if you bed it, he will come

[pneumo]

Who: Sascha & ANYONE
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Everywhere beds lie
When: June

[ Sascha has Learned His Lesson.

One doesn't simply hop into someone's bed while their sleeping and/or naked, because the results in getting kicked in the face. And yelled at a whole lot. No...what one should do is knock first!

...And then hop into their bed while they're asleep.

Lesson. Totally. Learned.

But really let's face it, this guy is an idiot and he most certainly is going to meander around over the course of the month and find those nice, comfy warm beds of yours, Fleeters. SO TRY NOT TO SMACK HIM TOO HARD, he could become even more dumb if you do.

At least he does this with the best intentions right? ]


[ ooc; THIS IS FOR EVERYONE WHO WANTED SASCHA IN THEIR BEDS. Or anyone who wants him in their bed now. They can be awake, asleep, asleep not exactly in their room--anything! Tag in and he will be there. ]

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[beathach]

[it's one of those rare nights where Hank is dead to the world, deep asleep and not even a knock on the door will stir him. Or . . . it'll stir him enough to tug Raven closer and go right back to sleep in an effort to ignore it because the little decent sleep he does get is precious.

That's right, this bed has two people in it. And look, they're both blue!]

[athru]

[ Raven doesn't spend her time in as deep a sleep as Hank does, but she's curled up in his arms and more than happy to settle down and let herself share this; sleep comes to her with some difficulty, even here, and the fact that she's sleeping freely and as blue as her other half says something about how comfortable she is. The knock doesn't quite wake her up, but it does bring her out of her sleep into a light doze, shifting a little as she feels Hank's arms around her.

The mumble comes out quietly, before she can stop it; ] Did we fall out of bed?

[pneumo]

[ The blue part is his favourite part. And, you know, so is the fact that Sascha not only sees that, but smells it. And better yet he recognizes both scents! His favourite fur-beard guy and...the girl who said she wasn't his type. He forgets her name. But she was not blue before! So for a brief moment Sascha wonders if maybe Hank did science to her too, because he's never encountered shape-shifting in his life before.

Don't worry about falling out of bed though Raven: Sascha will come to you, planting his hands and knees right on the edge of the bed with a cheerful: ]

Hi~!

[beathach]

[he's about to respond with some vague, mumbly answer when another voice speaks up instead, and it's only because he recognizes it that Sascha doesn't end up thrown out or strangled right there. Small mercies, considering how jumpy both of them can be, especially like this.

Instead, his half-awake mind has the sense to tighten his arms around Raven in case she decides to act, and he buries his face against her shoulder and the pillow, groaning. His voice is a groggy-sounding growl]

Sascha.

[athru]

[ If Hank hadn't had the forethought to tighten his arms around her Raven would have lashed out without question - even now her body is tense and she turns, a little on edge, expression darkening as she drinks in the invader. She recognises him too, of course, if just barely, and it takes a few moments for her sleepy brain to catch up with her racing heart and her fight instincts - all of which still want to kick him in the face and pin him down somehow so he can't do anything to hurt her or Hank.

She manages if only because Hank is pressing himself against her and she focusses on that, her hand lifting to comb through his hair as her voice takes on a dangerous tilt. ]

What the hell are you doing here?

HANK WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR BEARD IN THAT ICON

[pneumo]

[ Normal people would be put off by that tone, even appropriately warned. Sascha? Sascha is neither of those things, simply happy and delighted that oh look! They're awake! And clearly this means he did the "knocking and asking for permission" thing right.

So instead of answering that question, he just goes: ]

...You're blue now! Did he science you? [ Multiple times wink wonk ]

IT'S A WEIRD ANGLE SHHH

[beathach]

[he is not awake enough for this, nor is he awake enough to be polite about it. His face is still pressed against Raven's shoulder, but now he's reaching out in attempt to find Sascha and smack him in the back of the head.

Or arm. Whichever he reaches first]

Oh my god, don't ask people that.

obviousky Raven kissed him so much it got rubbed away

[athru]

[ It's lucky that Hank is there and handling things because Raven wants to lash out and kick the idiot out of their room - this is meant to be their safe space, after all, and she's not feeling safe. If Hank wasn't nosing into her she'd be literally throwing Sascha out the door and locking it behind her. It's only her boyfriend that keeps her in line right now.

Instead, she cuddles closer and hides her face against Hank, feeling small and awkward; especially with the question that follows. Her have grips Hank and she breathes out, gritting her teeth. ]

He knows you well, doesn't he, Hank?

her lips are so powerful.....

[pneumo]

[ LMFAO sorry hank...i'm so sorry.

