Room 412; Late Tuesday Night.

[bound2blade]

It was late, it was dark, and Setsuna, curled up against her pillow as if to compensate for the current lack of someone else there, had no trouble sleeping, catching up with all that she'd missed in the past few days, between flights, work, training, and trying to piece together this whole thing with Ami-chan

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[slr_mercury]

Ami worked the doorknob with some fumbling, all the while muttering in Japanese. Walking in she sightlessly found Setsuna's bed and climbed in.

[bound2blade]

Almost automatically, Setsuna shifted over in the bed to make room, mumbling slightly as she tried nuzzling back into her pillow. //"Quiet, Ranma,"// she muttered, still mostly asleep. //"You'll...wake Marco..."// She let out a soft sound, and nuzzled her back slightly into the form that had joined her. If he was going to come into the room late like this, she at least wanted cuddles.

[slr_mercury]

Ami was totally and completely asleep. But she had shared a bed enough times to settle into the other body there and cuddle up.

[bound2blade]

Mmm, much better. In her own weary sleepiness, Setsuna didn't quite notice that the body, the form, the shape wrapped around hers wasn't anything like Ranma's, not even his girl form. All she knew was that it was warm and comforting.