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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 2, 2011 18:33:17 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n The real Sierra felt disappointment that Susumu hadn't heeded her warning; now he was at gunpoint, and she was having a hell of a time keeping the strong ghost from firing at him. Suddenly though, he ran towards her; Sierra, still possessed, screamed as he shoved her upper torso down with one arm trapped at an awkward angle against the wall. His boyish strength was enough to bend it a little wrong, causing her to wince in pain as she glared right back up at Susumu's intense stare. Out of frustration, she fired the gun into the wall, causing their neighbors to scream and bang on the wall, asking what the hell was going on. "Fuck, you're just like my husband. Couldn't just die without a struggle.
[/i][/color]" She hissed, struggling in vain against Susumu's superior, adrenaline-filled strength. But she finally dropped the gun, remembering that it had only one bullet left anyway. The ghost could feel all the pain in Sierra's wrists and that was enough to convince her to stop. " Stupid boy! ALL men are stupid! I'll FUCKING kill them all!" Possessed Sierra screeched, and the voice seemed as though it was giving up. It was working. She still continued to struggle against the teen boy's hold, but her eyes were flashing from red back to brown now, evidence that Sierra's soul was beginning to conquer the ghost's influence. Meanwhile the TV continued playing the creepy footage, but it was quieting a little, as though the problem was slowly being resolved. [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Lily Allen - I Could Say TAGS|| Sierra, Susumu <3 TALK|| <333
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 2, 2011 21:33:00 GMT -5
Thankfully he managed to pin Sierra to the wall with all of his fear making him speedy and reflexive as hell, and the gun was pointed at such an awkward angle that it went off, striking one of the lights as glass started to rain from the ceiling. Wincing at the sound but not daring to budge, he glared right at this fucking ghost. "Hey, I have all day." He huffed as he struggled against the female, not realizing that he was hurting Sierra in the process. All he knew was that both of them were in danger, and this was the only think he could think of to get them out of it. 'She has a lifetime though...' He mused with a frown, really hoping it wouldn't last that long. "Your husband sounds like a good guy, shame." Managing to make a comment under all of that screaming, more changes were happening to Sierra. He didn't want to believe 100% that he was winning, and he was ready to wet himself at any moment. The gun was dropped, he didn't know why but he realized this was a good thing, and he was only stuck there pinning Sierra down. The neighbors were shouting, very upset with the commotion as they left to get security, but he didn't know what was going on. He only knew that this was fucking weird. "Hey, men are the reason you were even born in the first place missy. Thank your dad for those X chromosomes." He could feel like he was winning somehow, especially as the struggle weakened and the eyes started to change back and forth--pretty repetitively actually, and he didn't know how else he could help. 'Come on Sierra, you got this.' Rooting for her anxiously, he didn't really know what else he could say. "Don't you dare lose to a ghost." He was warning her at least, which he figured was the most he could do at this point.
ooc: amgamg something is happening.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 2, 2011 21:54:42 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra continued fighting against the power of the ghost's influence, noticing with increasing hope that she was steadily losing control of her host's body. Susumu's constant grating comments caused the ghost to give him a deadly look, silently cursing him for thinking he understood the pain she felt about her husband -- although yes, killing him for it was inexcusable. Susumu's strength was getting to her; his hand on her torso was affecting her breathing and her hand felt like it was loosing feeling, and after all that, the ghost lost all confidence in trying to struggle. She was just dicking around anyway. At that moment Sierra heard Susumu's warning and somehow knew it was addressed to her. Exercising her will, she was finally able to press the ghost out of her; the ghost's ghastly mist floated out of her mouth as her eyes rotated backwards, showing only white and blood red veins. A screech left the ghost's mouth as she vanished into thin air. Sierra also turned back to normal at that moment, her eyes rotating back into place and the color returning to her face. Except it wasn't a good color - her face was a tad green. "Arceus, Susumu, I'm gonna be sick," She groaned, wincing as her eyes emitting sudden tears of pain. She wasn't sad or anything - quite the opposite - but being possessed was not a comfortable thing, and she'd been feeling the pain of Susumu crushing her the whole time. Neighbors cursed through the wall, complaining about how shitty the hotel was and how they'd be leaving if they were disturbed like this again. Heavy footsteps, probably from hotel security, could be heard approaching the door, which caused the other two ghosts to leave and everything in the room returned to normal. They didn't want to be discovered and exorcised, after all. "Hey, what the hell are you doing in there?" Came a gruff, heavy voice through the door.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Susumu <3 TALK|| XD
