Utsugi "Suspicious Eyebrows" Lenka (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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spellbinders2017-07-12 09:11 pm
probablynoteren) wrote in spellbinders2017-07-12 09:11 pm
Musical Beds Beach Bonanza!
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. ☆]
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. ☆]
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[Well, he's a dragon. But still.
He'd been pretty asleep, so hopefully they don't end up with an actually sleep-deprived dragon at some point even if it's not technically necessary. Lenka scoots over by the door, ready to scoot out entirely in case Mikleo needs the space to sort himself out. The hut is awfully small even for him, though, so maybe he should keep the door open, too.]
... Do you need help?
[With the untangling, at least. He's not sure he'd be much help to a hunting dragon.]
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[does a final heave with both back legs, which...takes part of the cot frame apart with an awful noise...he winces, but the cot was already well beyond repair anyway. he stares at it ruefully; a dragon can't really express a kicked-puppy attitude well, but he makes a good old college try]
Sorry again.
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Lenka just shakes his head -- there really are no words for this at this point -- and gets to work moving the devastated furniture either to one side or out of the hut entirely. It's a good thing there isn't much else in there for Mikleo to get himself tangled up in.
Once it's a little clearer inside, Lenka pops his head back through the door.]
... Will you fit through the door?
[Legitimate question here.]
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[...then he actually eyes the door and amends, with a resigned sigh, because this is just how tonight is going to go, apparently:]
Might scrape the paint a bit, though. I'll...do my best and fix what has to be fixed after.