather up most of the papers- music?]

Composing something?

4pm

[dishevelment]

[Koumei only just manages to stay on his feet and keep the paper bags that he's holding intact as Genos roughly pushed passed him in the hallway.]

--Whoa!

Genos?

[Regardless of his current task, Koumei made to follow him.]

What's the hurry? Is something on fire?

[Knowing MANTICORE, he didn't doubt it.]

[wounds]

[There's a moment where he wants to say yes, but none of the fire alarms have gone off. And if any of MANTICORE burns anything he wasn't there and thus isn't responsible.]

Not that I know about.

[He'll continue out the door if Koumei doesn't stop him.]

[dishevelment]

Then, Genos--

[Koumei reached out to grab the other man's arm.]

What's the hurry?

[wounds]

I just... I just want to be outside HQ for a while.

[The glasses start to slide down, but he tries to push them up before the glowing gold can be seen.]

Penthouse!

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Put your pants back on!

[Ah, band banter. Yelling something back at someone who's too loud is pretty much one of Jecht's 'lovable' habits, and he does it out of reflex from the common rooms without noticing the actual alarm in Genos's voice.]

[wounds]

My pants are on!

[He's not leaving the bathroom. He needs to take this in for a while.]

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Then stop worrying your dick fell off! It's in your damn pants!

[Jecht is the most helpful bandmate.]

[wounds]

Not what I'm worried about!

[Gold irises that are... moving? He feels like they're moving and trying to tell him something, but damn if he knows what it's supposed to be.]

Bar time

[iitrebel]

[Artolo is trying to drown his own issues in alcohol too, although they're not nearly as pressing as Genos'. As CoT's percussionist, he doesn't really get as much bothering as some of his bandmates do. So he's generally ignored when he goes out like this.]

[This allows him a nice view of something, and he slides up to the blond's side at the bar.]

Hey. Knock knock.

[...Is he really opening like this, jfc]

[wounds]

[It's hard to really see Genos' expression through the aviators, but he doesn't look that amused.]

That's how you start?

[iitrebel]

Shut up and answer the joke, dumbass.

[wounds]

What's in it for me?

[Is he joking? Is he serious?

The world may never know.]