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 2, 2011 22:12:44 GMT -5
The ghost started to shut up as she retorted to his comments with a meaningful glare, making him wonder exactly what she was thinking as she started to weaken. It was a chilling sensation, feeling so much vigor, passion, hatred and emotion fueled into those very eyes that made him unsure about what he should think. The ghost's power started to recede as he held Sierra down strongly, not willing to back down until he was sure it was over with. His eyes constantly scanned her for changes in behavior, face completely worried as he tried to tell what was going to happen next. It seemed like the ghost gave up completely on the struggle, and he hardly felt any resistance as the presence left her body. He continued like this, swallowing his saliva in anticipation as he debated letting go. No, what if it was a trap? His arms were trembling from the excitement of the previous events, still feeling like they weren't out of the clear until Sierra's eyes turned to normal. That was his clue to her possession in the first place, so that was his cue to start letting go. Hesitantly he backed off, almost as if he wanted to keep pinning her down as he looked at her anxiously. "So...?" Asking, hoping so hard for a response after the ghost went out one last screech in defeat, just waiting for a glimpse of something normal in this damn city. 'Sick...? Oh god, oh god...!' She'd probably feel better if she laid down right? Not even caring at this point that this was awkward, he tried to take her hand gently to lead her to the bed to sit down. "Take it easy, we're going to get out of here." He said comfortingly, though he was mostly trying to comfort himself after that near death experience. Yeah, he really wanted out of this room anyways. What if it kept on happening? He wasn't going to let that happen. Suddenly, as if interupting one of the few moments of peace they could've had, the door busted open as Mr.Fot ran in with an axe in his hands, glaring harshly at the culprits in the room for making such a commotion. "WHAT is going on here? PEOPLE ARE complaining ABOUT calling COPPPPS!" He screeched, making some practice swings in the air as he was prepared to scare the shit out of these terrified kids. "U-Uh, wait...! She's not feeling well." Susumu started, raising his hands up innocently as Fot just happened to look down, seeing the gun on the floor. Then he looked at Sierra, seeing her not just sick, but in pain. This was bad. Very bad. "You are disgusting. Holding a girl hostage like that! You sick bastard, come with me. You're going to jail, I swear to ARCEUS." Fot screeched, suddenly grabbing Susumu by the collar as the teen yelped, getting dragged out by the ax-wielding Fot. "A-Ah, hey! You're choking me...and my stuff! Hey, come on...! Don't leave her in there by herself either." He protested as he was struggling against Fot's grip, but it was useless. Fot might've been a midget, but he was a very strong one that easily overpowered him. Fot, why so muscular? The complaining neighbors, an elderly couple that wanted some privacy with one another, glanced in at the girl to make sure she was ok. The woman seemed very snooty and bitty, while the man was obnoxiously hairy and fat. Still, even in tense situations like this they had a heart.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 2, 2011 22:55:58 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra staggered up as Susumu let go of her, her face a mixture of nausea, pain, and drowsiness as he took her hand and led her to the bed. She staggered after him, nearly tripping before she sat down onto the bed. Somehow the bounce it made when she sat down made her feel even worse, and she crossed her arms with discomfort as he reassured them with comforting words. It made her a little less anxious, and she remembered how bold Susumu was to save her and she was about to hug him when suddenly their peaceful moment was interrupted by a crazed maniac with an axe. Somehow he was just as scary as the ghosts, and Sierra paled when she saw him waving the weapon around. Was everything going against them!? yes She felt so awful that she didn't even get up as Susumu defended her against the scary man, but when he suddenly took Susumu by the collar, she