6th Tail

[whatthefoxsay]

[Action Spam: Reserved for Scott]

[There's a point at which Kira doesn't realize she's sleeping. It's the deepest, darkest part of slumber and it's only the moments as her consciousness slowly elevates that such a deep level of sleep is truly appreciated.

But the next layer of consciousness is the realization that she's sleeping, and her brain weighs the desire to wake up versus the urge to sink back into slumber. Kira's not lazy by nature, but she's comfortable and the resonance of her dreams have been if not good, than at least interesting. Kira lets herself drift, and remains asleep.

Finally though, her brain and body have simply had enough rest. She can't really say where the uge comes from. Maybe it's a simple neurochemical decision. Maybe it's magic. Maybe it's some outside stimulus.

Kira opens her eyes.]


[Network: OTA]

[Kira's awake. She smiles into the device's camera and offers a little wave of her hand.]

I'm okay now. I'm sorry if I worried anybody. I don't exactly remember what happened. The last thing I remember was being in the music room, practicing a song. I heard the Barge was at port while I was asleep, and I hope everyone's okay. Did I miss anything important? Does anybody need anything from me?

[Network: Pack Filter]

Sound off, guys. Is everyone okay?

[Network: Private to Facilier]

Check in with me, please. Also, I want to talk to you about Tucky.

Comments

[tucky]

It could've been worse. It was fucked up, but I don't think anyone was, like, tortured or anything. One girl--

[Died. Tiffany assumes she was revived, but the idea of people dying and coming back still doesn't sit right with her.]

... It could've been worse.

[whatthefoxsay]

[Oh, no.]

Who was it? An inmate or a warden?

[It matters because it ties into who petitions to resurrect them.]

[tucky]

An inmate or a warden what?

[Suddenly clamming up about it, even though she knows exactly what Kira means.]

[whatthefoxsay]

Was it an inmate or a warden who died?

[maced_eggs]

Missed a port. Not much else, really. Could've done with a longer stay, despite the dreariness. Run-down castle with free food, what's not to love?

[whatthefoxsay]

I have no idea, because I was asleep!

[Gosh, Mason.]

[maced_eggs]

Well, wake the fuck up next time, yes?

[takeyouapart]

...I wish I could tell you. I've been asleep too.

[Someone sounds disoriented.]

[whatthefoxsay]

You know what's weird? It was seriously some of the best sleep I've ever had. Except I woke up massively hungry. Like not starving to the point of needing medical attention, but I feel like I could have eaten the whole kitchen.

Are you okay?

[takeyouapart]

I'm fine. [He's worried about Tiffany but she seems her usual chatty self and he's on his way to check on her personally, so there's that.] I wish it hadn't happened, but I don't think there's anything we can do about it.

Kira

[changeitroundsome]

I'm not dead.

[Ugh ugh. ]

How about we don't talk about her so she don't have any more ammunition to use against me?

[whatthefoxsay]

Why does she need ammunition in the first place?

[changeitroundsome]

Hell if I know, because she's insane? The girl's paranoid about anythin' outside her range of understanding.

[Private]

[americasdirtiest]

Oh, fuck. When did you go down? Before or after me?

[Private]

[whatthefoxsay]

I'm not sure? I remember being in the music room, and the next thing I know I'm making up in my bedroom.

[But from what it sounds like, Mickey went down too, which means Ian was more or less all alone.]

I haven't heard from Ian yet.

[Private]

[americasdirtiest]

He's here. He was out for the port, too, I guess -- I couldn't find him and he says he doesn't remember it.

He's... [He breathes in deep and lets it out slowly, trying not to let his worry show too keenly.] He seems okay now. [Maybe.]

Pack Filter

[voluntaryapnea]

[Stiles looks relatively okay, like he hasn't just spent a few days in a tower of doom getting chased and attacked. He actually hadn't gotten hurt. But he hadn't made it back to the Barge on his own. He'd been temporarily separated from both Lydia and Dean, and he hadn't been about to leave either of them behind.

But something feels...off. He just can't quite put his finger on it.]

I'm okay. How are you feeling? You okay?

[whatthefoxsay]

It was kinda oddly some of the best sleep of my life. Isn't that weird?

[There's a sidelong glance.] Are you sure you're alright?

[voluntaryapnea]

Well, I've never been in a coma before, but I guess it kind of makes sense at least.

[He nods, looking uncomfortable.]

You missed a port. Which I mean, you know, because you said it already, so someone probably filled you in.

[That flash of white catches his eye again, but he doesn't look this time. He just needs sleep.]

[Spam]

[semifreakingnormal]

[He's been checking in on her periodically, and he knows he's staying longer and longer every time he comes. It says something to him, even if he's not sure he wants to listen. Right now, he's got a storm of thoughts crackling through his head - worrying about Stiles, about Lydia, about Dean, about everyone else who might have stayed a little too long and had their heads screwed with in return.

He likes to think wandering her room helps. It's the kind of normal he misses, simple and nice and just very Kira. That's kind of a comfort all on its own.

(He stayed too long. He had his head screwed with. He keeps seeing things in the corners of his eyes, dancing couples, waltzes on bones. He's trying to ignore it.)

He's not at her side when she opens her eyes. Instead, he's looking through the knicknacks and pictures on her dresser, before sitting down on the edge of her bed, his back half toward her.]

I don't know if you can hear me. [He ducks his head, mouth moving like he's laughing at himself for doing this. But it doesn't stop him.] But uh, I really wish you'd wake up.

[whatthefoxsay]

[It's that voice. It leads her up through levels of consciousness, leads her to the realization that she's asleep, that she has arms and legs and her eyes are closed and all she has to do is is decide to lift her lashes and start to move her limbs.

But it's been a long few days and the limbs need a moment. Her lashes are easier, so she lifts them, just a little.

There he is, and he's saying something she wants to hear. She opens her mouth and then pauses...maybe he has more to say. Maybe it's easier for him to say it if he thinks she's asleep.

Is it deceitful? Maybe a little. But let her rest another moment, and see if the True Alpha has anything to add.]

[semifreakingnormal]

[Maybe a little, but Scott doesn't hear the change in her breathing. He's not listening for it. Instead, his attention is fixated on his hands, because the more he concentrates on every little crack and wrinkle of flesh, the easier it is to actually say what's on his mind.]

I wish this was easier, you know? Like, I thought dealing with a kanima, or an alpha pack, or a nogitsune - like that had to be the hardest thing I'd ever have to deal with.

[Being around her is hard in a different way. Being with her makes him want to forget everything else. Everyone else. But he hates feeling disloyal, doesn't know how acknowledge that loyalties, feelings, can shift.]

I, um. I heard you tell your dad you didn't want a boyfriend. [He laughs at himself again.] Sorry. I didn't mean to. And I keep trying to remind myself. Of that. It's not as easy as I thought it would be.

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[warisart]

Kira.

[Ben almost sighs her name, an exhale of relief, brief but genuine. He doesn't smile, but his eyes are bright nonetheless.]

Your friend was very concerned, as was I.

[whatthefoxsay]

Well, last I checked you were my friend too. [She beams at him. Yes, she's happy to see you, Ben.]

But which friend in particular did you mean?

[warisart]

That goes without saying. I meant your friend that discovered you. Liam.

He was concerned someone would think he had done something to harm you.