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moonstrualcycle) wrote2019-02-27 10:30 pm
no running in the halls!
[hot off the presses, this one, horrendous new clothes and all. wherever it is in the DR's apartment building that Lea's chosen to roost, that's where Isa's getting yeeted catapulted, quite literally. at least it had the decency to drop her outside the apartment, right? enjoy the distinct sound of someone colliding hard with the wall next to the door and crumpling into a groaning mess on the floor. there's sand on her shoes, and a familiar frisbee came with her, dropped a short distance from where she landed. knock knock, Lea.]

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What for this time?
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[so there. back home she's been teaching the kiddos how to noogie Lea properly, so that's pretty much the best thing ever. anyway. we were heading for bed before shit got weird. Isa lets go of Lea and then stifles a yawn against the back of her hand.]
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[ Although it feels like she may be at a disadvantage here. But anyway, she watches Isa for a few seconds, then motions for her to follow. She'd offer her hand, but it's like seven feet to the bed. ]
Come on.
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I hate being this tired, I didn't even really do anything today. We'd only just started with the frisbee when I ended up here. I guess the emotional stuff is pretty tiring too though.
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[Master of naps, this one. She's going to flop down on what is, now, I guess, her side, because it's not like she wants to stay away from Isa now or anything. She's just kind of tactfully avoiding The Other Thing. ]
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When did you have time, around the complaining and the life-saving and the getting a keyblade thing?
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[ God. She can tell Isa's falling asleep again, and she kind of wants to tell her to wake up and kiss her again, but. That's not going to happen, so instead she's settling down a little more so that sleep can happen. For Isa, at least. She'll probably be up on her phone
texting Rikuentertaining herself for a little while before she dozes off. There's just so much going on, suddenly. ]no subject
she kind of wants to kiss Lea again right now, but yeah. also mr. sandman is standing behind her with a baseball bat, and she knows better than to follow impulses when she's half asleep.]
I'm pretty sure someone's been yelling at you from somewhere since you were born, you just couldn't always hear it.
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[ She's not, right now. Saying or doing anything in that vein, that is. Right now she's going to have a long, hard think while Isa sleeps, and will likely doze off herself at some point to seal this timeskip. ]
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[yeah, there she goes. she's going to sleep a solid ten hours, and whenever Lea wakes up, she will have obtained one (1) Isa-barnacle. Isa's wiggled down so that she's entirely under all of the covers and at least one pillow, and has her face pressed against Lea's stomach, and an arm thrown over her. it's warm under here, and quiet, but mostly warm, which is the important part.]
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Muffled by the book, and groggily, she says something about those being her ribs she's crushing, but it's hard to make out.
This is the worst sleep she's had in ages, and she's pretty out of it but not so unaware that she doesn't know what's going on. Somehow Isa became a bed hog and an attachment, which is okay, but where her face is isn't. It's making her feel all kinds of funny. ]
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What time...?
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(Axel says what the fuck, why don't you kids have clocks in your house, back in my day we didn't have phones that told us the time, we had to look at the sun and figure out from that what time it was.]
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Lea finds her phone and stares at it as she tries to comprehend the time. Then she drops it between the pillows and rolls onto her side, leaning into the Isa roll that has formed. A slow rising cinnamon roll in the oven that is her bed. Her body heat is really only a perk in bed if you don't overheat.
What if she just drowsily curls into a hug over her? ]
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What was that for?
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[she doesn't sound grumpy, at least, but that's better. time to starfish, which gets her head out from under the covers again. she looks sleepy and rumpled and comfortable, and has absolutely nothing from yesterday on her mind for the time being.]
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[ She's busy with her face pressed into the pillow. What if she just doesn't get out of bed. What then? ]
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ugh. time to get up then, grudgingly, stretching until her back pops once she's on her feet, and shambling over to her clothes to find her phone. the time doesn't actually matter, but old habits die hard.]
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Morning or afternoon?
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