Re-No 9: [Death is Overrated] - Comment Log

[failatskypirate]

[Cou wakes up with something of a start. He's naked aside from his communicator and after backing himself against a wall and trying to cover his (Needlessly censored with random yelling of "Gigantic Tager!") with his hand, he's flushing a generally brilliant shade of crimson

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[chopshopgoddess]

[That's a familiar voice.

And...wow.

Was he seriously just naked?

She waves from her cot, grinning despite what has happened.]

[failatskypirate]

[Yup. Seriously naked. It seems no one briefed him (No pun intended) that when you die, you're missing any clothes you were wearing. Not a horrid loss in his current case, as when all hell broke loose, he had the trash-bag costume on and a pair of his boxers.

Man did he wish he could get back to his room and change at the moment.

And seeing his friend/crush on a nearby cot. Completely not adding to how awkward he felt already. But flushing a shade crimson, he uses his not-being-used-to-cover-hand to wave back.]

[chopshopgoddess]

[She can't help but giggle at the situation, and she pushes herself up to wave one of the million blankets people had brought to her at him.]

Want?

[failatskypirate]

[A blanket -hell, anything was looking good as long as it kept him from being quite so exposed a the moment. He offers a somewhat sheepish smile.]

Uhm, please?

[chopshopgoddess]

[She can't resist. No matter what happened, how bad it got and what she'd seen in those horrible visions, she just...

Can't resist.]

Better come and get it~

[failatskypirate]

[If it's possible, Cou actually turns a shade more crimson. With it looking like she's not going to take pity on a naked boy, he glances both ways and scampers over to his friend's cot, hand still covering himself as best he can.]

You're enjoying this, aren't you?

[Despite how clearly embarrassed he looks, his tone is playful as ever and there might even be something of a grin in his expression.]

[chopshopgoddess]

[She holds it juuuuust out of his reach. The poor boy will have to lean way over to snag it. :3]

Me? Nooo.

[She is. She so is. It's keeping her mind off the OHGODWTFJFC that just happened.]

[failatskypirate]

[He's a little focused on getting that blanket to the point where he's shamefully, more than willing to play however his friend wishes to.]

You so are.

[Cou actually laughs a little as he leans as far as he can without exposing himself(much) to reach it.]

[chopshopgoddess]

I would never.

[Just a liiiittle more - and then she'll let him have it.]

[failatskypirate]

[He leeeeeeeeeeeaans just a little further over -and loses his balance, ending up face-down on Mikaela's cot.]

oh god. I misread cot. oh god. oh god.

[chopshopgoddess]

[KJHASFJKHSDJF and now she has a naked boy on her wat sldfklsjdf

And now she bursts into laughter, despite OW he's on her paaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaain.]

Either way you could've misread it, it woulda been hillarious.

[failatskypirate]

[It's that something weird -as long as you're in good company, even some mildly painful bending and ending up in not-so-comfortable conditions could still be funny.

Her laughter is contagious as he helps himself up somewhat, taking a good couple minutes to calm down to that durpy-grin of his.

And completely forgetting to cover himself now.]

i can't stop laughing |D |D

[chopshopgoddess]

[She's either over tired, in hysterics, or she's gone crazy - but Mikaela can't stop her giggles, especially when he pushes himself up and he's not even covered anymore. The situation itself is hysterical and exactly what she needed, even if him landing on her had hurt like hell.]

XD

[failatskypirate]

[When he finally calms down so he's not laughing his head off, he casually snatches up the pillow from the cot and gives her a playful thwap over the head with it. He's still stark naked and about as indecent as they come at the moment, but Cou doesn't seem to mind at this point.]

You alright?

[It comes out accompanied by some residual chuckling, but he's figuring that it wasn't the most pleasant landing he's ever made -so considering that he landed on her, he figures he might as well ask despite having a strong hunch on the answer.]

[chopshopgoddess]

[Ooof. She grunts with the pillow swat but grins anyway - she's on enough painkillers at this point to be going slowly numb. Vicodin and it's like are a magical thing. She's glad she took them not too long ago.]

Eh, for the most part.

[She's still chuckling as she shakes the blanket out then sweeps it around him.]

You're giving the deck an eyeful, you know.

[failatskypirate]

[If he wasn't still at least mild sore from everything that had transpired, he probably would've jumped for joy when he feels the familiar sensation of some kind of cloth between his skin and the air.

Of course her statement just cause his almost-returned-to-normal color to go suddenly bright crimson again.]

I kinda couldn't help it.

[He gives her a sheepish glance with a smile to match.]

You... saw, huh?