Video/action

[pneumo]

Who: Sascha, Nami AND YOU
Broadcast: Video
Action: Bloodsport
When: 4AM. We're not sorry.

[ When the camera feed switches on inside the Bloodsport, it's late. Late-late, as much as it ever becomes when one travels the universe. But in this particular case even the lights of the hall it chooses to focus in on have been dimmed to the point of being practically non-functional. Almost everything is obscured by shadow...including the silhouette which blurs across the screen for just an instant.

The next time the feed tracks movement, it's in front of the ship's captain quarters. The silhouette appears again, flattened near the wall as they slowly creep their way closer. A single hands slides up and opens the hatch to that the door slides open without a sounds--and for some reason? The motion-sensor on the lights doesn't even go off to adjust the brightness. It stays dark, and without a word the shadowed figure slips inside, creeps slowly towards the sleeping figure on the bed that some might recognize as a slumbering Nami.

They sneak in close, lift a hand and reach it out towards her...

And instead of wrapping around her neck? It plants itself on the bed, right before that shadowy figure flops right down beside her and huddles close. For a cuddle. ]

[After a moment or two, Nami's eyes slide sleepily open, confused at first, and then a hand reaches hurriedly out for the desktop lantern, throwing her invader into full relief: one (1) Sascha, late night travelling cuddlebug.

There's a lot of supremely intense staring. Some tallying of the situation. She's naked. He's wrapped around her like a limpet. And then she smiles. Sweetly.]

Sascha.

[He blinks at her in surprise, then perks up happily.] Yes~~?

Ahaha!~ [Cheerful as always as she throws the covers back.] Here I was sure we'd discussed the concept--

[Don't ask how she managed to kick him in the face but it's a surefire winner, sending her invader crashing to the floor--]

-- of PERSONAL SPACE!!

[ It's possibly the most glorious sight Sascha as ever seen, since apparently Nami sleeps in the nude--for the whole half-second he gets to enjoy it (lucky you guys, huh??) anyway. Then he's left scrambling to get his feet under him again and push himself up, because Nami's stalking towards him already as he looks up with wide eyes and babbles; ]

I was j--just cuddling, no biting...! [ AS IF THAT'S THE ISSUE HERE. Nami clearly doesn't think so, because in half a second here? He's going to be fleeing for his life with her hot on his heels.

Have fun Bloodsport. It's also like four in the gd morning. ]


[ ooc; blue is Sascha, Green is Nami! Feel free to find either or both at any point after the broadcast on the Bloodsport, or just call...them..... ]

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[collegedropout]

Nami—!

[Aw, geez, Nami; you made him use his frantic worried voice. :(

He's just about to leap up with a gun and a blade to go fruitlessly try and murder vampires, because she's told him about this and goddammit, he should have done more with that than offering simple advice--]

[collegedropout]

[A breath, chest-rumbling breath out.]

Jesus.

What the hell? Is this the vamp you're talking about??

[I KNOW THIS GUY, HE'S THE AIRHEADED WEIRDO.

He's totally focusing on Sascha next.]

The hell is your problem?!

[SAM DISAPPROVES ON A LOT OF LEVELS.]

[pneumo]

I'm sorry--!! [ SAM. HE IS ALREADY RUNNING FOR HIS LIFE WITH A BLOODY NOSE what more do you want from hiiiiim ]

[collegedropout]

[Go ahead and keep on running in fear, he'll throw more lecturing at you once you've had the fear of god put into you.]

Seriously, seriously —

You're a vampire and you think surprise spooning is okay?

Hell, it's not okay for anyone to surprise spoon someone, because hey, that's creepy and uncool, buddy; but it's even worse when you have scary appetites and sharp teeth uncomfortably close to someone's jugular!

[HAVE YOU NEVER SEEN NOSFERATU

HE'S SO MAD WHY DID YOU SCARE HIM COILING AROUND HIS BFF LIKE THAT]

[pneumo]

I don't what a jugular is--!! [ WHY ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT JUGS SAM HE THOUGHT THIS WAS ABOUT TEETH ]

[collegedropout]

..............

You're a vampire and you don't know what a jugular is?

[pneumo]

I never went to school!

[collegedropout]

Well, I'm not about to educate you on veins and arteries!

Don't crawl into people's beds!

[pneumo]

I said I was sorry...!

[collegedropout]

Yeah, and I'm sure she really kicked your ass over it, too.

You learn a lesson?

[pneumo]

Yes... [ he is going to knock forever from now on, yup. ]

[collegedropout]

[... Ahaha.]

So... you're a vamp.

...

You seem a little skittish and awkward for one.

[pneumo]

I'm still young...! I'm learning. [ Gosh. It's like Sam has no idea that becoming a vampire means brain damage due to a lack of oxygen to the brain or something!! ]

[collegedropout]

Usually young vampires are the ones with the most fits for blood...

[But okay, he's playing nice, okay? He's playing polite.]

How young are you?

[namisan]

[With a yell like that, it's probably half of what wakes Nami up, tbh. You know, the other half having her bed invaded in the middle of the night. On the Sunny, she's used to random late night wakeup calls, but this one is annoying for a whooole range of reasons. Not the least of which being vampire. And naked on camera.

...so yeah, she won't answer straight away Sam, because l o l she has to beat the living tar out of this moron, but when she finally stomps back to her room and locks the door behind her (and puts on some clothes) she'll get back to you on that. It's only a few minutes, all things considered.]

...yeah. Apparently the "no impulse control" is not, in fact, an addiction to blood. Who knew.

[collegedropout]

I sure didn't know.

[Jesus tapdancing Christopher. He huffs through his nose, rubbing a temple.]

You alright?

[namisan]

Yeah. More awake than I want to be at this time, but I'll just consider it stress relief.

[...also a reminder to lock this door too. Gah.]

Are you? [Because dude, you look more frazzled than she does lmao]

[collegedropout]

Er, well. I thought I was about to watch my friend get murdered by a vampire...

Which is a usual concern in my life, s-so...

[namisan]

[Baw, Sam. Sascha was a creep, but Nami's never felt threatened by him. But she gets it.]

I only changed rooms yesterday. Was a bit chaotic-- I guess my newly unlocked door and a comfy bed was just too much temptation.

I'm okay, Sam. And he won't get in here again.

[collegedropout]

[He huffs.]

I'd learn what his weaknesses are. If it's something weird and cliche like garlic, you can hang it around your door before bed.

[NO MERCY]

[namisan]

Hm. What are the cliche uses for getting rid of a vampire? I know garlic and crosses.

[collegedropout]

... Sunlight is usually a good one.

But, uh. We're lacking in real sunshine most of the time, huh?

[namisan]

Yeah. Pretty sure he's been out in sunlight before this, though, so I guess that's just a story.

I'll totally try the garlic, though.

[collegedropout]

Just be sure to shove it straight up his nose, next change you get.

[oh the deadpan

he's learning from you, nami]

[namisan]

You got it.

[So cheerfully.]

Sorry you got woken up by this crap.

[If in fact you were actually sleeping.]