037 [Action, Late Evening/Night]

[vulcanblazer]

[It has been a long goddamn day for Adell.  Axel in his bed this morning, Terra in his shower later, plus a lot of other strange and unfortunate incidents.  Right now, he's grabbing a soda, his book, and settling down in his room for a nice read.

Of course.  We can't have that now, can we?  Guess who's at the mercy of Luceti teleportation?  That's

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hope this is okay!

[boomchucka]

[Selphie had been getting ready to settle down for the night herself when she magically finds herself someplace she's not supposed to be. She looks up curiously at where she's wound up before seeing the face of someone she's only formally talked to a couple of times. A blush creeps up her face before she's scrambling out of his bed and...

Yep, she just fell out of Adell's bed and falls right on her butt.]

[Action]

[vulcanblazer]

[The noise behind him gives him a start and he looks back a little on edge at first. But when he sees Selphie...]

...My bed seems to be a popular place to land, I guess.

[Action]

[boomchucka]

And fall out of too...

[Selphie flashes Adell a sheepish grin.]

Sorry about that!

[Action]

[vulcanblazer]

[He shakes his head.]

...It's fine, you're not the first person to end up in there today. ...Hopefully you'll be the last.

[valorandwisdom]

[How about a desk chair? 'Cause Sora's sprawled out on his bed trying to finish some homework himself - and yes he's dressed - but the desk generally just gets used as a catch-all for whatever he needs to toss on it at the moment.]

[Hey, could be worse, right?]

[vulcanblazer]

[Well. At least his chair feels similiarly and Adell sits there for a moment reading his book. Until he reaches for where his soda should be and instead produces a random object from Sora's desk.]

...The hell?

[valorandwisdom]

[Why are you holding his baseball glove Adell. But the sound makes Sora yelp in surprise and jump up, because that's not Riku or Kairi or Roxas - once he sees who it is he relaxes a little but still. WEIRD.]

Adell? How'd you get here?

[vulcanblazer]

[...Well. That is indeed a baseball glove, not a soda. He shuts his book with a sigh and sets the glove back on the desk where he had removed it from.]

...I blame the Malnosso. They teleported me again.

[bullet_dance]

[Noel decided to take a quick nap on the couch.

That was what she decided to do at noon; it's now early evening in Luceti. And Adell? You're teleporting in right next to her. Have fun with that.]

[vulcanblazer]

[Vorp! And... Adell ends up right next to Noel, an arm awkwardly slung around her in how he landed.

...Oh. This is not good. He's going to try to remove his arm from her and slip off the couch without her noticing. Maybe he can at least get out of here without bothering her.]

[bullet_dance]

[Lucky for you, she's been quite the deep sleeper lately!

But Adell's not getting out that easily. 8| Not exactly making any distinction here with whatever this is, Noel leans a little into Adell. His chest is now being used as a pillow.

DERP.]

[vulcanblazer]

[...Oh goddammit, Noel. Now he can't move at all. This earns a silent sigh. All he can do is wait for her to move or wait for another teleport.]

[there_were_none]

[This time around, Adell does not appear in someone's bedroom, bathroom, or somewhere else potentially awkward!

Instead, there is a door. An opening door.

Mind your head!]

[vulcanblazer]

What the?!

[Adell barely manages to avoid being faced with a door as he jumps back, startled and on guard.]

[there_were_none]

[The door finishes opening and a...very puzzled little vampire appears. I was just trying to leave my room, geez!]

...hello.

[vulcanblazer]

[He breathes a sigh of relief.]

Oh. Hi, Flandre. Sorry about that. How are ya?

[vulcanblazer]

[A curious noise comes from the demon hunter as he looks up from his reading, greeted by Shirayuki and a smile.]

......Well. Looks like they got me again. Hey Shirayuki.

[vulcanblazer]

[Adell climbs off the table and takes a seat at one of the chairs instead.]

Yes, please. ...And no, it's not. Try like, eighth. Or ninth. And that's not counting the people who have shown up around me.

[...He shudders, probably while her back is turned.]