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. ]

Comments

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]

[athru]

[ Why is it all on her, she didn't ask for this -

leaning over Hank she glares, shifting forward. ]

I told you I wasn't your type. Now go away.

[pneumo]

But...Hank said I could stay! [ ...On the ship, but he's assuming that he meant in the room. With them. ]

[beathach]

[why this. Why has this happened. He growls into the pillow]

Not in here. We want to go back to sleep, Sascha.

[athru]

[ Reaching over Hank's head, Raven goes for Sascha's ear ready to twist it in punishment. ]

We want to go back to sleep alone. If you want to talk to us you can come and visit later, when we're not in bed.

[pneumo]

[ Aaaand she gets it, sure as all heck and Sascha makes a startled sound. He is definitely flinching and listening now, wow. ]

--Ow ow ow, okay!

[beathach]

[he shifts just enough to see what she's doing and - yep. This is why he let Raven handle it]

Goodnight, Sascha.

[athru]

Good boy.

[ Raven huffs, turning back to the wall and pressing her face into the pillow. ]

Now leave or I'll do it again.