WHO: Archer & YOU WHAT: TDM Continuation / May Catchall WHERE: Around the Main Base WHEN: Throughout the month of May, after Archer arrives WARNINGS: TBA
[ Everything went fine and eventually they both went to sleep at their own time... But when morning comes, Archer may just feel something cold pressed against him. Very cold indeed - for the Goddess of Death is always cold - and she so happens to be the one blotted against him.
Somehow she has dragged herself, her blankets and duvet over to his bed during the course of the night. ]
Mrrr.... [She sighs but doesn't wake up.] Nyeh...
[ He can try to escape, but alas... This goddess is gifted with A-rank strength, and both her arms are holding him with all of her might! It might just be impossible for him to get free before she wakes up. ]
[ The two of them manage to settle into an easy sort of routine. The fact that he is doing his best to be considerate of her, and she has a fairly easy going disposition certainly helps, of course. Of all the things he might have expected to come of this arrangement, though, this is not one of them.
It’s the cold that wakes him (and how inconvenient it is that this human body is actually sensitive to things like changes in temperature), but the realization that the cold is coming from her has his heart skipping a beat.
Part of him thinks he should wait it out, but he also…doesn’t want to give any sort of impression that he’s…going to allow herself to be embarrassed? Because she likely will be.
He tries to carefully extricate himself, but unfortunately, he is thwarted by that A Rank strength of hers. Suppressing a sigh, he tries to…nudge her with his elbow. ]
[ There are very little things in the Underworld, besides souls and Gallû Spirits. And relevant to this situation in particular, there are no beds. Books sometimes fall from the surface and other weird human artifacts, but a bed? It never happened! If she sleeps, it has to be on cold rocks or by floating mid-air. That's really not conductive to sleeping well, she avoids it usually.
And so - of course - she subconsciously refuses to wake up when he nudges her with his elbow! ]
Nyuh... [She sighs and... Tightens her grip. Most unfortunately.] Five... Five more minutes...
[ This bed is even better than the one in her room back at base... Much softer and warmer, somehow. She could get used to sleeping in such a comfortable bed. She's not letting go, no way! ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
the morning on the day after...
Somehow she has dragged herself, her blankets and duvet over to his bed during the course of the night. ]
Mrrr.... [She sighs but doesn't wake up.] Nyeh...
[ He can try to escape, but alas... This goddess is gifted with A-rank strength, and both her arms are holding him with all of her might! It might just be impossible for him to get free before she wakes up. ]
no subject
It’s the cold that wakes him (and how inconvenient it is that this human body is actually sensitive to things like changes in temperature), but the realization that the cold is coming from her has his heart skipping a beat.
Part of him thinks he should wait it out, but he also…doesn’t want to give any sort of impression that he’s…going to allow herself to be embarrassed? Because she likely will be.
He tries to carefully extricate himself, but unfortunately, he is thwarted by that A Rank strength of hers. Suppressing a sigh, he tries to…nudge her with his elbow. ]
Ereshkigal—
no subject
And so - of course - she subconsciously refuses to wake up when he nudges her with his elbow! ]
Nyuh... [She sighs and... Tightens her grip. Most unfortunately.] Five... Five more minutes...
[ This bed is even better than the one in her room back at base... Much softer and warmer, somehow. She could get used to sleeping in such a comfortable bed. She's not letting go, no way! ]