It's Not What It Looks Like!

[anubiswouldwork]

"Mmh

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[balanceisblind]

"Nnfrbl?" Is Maria's initial reaction to Ankh's shaking her. "Nnf. Gimme five more minnuts, I'll get t'school when I'm ready."

....Wait.

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"...Ankh, why am I in your room, and why am I naked? I didn't find more Phoenix down yet..." She's still in a half-awake state, judging from the distant sound of her voice.

[anubiswouldwork]

"You're right, we hadn't." He agrees, pushing himself up and leaning on an elbow to look down on her, a delicious tangle of dark skin and black hair and a single blue eye that happened to be staring directly at him.

"A fact I am all the more sorry about, looking at you right now. There was an el-oh-el... when I came in here and fell asleep with you, you were a small black cat." He says without a hint of irony. "I did not expect you to turn back in the middle of the night."

[balanceisblind]

neeeeed coffeeee

Maria reaches to brush her hair out of her face, "Was that what happened to me? It's all a little fuzzy, I remember everything being larger and... I think I was easily distract-able."

"It all started when I touched some sort of smooth glass surface that was giving off a weird aura. I think it was a mirror or something."

She shifts to sit up a bit, pulling the blanket around herself a little, "...Wait." Blink, "...If I'm naked now, where the heck's my clothes, and my equipment? Most of that's one of a kind." The bracelet she uses as a focus is a family heirloom for the lovva Pete!

[anubiswouldwork]

"I found my clothes over there, in a heap on the floor." He reports. "Maybe yours did the same in your room? I really hope so; I was afraid I would lose that PINpoint with all those coordinates that we spent so much time getting. The real challenge will be getting you there without arousing suspicion. I doubt you can argue that you're going skyclad for the sake of your magic." He says with a grin in his voice.

[balanceisblind]

"And coming out of your room like this, to boot." Maria snorts a little, "I don't suppose any of your clothes'd fit me, either, huh." She says that like she already knows the answer to that.

Beat. "Even then, policy is that I'd have to, ah. Be skyclad in specific areas." Given what some more complicated spells require, it pays to know these things.

[anubiswouldwork]

"...I may have some things that I wore on our trip, that I cannot fit into. It won't be perfect, but at least it would cover you. But I have no intention of getting out of bed to find something to cover you just yet. I am rather enjoying the view."

Even if he doesn't think he can touch her, he can still look.

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Maria snorts, "You're terrible, you know that?" The fact that she says it as fondly is pretty telling, "Even for a dead man, y'like to see the view."

Even if she's half-heartedly covering herself with the sheet.

[anubiswouldwork]

"I think it is better to say, that you are so beautiful that even the dead can not look away."

There's a pause, and his smile fades just a little.

"Maria... May I kiss you once? Like this?"

[balanceisblind]

She blinks, chewing her lip and honestly considering it. She reaches for his face (or where his face approximately is, it's always harder to tell when they're both sitting). "Hmmmm."

[anubiswouldwork]

His face is there; very thin, high cheek bones, pointed chin. The skin is like finely-made but very dry leather that crinkles occasionally if pressure is put to it.

"It is all right." He adds, his jaw moving under her fingers. "And I won't ask again, if you tell me no."

[balanceisblind]

"And it's alright on my end." She replies. "I just wanted to know what you looked like like this." Maria's not disgusted, at all, if anything, she's curious. "And my answer isn't no. It's yes."

Surprised, oh Pharaoh?

[anubiswouldwork]

This is indeed, what a surprised mummy feels like, Maria. Slack-jawed and everything. He lets out a small sigh of the air he'd still had and it takes him a moment to even move.

He brings a hand up to her face now; leans in and rests his forehead to hers, and after a long moment tilts his head up and presses dry, politely-closed but meaningful lips to hers...

[rlybigbullets]

That's about when the door bursts open and we have good Ol' Red busting in a lot like another big red man (although this other guy's a bit more pitcher shaped. Oh Yeaaaaah.). "Hey Mummyboy, you seen Mai--"

Pause.

"Y'Got three seconds to back off." The characteristic click of the Samaritan is pretty obvious to anyone's ears.

[balanceisblind]

"Red, put the gun down!" Maria's already leaning back with the sheet pulled back over herself again, hand held defensively.

...Except her focus bracelet's missing, so whatever she's ready to cast is probably gonna go 'blort'.

[anubiswouldwork]

"What the--H-Hellboy..!?" Ankh's voice blunders up an octave as he finds himself staring down the business end of the Samaritan. He scoots back in the bed, putting a defensive bony hand up, the bedspread pooling precariously around his hips.

How the hell did he even draw that thing so fast?

"N-now take it easy. Put the gun down! You have to believe me, it's not what it looks like!" And it isn't. Sort of. This time, at least.

[balanceisblind]

Maria on the other hand still has the sheet covering herself and is sitting back with one hand held open, "Red, if you'll let us explain and put the gun down."