Drift Fleet // Canon

[theboogieman]

[in the early morning, when everyone's drunken shenanigans seem to be winding down into deep conversations and borderline sleep, Zhas takes Coil by the arm and drags him out to the outside of the ship.

'come on', he gestures several times, 'let's go to the top.'

he climbs up the side of the ship like a kid playing on a jungle-gym. at least he's happy, as much as he's bound to trip and break his face if he isn't careful. his end goal is to sit on the gently-curving roof, the place he usually goes to smoke or be alone in the open air. it's also where he and Coil had their biggest argument, over a year ago.

now, he sits down, crosses his legs, and pats the metal where he wants Coil to sit beside him.]