33 Apocolypse Ave, lateThursday Night

[allie_vamp]

Puppy Allie had been content to keep mostly human hours and spend the night sleeping curled up in a ball at the foot of whatever bed happened to be available. Tonight though, she was restless. And apparently the best way to deal with the restlessness was to drag a shoe into the hallway and gnaw on it happily

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[not_a_whiner]

Poor Kaidan. He was a trained soldier; he slept pretty light. And his reflexes-- well.

He veered up from his bed and went barreling down into the hall in his boxers, pistol in hand. "What the--"

[bitten_notshy]

"Too loud," Jack whined, popping out of his room. He'd thrown on a robe before opening the door, but there wasn't anything under it. (Well. Jack was under it. But that wasn't much help in this particular situation.)

"What is it?"

His werewolf senses would have told him, but he was too asleep to make any sense of the information.

[allie_vamp]

Her initial outburst of shock over, Allie had a split second debate on the wisdom of standing her ground or making a mad, naked dash back to her place.

But they could be mature about this, couldn't they? What was a little accidental nudity among friends?

"The damn island is what it is," Allie grumbled, turning her back to them. "I need a blanket. Or even better, my clothes."

[not_a_whiner]

Kaidan lowered the pistol and wished - not for the first time - that his powers really did include telepathy. "Um," he said intelligibly.

... Right, not useful. "Right, bathroom, towel, now."

He turned around and made a quick beeline in that direction.