o1;; You didn't see that coming?

[silvercast]

Who: Pietro & You!
Broadcast: yes
Action: SS Bloodsport
When: Right now

[ Video;; ]
[ The video feed shakes, the audio cracking as the communicator is moved around. The broadcasting image so far is the floor, covered in multicolored confetti, and a pair of black and grey running sneakers in view. The left foot taps impatiently before the video swings again to the bridge of the Bloodsport. ]

[ There is a sigh before heavily accented voice accompanies the shoddy cameraman-ship. ] If this is someone's idea of a prank, it lacks humor.

[ The communicator finally turns around, and Pietro is very firmly not happy with this situation. ]

I have complaints.


[ SS Bloodsport;; ]
[ Pietro can be found in various places throughout the Bloodsport. In the kitchen, trying to figure out what the deal with protein paste is. The bridge offers a bit of a distraction with the endless sea of stars or the array of broadcast settings, and how can he resist settling into the bunks? It's been a very long time since he's had his own room. ]

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[pneumo]

[ Because he is a) warm and b) delicious-smelling. But he will probably never tell him the latter, because he knows that will get him a lecture from Bigby. SO. ]

...I can sleep next to you?

[silvercast]

[ He scrubs a hand over his face, sighing through his nose. Why is his ship weird? After a moment, he points at Sasha. ]

No funny business.

[pneumo]

[ Because it's full of weirdos. And a giant talking wolf. And apparently, an extremely attention-starved vampire who nods quickly and holds up a hand as if to swear a vow. ]

No biting, promise♥

[silvercast]

[ God, this is so damn weird. If someone had told him he'd be spooning with a stranger, and another guy, at that, he'd have laughed in their face.

Weird times, weirder problems.

Pietro moves back to the bed, monopolizing the space he wants, because frankly, it's his bedroom. ]

This is not a regular occurrence.

[pneumo]

[ hey he is mooore than welcome to take over the bed. because Sascha's priority is Pietro himself, snuggling up all nice and cozy against his side with a happy sound as warmth already begins seeping from the mutant's body to his own. Best new crew member♥

Kitty had just phased through him when he tried. ]

So like...a once-a-week thing? [ He says while casually leaning the side of his head against any part of Pietro he can find. ]

[silvercast]

[ Oh, if only he could phase through something right now. He would do it. Jeez, this guy is cold. ]

We will discuss it [ Really, he'd like to think this won't happen again, but as soon as Sascha mentions once a weak, he groans internally. What the hell has he gotten himself into? ]

Don't you have others to steal heat from?

[pneumo]

Well... Bigby doesn't sleep at night like everyone else. [ So technically he can't go to him, but he does have others! Just...you know, new crew member. Who is letting him into cozy warm bed. How could he pass this up?? ]

[silvercast]

[ New crew member who is so weirded out by this fact, but so tired and trying to acclimate himself with all this weirdness.

He's not really a stranger to sharing a bed. Sometimes, he and his sister would share, if only to be close to one another. It's simply the idea of sharing with a stranger. ]

Doesn't he?

[pneumo]

Nope~ He's nocturnal. [ His new word for the week! He's so proud of himself. So proud he's going to snuggle right up to the crook of Pietro and close his eyes contently, yup. ]

[silvercast]

[ Sorry, Sascha, but he's going to squirm. Any closer and he'd be wearing Pietro's skin. Or it feels like it, anyway. ]

Is that so? Why not sleep during the day, then?

[pneumo]

[ Squirm away, Pietro! Sascha's snug as a bug currently. ]

I do~ But it's nice to get to spend time with people like this too.

[silvercast]

So this is normal for you.

[ This is really damn weird, but as long as things don't get any weirder.. ]

[pneumo]

Mmhmm~ [ Nuzzles aren't weird right can he get away with one of those? ]

[silvercast]

[ THEY'RE WEIRD. Pietro reaches to push Sascha's head back. ]

Stop that.

[pneumo]

But you're so warm..... [ Speaking of, so's that hand. He will allow this contact. ]

[silvercast]

Just-- [ He huffs. ] Stop moving. A little less of the.. rubbing.

[pneumo]

Hehe... Sorry, I'm just really happy♥ most people don't wanna share with me. [ He grins. ]

I'll stop moving.

[silvercast]

[ He doesn't really want to, but he is too wiped out to argue. Though there are boundaries that he's intent on keeping. ]

Thank you.

[pneumo]

[ He's not a touchy-feely groper at least! He'll huddle but his hands don't get...well, handset or anything. He literally just wantbtencomfortnornanother warm body. ]

Night~

[silvercast]

Night.

[ He doesn't believe sleep will happen, but resting his body should be just as good. ]

[pneumo]

[ Oh Pietro. Sascha will sure as heck conk out; he has no reservations like Pietro does, and within a few minutes he's out cold with his face pressed against the other's side. Slumbering totally peacefully and hey--no funny business whatsoever! No untoward touching at all. ]