✖ twenty-seventh trauma//cold fingers! ✖
[The first thing the phone picks up is Mika's scream. It's different from her usual screams of pure terror, in that it sounds more startled than anything else. What else can she do when she's suddenly woken up by a very cold hand where there shouldn't be one.]
[There's some grumbling, it's hard to make out, but it sounds like "Shut up"]
Get your hand out of my shirt, then! [Mika has decided to get Deuce a hot water bottle for her hands if she keeps this up. Do not want!]
[Deuce still sounds very much asleep.] Sorry. I didn't mean to.
It's okay, just... [Some muttering that sounds strangely like 'my boob feels like an icecube, thanks.' Vengeance will be ice cubes down Deuce's shirt come warmer months.]
You'll warm up. [There's a hiss/yawn.] And my hands aren't that cold.
They totally are, you just can't tell. [Mika yawns too, and there's some rustling as she rubs her abused cleavage.]
Not my fault I get cold at night in the winter time.
I know, but I've grabbed all the blankets we've got.
I think my hands got uncovered during the night. [More rustling as the snakewoman gets out of bed.]
Maybe we should get you some gloves? [Mika curls up to keep both their spots warm.]
Good idea. [Another yawn/hiss]
We'll have to check out the shops in the morning... [Sleepy grumble as she stretches, her joints popping.]
We can see if anyone else wants to go and get a few other things too.
That sounds like a good idea, it'll make things easier.
[There's the sound of more rustling.] Uh...Mika...
What, Deuce?
[The snake woman picks up both phones and tosses them on the bed] They're on.
...Are you serious? [Mika picks up her phone with a clatter of charms and then makes an extremely disgusted sound.] Son of a--how long've these been on?
I don't know. Probably for a while now.
[Siighhhh.] Figures.
They need to get shut off.
Then turn them off, don't just toss them at me, geez. [Mika's phone makes a noisy beeping sound as she punches the end-call button.]
((ooc: This is a dual-post celebrating Deuce's return from the land of the living dead, and both Mika and Deuce will be likely to answer any replies.))
[There's some grumbling, it's hard to make out, but it sounds like "Shut up"]
Get your hand out of my shirt, then! [Mika has decided to get Deuce a hot water bottle for her hands if she keeps this up. Do not want!]
[Deuce still sounds very much asleep.] Sorry. I didn't mean to.
It's okay, just... [Some muttering that sounds strangely like 'my boob feels like an icecube, thanks.' Vengeance will be ice cubes down Deuce's shirt come warmer months.]
You'll warm up. [There's a hiss/yawn.] And my hands aren't that cold.
They totally are, you just can't tell. [Mika yawns too, and there's some rustling as she rubs her abused cleavage.]
Not my fault I get cold at night in the winter time.
I know, but I've grabbed all the blankets we've got.
I think my hands got uncovered during the night. [More rustling as the snakewoman gets out of bed.]
Maybe we should get you some gloves? [Mika curls up to keep both their spots warm.]
Good idea. [Another yawn/hiss]
We'll have to check out the shops in the morning... [Sleepy grumble as she stretches, her joints popping.]
We can see if anyone else wants to go and get a few other things too.
That sounds like a good idea, it'll make things easier.
[There's the sound of more rustling.] Uh...Mika...
What, Deuce?
[The snake woman picks up both phones and tosses them on the bed] They're on.
...Are you serious? [Mika picks up her phone with a clatter of charms and then makes an extremely disgusted sound.] Son of a--how long've these been on?
I don't know. Probably for a while now.
[Siighhhh.] Figures.
They need to get shut off.
Then turn them off, don't just toss them at me, geez. [Mika's phone makes a noisy beeping sound as she punches the end-call button.]
((ooc: This is a dual-post celebrating Deuce's return from the land of the living dead, and both Mika and Deuce will be likely to answer any replies.))