slowly stood up and followed them with a pained look on her face. "W-Wait, he didn't do anything..." She trembled as she walked after them, feeling awfully tired and like she was gonna collapse. Her chest was hurting, so she had her arms folded over it. "Susumuuuuuuu." She reached out and grabbed onto his arm, but only succeeded in being dragged with him. "Hey, did you GAIN WEIGHT or something?" Mr Fot aimed a dirty look at the teen boy, then realized that Sierra had latched on. "I'mma puke on you if you don't stop walking." Sierra threatened Fot with a serious look on her face. This dragging was making her feel pretty gross. Stricken with disgust, Mr Fot removed his hand from Shamu's collar. "UGH, whatever. You two better get out of this hotel in less than five minutes before I report you to the authorities!!" He shook his axe threateningly at them before bounding down the stairs. Sierra staggered, but was fortunately able to stand from her own strength by now. Well, what would they do - stay in the hotel and try their luck or bolt the hell out of their with their stuff? Even in her condition, Sierra was opting for the latter.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Susumu <3 TALK|| <33 lol so much derp in this post
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 2, 2011 23:05:08 GMT -5
As Susumu was awkwardly bent down as he was being dragged by the muscular midget, he managed to see something out of the the far corner of his vision. Sierra was following them, and she really did look sick. Oh geez, if he got puked on he swore to god he was going to be so miserable. He heard her call his name in a slow drawl, as if she was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hear it somehow. He sent her a pitied glance as he dealt with his own problems, but then he felt something heavy grabbing his arm. "Yeah I just spontaneously gain weight when threatened." Susumu remarked sarcastically as he noticed Sierra holding onto him, actually kind of amused at this pitiful attempt to save him from the cops. At least Fot was fed up enough to not call the cops on them, especially with Sierra's warning. "I'd believe her if I were you, who knows what'll possess her if you don't do it." Susumu stated in a matter-of-fact tone of voice, and then Fot was gone with that final threat. "Ahh...this is annoying." He grumbled as he was trying to stretch his neck, stumbling up as Sierra slowly got off the ground with him. "Here's your stuff..." A gruff voice appeared from behind him as the fat neighbor tossed Susumu his things, apparently gathering them up and going through whatever looked interesting. Likewise, the wife also politely handed Sierra her things as well though her face seemed to express that she felt the items were contaminated somehow. "Thanks, that saves us a lot of trouble." Susumu sighed, looking through his stuff as he was half glad that he was still dressed. Again, he didn't bring pajamas with him because he ditched some of his stuff at his room at the HQ. He really planned on going back there soon, but eh, plans changed. "Anyways, how are you feeling? Should you see a doctor?" He knew nothing about anything medically, but whenever a friend was sick in such a survival like situation, he hated taking chances and seeing them just endure.
ooc: LOLOLOL amg she's being DRAGGED. LOL.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 2, 2011 23:49:57 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra was actually kind of amused at the situation also, but her problems were distracting her enough so that it didn't show on her face. Susumu's addition to her threat was enough to make her smile with mirth, but she didn't know quite what to think about the pun of being possessed. It was too soon for her to find amusement in it, but she shook her head at it. She turned around as the old wife gently offered her her stuff, which she accepted with both hands. A small smile was her only thanks; with her whole body still aching she definitely didn't feel like having manners. The old couple understood and trudged back to their room, leaving Sierra and Susumu there alone in the hallway. "I-I'll be fine. 'm notgonna puke." She said, waving the question away. Perhaps it was her reckless nature, but she assumed that her immune system would merely fight off whatever the ghost left behind. She wiped away the tears that were still there, then covered a cough before continuing to shiver in her nightgown that she was still wearing. "Where're we gonna stay, though..?" She asked sensibly, giving Susumu a worried look. Downstairs, Fot was checking his watch and noticing that their five minutes were almost up. His axe was still in hand. Oh no, this insufferable old coot wasn't kidding when he said he'd be up in their business if they didn't book it.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Lily Allen - Everything's Just Fine TAGS|| Sierra, Susumu <3 TALK|| I think we'll actually have to go through with them sleeping with the hobos XDDD
