Okay~~ [ He doesn't make move to tuck himself in anywhere other than kicking off his shoes and rolling over into his stomach, watching the woefully patient Jedi with unveiled interest. ]
Well...this is when you'll be asleep. There'd be no point if you were gonna stay awake. [ He's willing to lie in bed and sleep when he doesn't have to if it means being next to someone. ]
[ Loneliness. A familiar emotion, yet one Obi-Wan wasn't fully accustomed to. In a way, he's never been really alone. He's always had someone nearby. Qui-Gon, Anakin . . . Satine, Cerasi, Bail . . . No matter what path he has taken, someone was there. It did not matter if they were there for him.
Here, he was surrounded by people. Anakin, Ahsoka, the Sunriders . . . Kanan, Leia, Luke.
[ What Sascha wouldn't give for any of that. To have people he could remember, could recall as friends or family... Or to even have had any of those at all. The humans who'd found him when he first awoke are long dead along with the village they'd lived in. The vampires which had picked him up after had all been hunted or succumbed to sunlight.
Sascha is...was alone. The Fleet has people who don't want him dead and gone simply because of what he is. They let him talk to them and hang around with them. Sleep with them.
[ He settles himself on the floor, crossing his legs and closing his eyes quietly. Inhale, exhale. He lets his mind aflutter, emotions slipping away into the Force. ]
[ And Sascha will watch, eyes half-lidded for the moment and posture relaxed. He isn't poised for anything, but he does wish Obi-wan could do this in the dark. It would be much more comfortable for his eyes. ]
[ It hadn't occured to him and honestly, he wouldn't be bothered by the lack of light. He is bathed in light wherever he is. The absence of a light does not hinder him.
After a few minutes, he opens his eyes and flicks a smile at Sascha. ]
[ It has the vampire's expression brightening, head lifting from the bed so he can nod. A moment later and he's up on his hands and knees, practically radiating pleasure. ]
The girl I sometimes sleep with likes pajamas better. [ So he just thought he would ask, not really bothering to remove the robe Obi left with him last time. It smells like him, and Sascha likes that scent far too much to divest himself of it. ]
Her name's Celeste. She's super-pretty...and super-nice. She cuddles with me a lot. [ As in, whenever he imposes himself on her in much the same way he's doing to Obi-wan right now as he hunkers in besides him without any hesitation whatsoever. ]
[ That is a very good idea, yes. Probably the best idea really. Here too, since although Obi-wan is tense for a minute, as soon as he relaxes the vampire leans his head into the Jedi's shoulder. ]
Hehe, okay. [ He'll snuggle up just a liiiitle more, until he's really comfortable, and then settle. He'll close his eyes and everything, but his breathing isn't going to even out very quickly. It is his morning after all, and it'll take some time for him to drift off. ]
[ For Obi-Wan, sleep comes easily. Though Sascha being there made it difficult, he is trained in letting go of his instincts. That being said, Obi-Wan was restless. The change in routine set it off as his subconscious mind drifted to times when he was close to others.
( close to those who are dead )
Not much of a kicker, he does curl up on himself, tightly wound. ]
[ It draws him away from Sascha who, seeking the comfort that comes with the human's scent and warmth, tries to follow. He curls after the Jedi, knees drawing themselves up a little as he tries to slide in closer. It's not quite spooning since his forehead will wind up ducked against Obi-wan's back, but it's close. ]
[ He should especially try not to work his heart rate up too much, because the higher that goes the closer Sascha tries to get in his sleep, drawn by the comforting sound of a warm, beating heart. ]
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I tried that once and fell asleep.
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But why do you want to sleep now, when it's your time to be awake?
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Here, he was surrounded by people. Anakin, Ahsoka, the Sunriders . . . Kanan, Leia, Luke.
And he still feels alone. ]
I won't be long.
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Sascha is...was alone. The Fleet has people who don't want him dead and gone simply because of what he is. They let him talk to them and hang around with them. Sleep with them.
It's a dream come true for someone like him. ]
Okay.
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After a few minutes, he opens his eyes and flicks a smile at Sascha. ]
All right. Time for bed.
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Can I sleep in my clothes??
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[ He folds his cloak and puts it away first. ]
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Each to their own, I suppose. Who is this girl?
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[ He's already feeling tired. Meditation is meant to drain him emotionally, leave him in a state of contentment. ]
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Like clean her room...? [ He's never given anyone a gift in his whole life ]
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[ He stiffens a bit at first before relaxing.
Best not to let Sascha get a crazy idea and carry it out. ]
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Okay. That's a good idea~
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[ Shame about everyone's listening skills, though. He closes his eyes. His senses prodded at him, as if to take notice of Sascha's presence. ]
Go to sleep, Sascha.
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( close to those who are dead )
Not much of a kicker, he does curl up on himself, tightly wound. ]
;; sad old man noooo
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But he gave his word.
It's not about him, it's about Sascha. He shouldn't get carried away with his own problems. ]
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