He's missing the mood here. He is missing so many things about this entire situation, because now he's crouched on his knees on the end of the bed happily, fully expecting Hank to pay attention to him and maybe he'll even get a chance to talk to raven some more. There is clearly nothing wrong at all with his barging in here. ]

Yup...! [ to Raven ] He used his jeans to make himself blue. And soft♥

iyaaaan ~A~

[beathach]

[he is never explaining why he's blue to anyone else ever again. Especially people named Sascha who barge in on alone time.

What a question to ask, right in front of the very reason he's blue. He mumbles an apology into Raven's shoulder, arm tightening again before he lifts his head to shoot Sascha a bleary glare. He feels as awkward as Raven does, probably worse, and all he wants to do is sink into the bed, but - Sascha was harmless, too. He knew that much]

She knows. [it comes out a little flatly, and he takes another half-assed swipe at Sascha before he gives up and drops it back around his girlfriend] What are you doing here?

that's why hank likes her

[athru]

[ Even now she's not entirely sure what's going on, and fighting instincts would take over if Hank wasn't holding onto her gently and calming her down just by being at her side.

Tilting her head, she moves her hand to stroke through his hair, comforting him in return. It's not as if she minds that people know about their shared history - it's something unique to them and so she's proud of them - and she twists a little in Hank's arms so she can look at the person creeping along their bed, huffing out a noise.

At least Hank hasn't let go of her. She likes that. ]

I know everything.

[pneumo]

[ The swats may as well be high-fives, Hank. It's good you stopped them. they'd only encourage him further. And he's pretty dang encouraged already since no one's yelled, screamed, or properly hit him yet. These are all good things, grumpy tones aside--which is why he replies happily; ]

I came to say hi! [ at.....3:37AM ] And I remembered to knock this time and everything. I didn't know you were blue too Raven~

[beathach]

[he isn't going to properly hit him, because that requires moving and he isn't awake enough for that. And he isn't awake enough to be properly embarrassed either, which - really works in this strange situation's favor.

His voice is still flat and groggy, but he forces some of his usual patience into it] If someone doesn't answer the door, that doesn't mean you can just walk in. You have to wait.

[athru]

Oh my God.

[ Raven makes a soft, frustrated noise, shifting a little and sitting up. Turning her head, she tugs herself away from Hank's arms and glares blearily. She wants to kick the stupid kid out of the room and go back to bed, but given how Hank is talking to him she imagines that might not be the best idea in the world. Instead, she huffs a little noise and moves, clambering over her boyfriend so she can tuck herself against the wall. ]

I am too tired for this.

[pneumo]

[ He's sorry Raven...or would be, if he knew it was even an issue in the first place. In Sascha's mind he has done everything right! And clearly, it's now the perfect opportunity to spend time with one of his favourite furry men. And his grumpy girlfriend. ]

I did wait! [ YOU JUST DIDN'T ANSWER DAD ]

[beathach]

. . . wait until someone answers the door.

[Hank, for his part, still stays where he is, though he rolls enough so he can drape his forearm over his eyes. He has a headache]

And if they don't answer, you come back in a few hours and try again.

[athru]

[ Raven doesn't do much more, just hooks an arm and a leg over Hank before she huffs out a noise. ]

Why do we always find the complete--

[ She stops herself, leaning close and closing her eyes, nudging her nose against Hank's jaw.

How did this happen to them? ]

[pneumo]

[ Shh, shhh. Be glad he's useless and harmless Hank--and hey! Remember how much he loves your fur? Because he sure does love your fur. ]

Oh... [ Nami probably should have added that part on when she was kicking him in the face. ] Next time? You're up now!

[beathach]

[he mutters back to Raven] It's a curse.

[he makes a low noise, half-rumbled out] We're not up, we're going back to sleep. [he moves his arm just enough to look at the vampire] You're welcome to stay on the ship, but we need to sleep, Sascha.

[athru]

[ Raven thinks of saying something along the lines of kicking his ass if he doesn't leave, but she thinks that Sascha has the idea. Instead, she turns and nuzzles into Hank's neck, wrapping her arm around him and squeezing close. ]

Go. Away.

[pneumo]

[ Oh Hank...you should be more specific than "on the ship", because he's taking this to mean HE'S WELCOME TO CUDDLE WITH THEM. Which is why he looks so pleased as he nods, quickly. ]

I won't make a peep~! [ or, you know...move a muscle to leave. ]

[beathach]

[HE'S GONNA BE because he knows what that means and no. No, you can't stay in here Sascha]

Then please get out before I throw you out. [look he's helping] You can't stay in here.

[athru]

And if he doesn't throw you out I'll do it.

[ She shifts, eyes narrowed into golden slits. ]

And I'm scarier.

[pneumo]

[ Now that's new. He's never seen anyone with eyes that do that, even on the Fleet. His earth certainly never had it, and he winds up staring for a moment before he snaps out of it. ]

--You're not scary, you're gorgeous! [ As if she needs the reassurance ]

[beathach]

[. . . he's just going to bury his face in the pillow and groan.

Raven it's all on you now]