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 3, 2011 0:06:48 GMT -5
Susumu cringed a bit when he saw Sierra wipe away her tears, not entirely sure just how bad he hurt her. Man, he felt guilty about it now. Like even touching her was like a bad crime, so he awkwardly kept to himself to try and give her some space. He could go sulk about it in a corner with some lonely mods sometime; they could bitch about not having anything to mod, he could whine about his life sucked, it would've been a healthy relationship. "If you're sure...your threat really seemed serious back there." He commented as he noticed the empty stillness in the hallway, and as the minutes started to pass he twitched. Fot was going to come around soon to chase them out, so they were going to have to take their chances anyway and ditch. At least they had the directions to get out of here, thank god. He was going to have to look at that paper again sometime, because after all of that crap he forgot pretty much everything. Then the very question he was thinking about was popped up, and he frowned. Ahhh, crud. He didn't know how to answer that one yet. "I...might have an idea, but I don't think you'll like it." He was not going to like this either really, as he started to walk outside, hearing ominous footsteps going up the steps to alert them that their time was up. Yeaaah, shit. They really should get out of here now. Hair pricking up messily and goosebumps rising all over again, he motioned for Sierra to follow him outside as they were greeted with verrry bitter and crisp air. Ugh, it felt miserable to be kicked out of the joint. The smokers were gone, and the street looked lonely. He froze as he thought about what he should do next, almost forgetting his plan in the first place until he remembered Sierra was with him. "We're going to be homeless people for the night." Revealing the plan with an anti-climatic sigh, he started to scan the streets for any signs of smoke. Actually, there happened to be a spot not so far off, which looked easy enough for them. 'I...have no idea if this'll be fine.' "It'll be fine." He stated, faking a smile as he hoped to find some burning garbage cans or something--hints of warmth from a homeless crowd. He had a blanket with him in his bag anyways, something he usually brought along when he was out in the routes or if he needed to dry himself off. It probably would come in handy this time too...though he wondered if it would be big enough for them to share. Poor Sierra though, still in her nightgown. Glancing at her, he couldn't help but be worried at how she'd handle this all.
ooc: holy shit you're right, we actually might go through with the hobo thing...
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 3, 2011 0:58:39 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra replied quietly, "It was." to his comment that she seemed serious about it. Her stomach was strong enough to hold it back, but with enough fast movement she would've had to let it out sooner or later. Thankfully, it was beginning to settle down. But she remembered uncomfortably the way her wrist had been bent and she glanced at the bruised limb, hoping that nothing permanent had been done to it. She perked up a little when he said he had an idea, following after him with anticipation as they left the warmth of the hotel to meet the cool, crisp night time air. Honestly though, she was glad to get out of there knowing that there was a ghost with a deathwish probably still thinking about them. Then she recalled the kiss and their positions and her heart skipped a beat. Secretly and despite the circumstances she'd enjoyed it, and that guilty thought made her blush to herself when suddenly he suggested that they were going to be homeless. What? "Homeless?" Sierra whispered at first before she laughed a little, amused at the thought. Whatever, it wasn't like staying in the streets was beneath her, especially since it was safer than staying in that condemned room. His verbal assurance and the smile made her smile back. "I know!" She whispered back. It was almost like she was more excited - rather, less apprehensive - about it than he was. She walked with him, trying to keep pace despite how sleepy she was. All of what happened was just too much to bear with so little energy. Seriously, they'd been running on just ice cream this entire time. As they approached the hobo-sleeping-site-whatever, Sierra yawned and rubbed the resulting tears out of her eyes. The effects of the nausea were wearing off already, thank goodness.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Lily Allen - Shame For You TAGS|| Sierra, Susumu <3 TALK|| <333
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 3, 2011 15:29:13 GMT -5
