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. ☆]

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[liveinskin]

(For Minato Arisato)

[F.F. doesn't usually need to sleep, under normal circumstances. Yet it seems the changes to her physiology extends to her body now getting tired after too much activity. It's a pain, but she has to sleep. Luckily she's already claimed a bed and it's great! Though then again, the only bed she has ever been in before was a prison cot.

However when she enters the hut, she sees a body already in her bed. Now normally this wouldn't be a big deal to any rational thinking person. But F.F. is pretty possessive about things she claims as her own soooo...]

Hey! [She shouts, roughly shoving the body on her bed.] What're you doing here?! This isn't yours!


(For Emil)

[Well it's time to sleep. And really if bed ownership doesn't seem to matter to anyone, then she'll just follow the flow and find any old bed to get into. Whatever! She only needs it right now to refresh her energy.

So she barges into a random hut and gets into an empty bed, not even bothering to change clothes or anything because what the hell is hygiene? Only her shoes get taken off. She also chucks off the covers because she doesn't like sleeping with them on her (the sensation of it wrapping around her skin doesn't gel with her) and starts drifting off to sleep in a curl.]

[enflame]

( This is somehow not the first time Emil's had to defend his hut from an intruder. The time before, though, the person wasn't already in his bed.

His name is on the door, but that's not like that means much. He walks into the hut, smelling of charcoal and disappointment, only to freeze in surprise at seeing a woman lying in his bed, sans covers and fully clothed.

Well, at least he's grateful for the last part.

Emil's expression shifts from alarm to one that is completely unamused, not in the mood to deal with hooligans. ) I'm not sure if you can read, but this hut belongs to me. That's my bed you're in. Kindly show yourself out.

[liveinskin]

Rrrhmm.

[She mutters from the sound of the voice, turning her head over to catch a blurry glance of the figure. All three of them? No, just one, damn her eyes.]

Ah, sorry. Actually I'm feeling pretty beat, so I think I'll stay. Thanks for understanding.

[And she turns her head back to the wall. Welp.]

[enflame]

( Ah. So this one wants to be difficult. That's not a problem in his book. Emil continues on into the dark hut, standing at the foot of his cot. )

If you're feeling "pretty beat," go be beat in your own bed. It won't take you but a minute to walk out of here and into your own hut. Or on the sand outside if you don't have one of your own.

( you don't have to go home but you can't stay here )

[p_mortem]

[ Minato mumbles incoherently at the shove and the shout, but doesn't want to wake up for either. A room is a room, and if a door isn't locked, he's used to just poking around wherever he wants and falling asleep anywhere he wants. He can't even be bothered to open his mouth to speak, instead going for the telepathic message of ]

Sleeping.

[ before holding the covers close and rolling over into a tight burrito with his face pressed into the wall. There's plenty of space, leave him alone. ]

[liveinskin]

[She double takes when the sudden telepathy comes through her head and then gets more annoyed. Two can play at that.]

STOP SLEEPING THEN! [She bellows loudly through a telepathic voice.]

[p_mortem]

[ That gets a reaction out of him. Minato curls up, initially, hands clamped ineffectively over his ears before realizing that won't help at all, and then he sits up to let the covers fall off back onto the bed. ]

Alright, [ he yawns and thinks back at the same time, blinking sleep from his eyes and squinting over at FF but not recognizing her. ] I've stopped sleeping.

[liveinskin]

Good. [She says aloud, now that she has his attention.] You must have been really tired to come into my bed by accident. That is it was an accident. Was it?

[you're not some kinda THIEF are ya??]

[p_mortem]

...Yeah.

[ PRESSED LIKE THAT, WHY WOULD HE ANSWER OTHERWISE? Even though he did come in on purpose, flopped down onto the bed on purpose. ]

I didn't mean to come into your bed.

[ not her bed specifically; this isn't a lie. ]

[liveinskin]

That's fine. [So long as he acknowledges it as an accident off the bat, she can be forgiving.] But, y'know, if you want this bed so much you can't just have it like that. You need to exchange with me for something. That's prison rules.

[aka the only rules she knows of, due to living in a prison.]

[p_mortem]

[ Prison rules, Minato laments internally, thankful that he's good at keeping thoughts to himself and off his face. But outside of prisons, that's also fair, so he can't argue otherwise. ]

Alright. Would you exchange the bed for items, or a favor?

[liveinskin]

I would. [She nods, sitting down on the side of the bed.] Do you have any items that are worth this bed?

[p_mortem]

[ Does he??? Let's find out. Minato reaches down to the floor where he'd thrown his jacket off before getting into bed; in one of the pockets is one of the bags containing his junk collection of beads.

He starts turning them back one by one: a kaleidoscope, several blank notebooks, a terribly done sculpture of Minato's head... ]

I also have food if you'd prefer that.

[liveinskin]

[F.F. hums as he goes through the items, but zeroes in on the kaleidoscope. Before he even offers the food, she's already putting it to her eye and gasping in shock.]

Hey, what is this? It's not a regular telescope. There's colors inside it.

[p_mortem]

It's called a kaleidoscope.

[ It's a piece of junk that he's not sure why he carried around all year, because they never made very good gifts. It works by... something about mirrors, he thinks, but it might as well be magic.

He steps in front of the other end of the tube, changing the colors and patterns inside. ]

Not quite a telescope, but I bet it would look pretty pointed at the moon.

sorry for the late tagback

[liveinskin]

[She gasps again when the colors suddenly change at his presence, pulling the scope away from her eye. There's a slight circular press mark on her skin, proof of her pushing too hard in excitement.]

This is so cool! You can have my bed for the night if you let me borrow this. I'll give it back to you tomorrow morning.

[Who needs sleep when you got something amazing to discover and learn about? She wants to just turn and point it everywhere.]

[p_mortem]

[ She's going to run straight off the beach cliff, isn't she... ]

I don't need it, so you can have it, if you want.

[liveinskin]

[it is a very likely possibility that she will.]

Are you sure? I don't want to just take something for nothing... unless you're certain you won't miss it.

[How could you NOT miss such a cool invention??]

[p_mortem]

[ Minato nods, honestly glad to get rid of it so it doesn't take up space-- and it goes to somebody who appreciates it much more than he does. ]

If you want to pay me back, you can show me where things look the coolest. Then I won't miss anything.

[liveinskin]

Gotcha. Once I find some cool places, I'll let you know. Thanks a lot!

[And she stands up from her spot on the bed, waving the scope clutched in her hand.]

A deal's a deal. Enjoy the bed. I have sky gazing to do!