takingkarabusiness | PSLs/Open Post (non-game)

[ This is the best sleep Ramse's had in weeks. He dreams, there's no stopping that, but it's just about the city he left behind. They're peaceful images -- happy, even, though he'll miss it more than usual when he wakes up properly. For now he's happy to bask in that half-asleep relaxation you get when you stir in the middle of the night, where everything is bleary and uncertain. He used to fear that feeling of not being completely alert, but this isn't home. And he's not alone, so--

-- wait, what?

Ramse opens his eyes warily, because he doesn't remember going to bed with anyone. Maybe Sascha snuck in and is familiar enough that his brain just processed it without needing Ramse's waking input? No. The body tucked close against his chest is too big to be Sascha. And as his vision focuses and he looks around, Ramse also realizes that he's not in his room. He doesn't know this room, actually. But he does know the person he's cuddling. They have their back to him but a shock of blonde hair and his arm wound about a slim waist, combined with the glasses on the nightstand in front of them... it's Kara. She smells of the generic ship's soap and something sweeter, floral.

The temptation to snuggle back down and sleep again is overwhelming. But he should probably make his presence known at the least. (How did he get here? Did he pilot a shuttle and sneak in, in his sleep? Unlikely. It's probably some Atroma trick.) Ramse reclaims his arm and brushes Kara's hair out of her face, trailing his fingers down her cheek. ]

Kara. [ It's probably not loud enough to wake her up. ] Kara, somebody brought crullers.

[ Kara is out cold. One of the many disadvantages to only having a fraction of her powers here is that she is so tired. she doesn't notice someone else is in bed, or that they're snuggling. ]

[ but you know what? don't tease her. she sits bolt upright from a dead sleep ]

Crullers?

Edited 2016-04-23 20:59 (UTC)

[ Ramse chuckles, reaching out and rubbing her back in a sleepy gesture of comfort. ]

Sorry, sorry, jus' teasin' you.

[ she grabs her pillow and drops it on his face ]

Wow. Rude.

... [ wait a minute ]

...Hi.

[ Lsdfghdhf pillow to face. There's more low laughter behind it before Ramse pulls it down out of the way. ]

Aww, c'mon it was harmless. [ He rubs at his face and sits up beside her, having to shift around because they were just cuddled that close. ] Do you remember how I got here, by any chance?

Um... not exactly.

And I can't get drunk, so I know it wasn't in a tequila showdown.

You don't know how you got here?

[ He shakes his head. ]

No, and I'd still be feeling it if I got drunk enough to not remember something.

Not that I'm complaining -- has anyone ever told you that you're incredibly comfortable?

[ she doesn't know how to respond to that, so defense mechanism: go ]

Are you calling me fat?

[ she doesn't think he is. she's teasing. she wouldn't care anyway. but this is strange. ]

No, I'm calling you comfortable.

...this is weird, isn't it?

[ He'd offer to get out of her hair but he'd have to wake up someone from his own ship to come and get him since he definitely didn't come over by shuttle. ]

It's not every day that I wake up with you in my bed? So, a little.

But... is it weird to say...

I don't exactly mind...

I don't think so. I've been told I make a good pillow.

[ It's strange to wake up somewhere else, sure, but as long as neither of them minded... actually he the opposite of minded. ]

...is it too much to ask to stay?

No, it's not. I mean, I'd probably have to be crazy to kick you out.

[ she laughs to herself, nerdily, and doesn't elaborate. And suddenly realizes she hopes he doesn't mind the fact that she's wearing a tank top and bikini briefs instead of full pajamas. ]

[ Um, totally not minding that. Koff. ]

What do you mean, you'd have to be crazy..?

[ It seems perfectly sane to him to kick out someone in your bed that you didn't invite there, even under these circumstances. He could take the couch, now that Winn has his own room. He'd just rather not, for a couple reasons. ]

Because you're my friend who also happens to be really not bad to look at. So I know you're not going to try anything, and you know that if you did I could use my laser eyes.

Not the laser eyes! I'm a gentleman. [ He's settling back down, though, because it's more comfortable for them to fit when he's on his side... he props his head up on his arm and reaches out for Kara to come snuggle. ]

I do want to see what you can do sometime, though.

[ she doesn't get to snuggle much in her life, mostly with her sister, but this is decidedly un-sister-like, so she takes him up on the invite, reclaiming her pillow from where it landed ]

Just not on you. Got it. Jim is paranoid about using the heat vision on the ship, which I get. I just don't know that it would make everything explode like he thinks.

Maybe on the next planet.

[ Ramse is extremely snuggly. He's solid and warm and already knows how they fit together since he woke up first, so he's the one to press against her side and wrap an arm around her waist. His other arm is trapped between them but he bends it up to play with a lock of her hair. He's used to being either the pillow or the big spoon, so this is different but surprisingly comfortable. ]

Minimal explosions and fires, we'll bring a bucket of water or something.

[ she's trying to be cool, but while she's not exactly sure what's going on, she doesn't dislike it. there's a weird flutter in her chest ]

I'll just use my ice breath on it.

[ Cuddles are happening, Kara, it's okay. Ramse seems entirely himself, in any case. Because as a gentleman, everything is platonic until the other person makes it known otherwise. ]

Do most superheroes have powers that cancel out other powers they have? I don't remember that being in any comic books.

I mean, I'm still the only superhero I know, besides my cousin, who has basically the same powers. But there's no reason I can't have both heat vision and ice breath.

We need to find more superheroes and take a poll.

[ This close, his voice is hardly more than a rumble that she can feel in her chest. Ramse drops the lock of her hair and snuggles down closer, reaching to take her hand. ]

Maybe later. Too comfy now.

[ takes his hand and leans into him a bit ]

So, you're not just pretending to not know how you got here, right?

Heh. [ He tangles their fingers contentedly. ] I'm not that good a liar, I really have no idea. Someone will probably have to come get me in the morning if it was Atroma's teleporting trick. But don't put sneaking into your bed past me from now on.

This is nice.

I'm just surprised I didn't wake up until you woke me up.

Is it... something you would want to do?

[ look, she's trying to get a feel for the situation ]

It didn't seem right to go back to sleep without you knowing I was there.

...if you wanted.

[ By which he means absolutely but doesn't want to make it sound like he's an attention starved cuddle whore. ]

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