Musical Beds Beach Bonanza!

[probablynoteren]

Who: A pile of sleepy mages
Where: The beach huts!
When: Sometime post-magical training
Open/Closed: OTA

[Remember those lovely (cramped) colorful beach huts all lined up and ready for occupation? In these early days, in between exploration and crabs dancing jigs on everyone's insides and difficult magical training and certain people blowing up or otherwise walking away with entire huts, it's every man for himself when it comes to claiming sleeping space!

It's dark, you're tired late in the day, it's hard to read the nameplates on the huts should any have been filled out already. Whatever the reason, you've wandered into the wrong hut and fallen into bed, or wandered into the right hut only to find someone else in your bed.

The obvious solution is to grab the next available bed, owner be damned. It's not like the beds have names written on them.]

[OOC: Musical beds is a go! Feel free to go action, whack each other with telepathy or both. The OOC plot post can be used for plotting with your bedstealer/stealee! Enjoy. ☆]

Comments

for hibiki

[5kotai]

[ Poke poke poke.

If there's something Gokotai has to learn without his brothers in an unfamiliar place, it's a sense of time and a little time management. He didn't realize how late it had gotten, wandering around, training, trying to help out and whatnot. It was quite late by the time he felt tired.

Hilariously though, Gokotai doesn't have a bed, per se! He stays in one of the huts, but for some convenient reason or another, he has a cozy sleeping bag on the box frame instead of a... Mattress thing. Not that he minds, it would have been comfy, for him and his small stature, it's oversized. Sadly, his night as a camp burrito was not meant to be this time. ]

H-hello?

[ Poke poke poke. Hope you don't mind, Hibiki, but Gokotai has questions! ]

[secrowtary]

[From an esteemed secretary to a bed stealer in a few days, this is what his life has become.

Too exhausted to start an investigation concerning the whereabouts of his bed, Hibiki decides to accept things as they are and lies down. Some prankster could have exchanged his mattress with a sleeping bag—that's the conclusion he comes up to just a little before closing his eyes and finally falling asleep.

It doesn't even occur to him that he might be the one mistaken here. So when someone interrupts his sleep, lying on his side Hibiki doesn't even move, just gives Gokotai a short response:]

Please come back in the morning...

[5kotai]

[ Firmly! Or at least, a firm attempt at being like so: ]

...No.

[ With all his nudging though, Gokotai seems to be getting nowhere. Without much strength while he's this tired to drag a person out (not that he would... this stranger looks very comfy), time to take drastic measures.

Gokotai climbs right on top of Hibiki while he's in the sleeping bag. He's not heavy enough to crush the poor occupant, but he's gonna try and keep his thief from falling back asleep. ]

This is my sleeping bag, Mister. You could, um, at least ask.

[secrowtary]

[Finding himself unable to move, Hibiki finally opens his eyes. So it wasn't the weight of everyday life, but more of (if he can see right) a boy. He blinks a few times, but Gokotai is still here and that is enough to make him come to a simple conclusion: this isn't a side effect of eating those crabs back then.]

What is your sleeping bag doing in my hut, though...?

[He's not fully awake yet, it seems.]