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Who: Hajime Aikawa, Jackson Isaka, and any other unfortunate patrons of this Denny's.
What: Jack's been stuck as a horrible birdmonster for too long and wants to go out to do things. Hajime won't let him go alone. Somehow, they end up at Denny's.
When: The evening of May 10 at some ungodly hour.
Where: A random Denny's in Locke.

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Hajime thought this was a terrible idea. Sure, he could understand Jack's desire to get out and back into the world better than most, but that didn't mean it wasn't a bad idea at heart. And at least when he'd gone through the same thing, he'd gone on a quiet 2 AM run on his own and kept away from people. This was a bit different.

He was in his own bugmonster form now, the better to accompany Jack's birdmonster form. Couldn't drag his human identity into this. Besides, the public at least kind of knew the Lord of the Bugmen. That didn't mean they were expecting the Lord of the Bugmen and some birdman friend to waltz into that Denny's at...well, Hajime wasn't sure of the time, save that it was very late and he could only give quiet thanks that Jack hadn't wanted to go out in the daytime.

Hajime tried to play it as casual as possible. "Greetings, human," he said to the dumbfounded hostess. It couldn't hurt to stay in character as the Lord of the Bugmen, right? "We need a table for two." Nothing at all unusual about this, just a couple of guys out for some Denny's. Surely they'd seen weirder at this Denny's during Locke City's science fiction conventions.

"J-just a moment," the hostess stammered, staring in disbelief at the pair of them. They weren't paying her enough for this. "I...need to see if we've got a table ready."

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So there are two monster men attempting to have a normal meal at Denny's. One is a peacock man, and the other is a bug man. They're probably from the network; one of them is even recognizable from a TV interview following Wise Snake's defeat. Bother them?

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Lucas arrives at the Denny's at the head of a crowd, his face ruddy with illicit alcohol. Half of the people in his party disappear before even coming in, having seen something freaky through the window and not wanting to be part of it. The other half shout and murmur, and as Lucas spots the two strange creatures... Well, they're people, probably... he considers for a moment following his fellow partygoers.

But he wants pancakes, and why not come in? He's on the network too, now. It's not that the people he's with are cowards so much as they're other underage drinkers who are too smart to get mixed up in something unpleasant that might get them breathalyzed. He saunters up to the table after they all clear out, eyeing the two of them.

He doesn't even ask to be seated yet, just beams down at the two of them. "Hey guys. How's it goin'?" The casual lope of his shoulders and the slight stumble in his step make it clear enough that he's drunk.

Hajime supposes he should not be surprised to run into a drunken teenager late at night at a Denny's, but he is surprised that this one's brave enough to approach the booth occupied by the Lord of the Bugmen and the High King of the Avians. He looks Lucas up and down and does not seem impressed, because let's face it--it's difficult to be impressed with a drunken teenager making bad decisions. "Well enough. And yourself, human?"

"Pfffhhh." He likes the way it sounds, so he repeats himself. "Pffffffffhhhhhh!!!"

"C'mon guys, I'm on the network, too. I'm not gonna out you but like, you probably started out as humans too, so don't go all formal on me and stuff..." He leans on the partition between the booths. "I mean, otherwise why would I be here? Except that I want pancakes."

He swings his gaze around the room dizzily. "Eh, pancakes can wait. Not gonna lie, I'm jealous, cos I haven't even gotten powers yet."

Jack was just keeping a wary eye on this teenager (a perfectly normal head-mounted one, not the weird one in his chest), very carefully trying to drink his cup of coffee with a mouth that was not designed for coffee drinking. He was just going to let Hajime field this one... until the kid started blabbing about the network. Then he lowers the cup of coffee and speaks.

"We came for pancakes, as well." Well. He did. Hajime came because the family that makes poor life choices together stays together. Or something. "Don't be too jealous, or you might wake up one morning looking like this." It wasn't an outright confirmation of the whole network thing, but hopefully it was close enough to one for the drunk kid to get.

"It is as the humans say. Be careful what you wish for." And Hajime was just going to try to drink a little bit of his coffee, albeit carefully because he had no lips and was prone to dribbling it everywhere otherwise.

He frowns. "So you guys are stuck like this now?" He gets down to his knees and crosses his arms on the table, looking up at the two monstrous creatures. "Like, forever?"

He gives them a little sympathetic moue. "I guess there's more to this whole thing than I thought."

"Hopefully not." The words were out of character with the whole High King of the Avians stupidity, but boy did he ever mean them. And then he attempted another sip of coffee, wound up splashing more of it on himself than actually getting it in his mouth, and snatched irritably for some napkins.

"There's always hope." Hajime was just pleased he'd dribbled less coffee all over himself than Jack. He might have said that he wasn't stuck, but that felt like it would be rubbing it in for poor Jack. "But in the meantime, we have pancakes." Or Jack did. He hadn't ordered any.

"Do you guys wanna straw for that? I could totally get you guys some straws. Even if you don't have lips, you can curl your tongue around and make a seal or whatever." He crouches down and crosses his arms on the table between them, clumsily.

"Oh man pancakes. I gotta get some. I need pancakes." He resists the urge to roll around on the floor. It's dirty, and all. "I guess I should get seated and stop bothering you guys." Pancakes are no fun alone, but he doesn't really want to cramp their animal monster style or anything. Maybe he'll get them to go and eat them on his way home.

"I tried the straw. It's not much better." This is the second cup of coffee, the first having been partially drank with a straw... hot beverages and thin plastic don't play very nicely. But he's going to try, after dabbing away the splashed coffee, to very carefully take another drink... only to be interrupted by all that sprawling.

"....do you mind? What are you doing? Who are you, anyway?"

"And the Lord of the Bugmen does not use straws." Hajime carefully scoots his plate of bacon away from the sprawling teenager. That is his bacon, thank you very much. The Lord of the Bugmen does not share his bacon. "How much have you had to drink?"

"Huh? I'm Lucas, nice to meet you." The phrase comes out by rote. He usually doesn't use his last name when he's wasted... Probably best not to be recognized.

The bacon escapes. He's not gonna go after it or anything, but it's probably best to get it away from his flailing limbs. He looks up at the bugman. "Uh, I dunno. Like... Some beers and a few cocktails or whatever. Oh, and someone brought smirnoffs so I had one of those but I had to be drunk to drink them cos they're gross."

He shrugs. "Sorry about your straw difficulties or whatever. Maybe, uh. Man, I dunno. That really does suck, though..." He's not articulating his sympathy very well. "I guess people chose to be kind of monstery in my past life or whatever, but I don't think you guys did, so that sucks."

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