// Please don't cry, I'll destroy this imprisoning illusion
Who: The Merry Madmen of Outer Heaven (Aka fragmentsoflucy , argentcruelty , argentallure and ysobritish )
When: The morning of the 15th of April
Where: Outer Heaven
Summary: The morning after the attack on Re-L Mayer, the cuddlepile goes horribly wrong...
Warnings: None yet, will update as go.
[Liquid rarely sleeps deeply or long, but exhaustion has tinted him all night. His body aches, mostly the newly healed arm which took hours to reattach. There's scars where it was severed and they throb the most. Even with that, he sleeps deeply.
Except something's wrong. For a moment he thinks the mass of hair against his skin is Yazoo's - when did Yazoo get so close? - but there's too much of it. It's everywhere. And it's heavy, too; the lightness of the hair is offset by its mass. There's something uncomfortable digging into his shoulder and did Kadaj's leather have to have so many straps? Goddammit, man. Except... Kadaj doesn't normally feel this large either. Even Yazoo doesn't have quite this bulk. His eyes fly open.
For a moment he thinks he's gone mad. How could Sephiroth get in here? He hasn't seen anything of him since the day he arrived. Kadaj hasn't mentioned him either. And why would he be sleeping cuddled up against him so closely?
...Kadaj is gone. And Sephiroth is lying there beside him. Liquid reacts reflexively, throwing himself away with a cry. He barely even notices when his elbow strikes the back of Shinji's head, or when he nearly falls over him in his shock. His hand grabs for his gun and doesn't find it.]
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!
[He barely even notices the sound of thunder somewhere nearby.]
When: The morning of the 15th of April
Where: Outer Heaven
Summary: The morning after the attack on Re-L Mayer, the cuddlepile goes horribly wrong...
Warnings: None yet, will update as go.
[Liquid rarely sleeps deeply or long, but exhaustion has tinted him all night. His body aches, mostly the newly healed arm which took hours to reattach. There's scars where it was severed and they throb the most. Even with that, he sleeps deeply.
Except something's wrong. For a moment he thinks the mass of hair against his skin is Yazoo's - when did Yazoo get so close? - but there's too much of it. It's everywhere. And it's heavy, too; the lightness of the hair is offset by its mass. There's something uncomfortable digging into his shoulder and did Kadaj's leather have to have so many straps? Goddammit, man. Except... Kadaj doesn't normally feel this large either. Even Yazoo doesn't have quite this bulk. His eyes fly open.
For a moment he thinks he's gone mad. How could Sephiroth get in here? He hasn't seen anything of him since the day he arrived. Kadaj hasn't mentioned him either. And why would he be sleeping cuddled up against him so closely?
...Kadaj is gone. And Sephiroth is lying there beside him. Liquid reacts reflexively, throwing himself away with a cry. He barely even notices when his elbow strikes the back of Shinji's head, or when he nearly falls over him in his shock. His hand grabs for his gun and doesn't find it.]
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!
[He barely even notices the sound of thunder somewhere nearby.]