Sierra was starting to whisper more now, as if she was getting to her limit despite the perky cheerfulness she showed. It was funny to watch, but he was sure that she'd be able to last until they made it over there. "I'm not giving you a piggy back ride if you pass out in the street." He joked, though maybe he sounded a bit irritated due to lack of sleep and general emotional exhaustion. Too much happened for one night, and he hardly had the chance to think about what was going on. They reached the hobo sleeping site with ease, where several grown men were huddled around a fire, right out of a garbage can, as they drank booze. Those were the stereotypical ones, but there was something even more depressing as Susumu looked for a free spot. He found one at least, near a depressed looking mother with a blanket wrapped around her and her two children; age 5 and 7. The kids were fast asleep as the mother kept a careful eye out for any strangers that came her way, very protective of the younger ones. He frowned at the sight, before plopping down on the sidewalk as they were covered from the weather under the cover of a bridge above them. "This'll do." Sighing, he glanced up at Sierra to make sure she was ok with this. It was the most he could do...at least right now. It sucked feeling like this. Fumbling through his bag, making sure nothing fell out as he pulled out a maroon colored blanket, he carefully wrapped it around himself as he shivered from the night air. It really was cold. Sierra had something to keep warm, right? He didn't mind sharing, but the thought made him blush a little, easily passable as a red flush from the cold at least. "Think you can sleep like this?" He asked, wondering how he'd do it himself as his back leaned against the wall of the bridge.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 3, 2011 19:58:36 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra drowsily chuckled at Susumu's joking remark, hearing a bit of irritation in it. But she wasn't about to just fall onto the street and make the poor guy save her again like he'd already done. With all that happened, she would've been surprised if he wasn't just as exhausted as her. She'd hurt him too; well, the ghost did, but she was too weak to stop it. It made her feel a bit bad as they finally came up to the circle of homeless neckbeards and some depressing sights, like the homeless mother and her children. She glanced at the mother, who glanced back with a look that made Sierra cringe and look away. Susumu then sat down and she sat down with him, hugging her knees to her chest. Finally motionless, she shivered as the cold night air nipped at her skin. Her nightgown was rather thin and only reached down to a little past her knees. She glanced at Susumu, who came prepared with a worn looking blanket that he wrapped himself up in, and felt a twinge of jealousy. But when he asked if she could sleep this way, she replied, "I-I'll be fine." She appreciated Susumu's concern and tried not to feel miserable for his sake. But after a minute or so her teeth began chattering, and she frustratedly tried to cover her mouth to stop the noise from coming out. She was super tired, but in temperatures this low it'd take a while for her to go to sleep. Not that she'd complain.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Lily Allen - Cheryl Tweedy TAGS|| Sierra, Susumu <3 TALK|| Awww. XD
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 3, 2011 20:30:31 GMT -5
Sierra sat right next to him luckily, which meant that they had some body warmth to share. Some, which wasn't a lot when it was like this. He never really paid attention to how short her night gown was on her until he realized that her legs were exposed to the cold. Frowning when she said that she was fine, he stared at her for a bit, as if to judge if she was telling the truth. Yeah, obvious lie was obvious. She was going to be so freezing and he wasn't going to let that happen, despite how awkward it was. The blanket was starting to warm up from being wrapped around in it, and she was just shivering like hell. Sighing, he impulsively opened up the blanket and forced as much as he could on her, though he wasn't about to give it up himself either. It was fucking cold, they were better off sharing. He felt too nervous to look at her as he did this, turning the other way at first on instinct with his face flushing again, part of it stinging from the cold, but mostly because this felt extremely personal. It even made him think back to the brief moment in the hotel where the ghost had tried to toy with him like that, further screwing around with his emotions. "Stop being a liar, get in here." He gave up and pasted a tentative glance her way, hoping she wouldn't deny it. He'd feel guilty as hell if she ended up shivering and not managing to sleep the entire night. Though seriously, if she said no then he was going to force her to get close to him whether she liked it or not---even with the blanket he was pretty cold, so he could always use that as an excuse. 'Though really...it shouldn't have to be an excuse in the first place.' He critiqued himself there, but didn't change his mind about it at all.
