play a jingle, it's a mingle!

[geonomy]

Who: Vanquish crew and visitors
Broadcast: why
Action: Anywhere on board the Vanquish!
When: 11/25 and on!

[The ship is looking classier and cooler now, and what's this? Nice little gifts? Say it ain't so! Surely this must take some investigating!

Or, rather, some mingling! Haha!]

Comments

[ C ] why not?

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue pretty much never sleeps through the whole night, so on another occasion when Clay is sleep-working, she comes along.

...well, he IS adorable. But she thinks he's gonna regret this later. So.

Let's try:

Kicking the chair
> DRAMATIC COUGHING
Shaking his shoulder]

[ C ] yyyaaaasss

[geonomy]

[While Clay is a fairly light-to-normal sleeper, in these circumstances, it's a little hard to wake up. The coughing gets him to grimace a little in his sleep and dig his head further into his arms, but otherwise, he doesn't stir much.

Maybe try something else? But please don't kick the chair.]

[touchofrogue]

[...nope, she's totally gonna kick the chair.

Not kick the chair right out from under him, mind, just nudge the foot of the chair with her newly slippered foot, enough to effectively 'shake the bed,' but not in any way endanger him.]

[geonomy]

[brotrayal...!!

But nah, that's enough to get him to jerk his head up with his eyes in a squint, fingers clenched in the table as if trying to keep him from falling even when he's not fully aware or anything. He blinks, lets out a groan from the pain already in his back, and... almost goes back to sleep, except he decides to look around a bit to see what happened with the shaking. Was the ship off auto-pilot? He'll have to fix -

Oh. It's a person!]

Rogue?

[touchofrogue]

Wakey, wakey, Captain.

[Shaking her head at him.]

Put your charts away an' go ta bed proper-like.

[geonomy]

[Give him a moment to stare blearily.

Then to let out another groan as he straightens up, his back protesting to it, and then lean his head back while rubbing at his face with both hands.]

I caaan't, I have work to do... [Still have to finish up some calculations, still have to finish a couple of letters, etc] How late is it?

[touchofrogue]

Your work is gonna be in there in the mornin'. [Kicking the foot of his chair again.] G'on. Get.

[geonomy]

[And from the kick to Clay actually pushing himself out of the chair, he makes whining sounds about like this. It's okay, he'll stop after he's actually standing and about to get a move on.]

What're you doing up anyway? [Why you gotta send him to bed and not go yourself eh missy]

[touchofrogue]

[Aww, he's so cute.

And nope. Denied.]

Super secret girl things. [You do not get to stay up further by talking with her. She makes a shooing motion with her hands.] Go on, get goin' 'fore ya fall over.

[geonomy]

Okay, okay...

[He knows better than to get involved with super secret girl things. Or whatever Rogue's doing.]

Thanks for waking me up. [Seriously, he's fallen asleep out here without intervention before, and it sucks in the morning. And with that he'll gather some of his charts, but be too tired to care about getting some of the other papers, and make his way back to his room.]

[touchofrogue]

Don't forget ta take your shoes off 'fore ya crash.

[And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how its done.

He will totally not remember to ask about those 'super secret girl things' in the morning, most likely, and even so she could probably stonewall him some more later. She doesn't so much 'organize' his desk after he's gone as much as 'put things in piles where they won't be knocked over and could be found easily' and then continues on her way to the work out room.]