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Chocolate-flavored Dessert Cream on the House

[The bunks are filling up, but the new faces just keep appearing!

Are you a travel-weary passenger having trouble keeping your crew roster straight? Perhaps you are a fresh new recruit, finding themselves dumped into a new (and much less shiny) home. Or, maybe you've been around for a little bit and just haven't bothered meeting the other weirdos on this ship yet--what is their problem, anyway?

Well, this is the place for you!

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That's really a tiny fraction of the answer I'm looking for, Sascha. [Definitely wry, but still not aggressive, since he isn't showing any signs of being so either.] But since we're already in bed together, introductions are at least a decent start, so I'm Celeste.

Now. Why are you in my bed?

I was-- [ yaaaawn ] sleeping, until you woke me up... [ And he would really like to go back to that rather than have this conversation. It had been heavenly when he'd huddled right up into the crook of her neck. ]

You're super-comfy.

Well, yes, and that's both self-evident and not actually why. You're not very good at this. Do you not have your own bed? Is this just how people say hello where you're from? Are -

[Oh jeez, did he just call her comfy? That's... oddly complimentary to a tall, very skinny girl, and she's visibly mollified by it.]

- I'm sure you could find comfier, Sascha, I'm a bone rack.

I thought you were just fine. [ Gotta reassure his cuddle-buddy first. Everything else can come after. ]

I dunno if I have my own bed though, I haven't checked.

It was easier, was it, just sneaking into other beds rather than finding out.

[Her tone and expression are perfectly flat. She's got no idea what to make of this bloke, not a single clue. But - well, he doesn't seem to want more than a place to sleep and a warm body in it, and wouldn't she like the same? Hasn't she been missing it horribly?

Really, wouldn't she do a lot more with a lot less information in Eudio, and just for kicks rather than to soothe a deep ache inside her?]

Oh, alright, fine. Get comfortable again. [She stretches out on her back, arms out to give him maximum cuddling space.] You would've loved the last city I was in.

[ It's a dream come true, and for a moment Sascha actually looks surprised that she's giving in, so to speak. He blinks for a moment, baffled, but he isn't going to hesitate for long. He knows not to look a gift horse in the mouth, so after a moment he'll smile brightly and hastily move to snuggle up against her again, hugging close and burying his chin into the nook of her shoulder. ]

What kind of city was it??

[It's much more in her nature to be laid-back where others might throw a fit, really - the massive upheaval of her arrival here has just left her tightly wound, eyeing everything a bit more warily. But some guy who just wants to chill in her bed while she sleeps? Like he thought initially, it's perfect.

She wraps her arms around him once he's in place, and if she lets out a quiet, wistful sigh, it's only because being perfect still doesn't make him right. But she'll take what she can get here.]

It ran on cuddles. Quite literally, physical contact was the way it generated energy. You would've been right at home there.

... then again, everything there did need to be consensual to keep it from descending into Sodom and Gomorrah, so a stunt like this actually would have had you out on your ear on your first day. [She gives a quiet, teasing laugh.] Shame about that.

Who're Sodom and Gamora? [ Yeah, it probably would have gotten him in trouble there. It does even where he comes from sometimes, although he's apparently lucked out to the dickens here with her. When her arms come up around his back Sascha practically melts into her, all lax and at ease, happily inhaling the scent of blood pumping beneath her skin.

It doesn't make him hungry though. It's just a pleasant smell, one that makes her even more of a joy to be resting against as he closes his eyes. ]

They're places, at least in the Bible. Cities that were the target of severe fire and brimstone treatment for indulging in far too much unrepentant sin. I don't believe in all that, but my mum's Catholic, so I do know enough to be getting on.

[Almost in spite of herself, she nuzzles her face into his hair. She really doesn't know a thing about him, but if this is all he asks, it could easily become a regular arrangement; it really is far more comforting than it has any right to be.]

Oh...its a religion thing. That's cool. [ He says, not really one way or the other about it. Unlike the stereotypical vampire published in media, the kind that actually exist aren't bothered by the 'divine'. A cross isn't anything more than that, so Sascha's rather ambivalent to its existence.

He's happier enjoying the way she actually nuzzles into him, and if he were younger he'd be brimming with pleasure. Possibly squirming. But he's too tired for that right now so he just soaks up the attention instead, delighted. ]

It's something, anyway. [She cares just about as much as him, and there's an audible shrug in her voice. After laying in companionable silence for a moment, she speaks up on a different topic:]

What's really got you climbing into strangers' beds? Are you lonely or something?

[There's no sting in the question, either of accusation or mockery. She's terribly lonely, after all.]

Mmm...that's what Sasuke says, [ he hums, sighing peacefully. ] I think sleeping with someone is much nicer than being alone though.

It is. [That much she's got to admit.] I didn't do it often at all, until... well, until the city I lived in just before this. I got quite used to it there.

[Her voice tightens a bit.]

I wake up reaching for him sometimes. I hadn't thought it was long enough to get that used to it.

Reaching for who...? [ He opens his eyes a little, but doesn't lift his head. ] A boyfriend?

[Another stretch of silence, and she lets out a soft sigh.]

Yes, a boyfriend. My first boyfriend. By choice, mind you, he was the first that ever...

[Well. A lot of things. Her past attractions had obstacles galore, but he was definitely the first to make himself so worth it that she fought through every single one instead of running or hiding.]

... we're not split up. It's just going to be a long time until we can see each other again.

That's so sweet... I'm jealous.

[ No really, he is. Sascha would love to have...well, love. In general. At least he sounds earnest? ]

There's not a lot to be jealous of right now. It's a wrench, being without him.

[She sounds sad, though, not sharp. After a little pause, she adjusts her head so that she can look at him more closely.]

Have you ever had a - boyfriend, girlfriend, whatever. A partner?

[ And he looks back a little, the side of his head resting on her shoulder. ]

Not as far as I know...nope. [ Or at least not since becoming a vampire. ] I'd like to though, love sounds nice.

As far as you know? [She's squinting at him now, wondering what sort of situation this is, since she's come across a few different ones which could result in that sort of answer.] Are there periods in your life you can't account for, or have you just had a lot of very ill-defined friendships?

Both, actually. [ He returns her looks with a smile at that's at ease and not in the least bothered. After all, he's used to it by now. ]

Well. That's rotten luck all around. [If he's not fussed, she certainly won't do it for him, settling her head back onto her pillow.] Love's complicated, though, it's not all the good bits. It can tear you to pieces if it goes wrong, and it can go horribly wrong.

...Has it ever gonna horribly wrong for you? [ Not to pry into the specifics; he's just genuinely curious because he has no idea if he's ever experienced anything like that before. ]

Oh, yes. [It comes out so strongly that she tries to defuse the force with a chuckle.] Or maybe not, maybe I've just gotten it horribly wrong. I've done that with a lot in my life.

Regardless, it's easy to do, and it hurts either way.

[ Celeste only half-succeeds in her endeavour. Sascha's giving her a slight look in the wake of all that...before he reaches up and pats her head, gently. ]

[Did he just -

- that makes her laugh, in spite of all the painful memories their conversation has brought up. A bright, cheerful laugh, loud enough that she claps a hand over her mouth when she remembers all the people sleeping around them.]

You're really very odd. You're just lucky you've found another of the odd ones.

Edited 2016-02-22 02:24 (UTC)

for stranger cuddling, i can brave timezones <3

awwwww

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