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[needsahandjob]

[what with all the truth going on and the subconscious explorations you must all be really tired, right?  Perhaps there is sleeping in beds, perhaps there is sleeping in someone else's bed.

because you see, this is a bedninja post and maybe you are now in someone else's bed, or they are now in yours. :')]

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[godwinner]

[ what are all these sheets ]

[mind_over_metal]

*they're what people use in beds, dear. similar to the previous incident, he turns in his sleep toward the warm body -- though his mind turns as well, this time, preemptively reaching to calm Erik's mind and not get attacked by a Nazi hunter who's been startled into waking again*

[godwinner]

[ as he can be a pretty tense sleeper anyway, this has the general effect of draining a lot of that out of his body-- though there is still the physical discomfort of the sheets. so he's gonna be pushing those down a ways and also turning onto his side to toss one of those long legs over the covers. at least his proximity should keep you from getting chilled, right?

--only, it's been raining a lot. and someone might have gotten caught outside in his hammock during the beginning of the storm going on outside. and now your sheets are wet. ]

[mind_over_metal]

mmngh?

*trying to pull the sheets back up again even as he nestles closer into Erik's chest -- he's one of those sleepers that needs the weight of some covering on top of him, no matter what the temperature.

....also, not noticing it yet, but way to get my bed all wet. thanks for ruining everything again.*

[godwinner]

[ well, I have to make my mark as a supervillain somehow. it's not like the missiles wouldn't have been cooler.

arm being confined, going to lay it across your stomach now. sorry about your PJs and also getting those sheets back up. ]

[mind_over_metal]

*doesn't really mind the draping except why won't you let me have the sheets. fine, if I can't burrow under the covers, then I'll just have to burrow under your arm. thank you for loaning it to me.*

[godwinner]

[ frowning. he's not a sharer, of beds or of arms, and if you hadn't already mind-whammied him into cuddles -- devious telepathic behaviour -- he'd probably be waking up. but though there is still the vague discomfort of being all damp, he's made himself to sleep through much, much worse, so he just kinda... settles.

and maybe presses a bit closer, because rain is cold. ]

[mind_over_metal]

*it wasn't a mind-whammy, more of a mind...tap. and I was just getting some of that damned tension out, the cuddling was entirely you. anyways.

Charles certainly is something warm to get close to, as someone sleeping soundly and dryly inside, in a bed and under the the covers, would be. since someone changed that, though, he has begun feeling a bit of a chill. starts to stir slightly in discomfort.*

[godwinner]

[ must you always be so uncooperative? he is trying to soak up this rainwater with your stripey pajamas. ]

[mind_over_metal]

*squirms a bit and ends up sort of smushing his face into Erik's chest-

wait what what is happening. slowly begins waking up, the cold wetness becoming more and more intrusive.*

[godwinner]

[ and he's still quite a light sleeper, so all this stirring and squirming is a bit much. he exhales a long, annoyed breath and between the beginning and the end of it he wakes up almost completely. ]

[mind_over_metal]

......nnnrgh?

[godwinner]

[

what. ]

[mind_over_metal]

*unsmushing his face*

What are... Why am I all wet?

[godwinner]

[ --lifting his arm from over you and pushing himself up onto his elbow and kind of... looking down at himself. ]

[mind_over_metal]

What the hell-

*cuts himself off as his sleepy murmur began to rise into a louder tone of voice, bringing himself back down to a hushed whisper*

Have you been outside in all of this rain?