ooc: ARRRGGGFHFFHFH SIERRA GET IN THERE DAMMIT.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 3, 2011 21:50:49 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra glanced back at Susumu as he stared at her, still covering her chattering teeth rather uselessly. Suddenly he threw some of his blanket onto her, causing her to shriek a little in surprise. But she settled down as she realized just how warm it was. She just couldn't resist hugging the piece that he threw at her. Then she looked up at him and saw him looking the other way before he told her assertively to get in with him. His blushing, cautious look disarmed her and her eyes widened as her own face turned red to match his. "B-but-- we'd-- but it's yours--" She stuttered, then realized that there really just wasn't any other option if they both wanted to stay warm. After almost having to sleep with him in a bed, she was surprised she was still trying to keep her distance. After a bit of thought, she silently consented, scooting closer to him. The closer she got, the warmer it was, and she couldn't resist closing the distance between them - although she flinched when she felt contact between their hips. But she sucked it up and tried to relax even though her feminine hormones were practically screaming at her. "..Thanks." She said quietly. Even speaking to him in such a close proximity made her blush increase. At this rate all her blood was gonna rush to her face, seriously. But even though this was happening, the new warmth was already making her feel much sleepier.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Lily Allen - Who'd Have Known TAGS|| Sierra, Susumu <3 TALK|| <33333
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 3, 2011 23:27:46 GMT -5
He kind of expected Sierra to protest, but he wasn't going to have any of it. "Seriously, it's cold." He encouraged, scooting closer to her so she'd have no choice but to get over it. He was feeling a bit more braver now, especially because he was half asleep, actually cold, kind of liked what he was feeling, and was positive that he'd end up forgetting this in the morning. Except it would suck if he ended up remembering, and he'd possibly flip out in his head while having a very bad poker face. He felt a shock in his body from the sudden warmth, body contact side by side, and it was impossible for his male mind to not wander into places because of it all. This was very embarrassing, and he sat awkwardly in that position while trying to avoid her gaze. So warm though, he wasn't compelled to leave at this point though. He started to hide his face under the blanket partially, trying to keep it warm as possible as Sierra's scent wavered over to him. Not that he meant to be creepy, but ya know, she was right there and it was really making it hard for him to sleep. He wondered who was going to sleep first, as he felt too nervous to really fall asleep just yet. His body was freaking out, his mind was doing twists, and it seemed like a scene out of one of those girly mangas. One thing he did know was that he felt too tired to really talk, as he leaned against the wall and Sierra. Ah, he imagined he was going to wake up with a sore neck and back, imagining that he was going to sleep in this awkward position somehow...
ooc: derpderp I don't mind having a few more night posts. could be fun XD
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 4, 2011 0:17:00 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra could detect Susumu's scent all over the blanket and right next to her and it automatically made her feel safer. She snuggled into it, her heart beating rapidly at how intimate their position was. It was really nice of him to warm her up like this and she felt guilty, like for the whole day she hadn't given him as much as she was taking. That was partly the reason why she'd denied the blanket at first. She felt Susumu's head resting slightly on her as well as the wall and relaxed into the position, leaning towards him as well. All the while she was still blushing, but she was steadily falling asleep. Even though they were sitting on the sidewalk next to a bunch of hobos, it was better than she thought. But what about sleeping? She was the type of person to move around a lot when she slept, probably her body's way of using up extra sugar in her bloodstream. She was worried that she'd end up in a weird position with him. Oh gosh, how awkward would that be? After her mind wandered in this direction for a while, she felt sleepiness take over in no time at all, causing her to drift off and breathe rhythmically. She was leaning slightly on Susumu with her arms crossed on her lap, legs bent in front of her. Dreamland consisted of dancing candycanes and flying Pikachus with multiple limbs and eyeballs transporting her to the Elite Four, where she was getting destroyed by an enormous Caterpie. Woah, foreshadowing much?
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Trololo Mashup TAGS|| Sierra, Susumu <3 TALK|| <333 LOL yes prz XDD They should wake up during the night in weird positions and accidentally wake each other up, etc LOL
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 4, 2011 0:40:31 GMT -5
Not daring to look at Sierra's face since he knew he was going to blush like hell, and even worse if she looked at him at that moment, he settled into the position and started to warm up gradually. It was cold and he felt awfully compelled to shrink up into a small ball to get the most of the blanket as possible, which normally he did, but he was content enough to lean against Sierra and the wall as if he was curling up into a corner. She seemed to be dozing off quicker, because he noticed a change in how she was breathing as he started to calm down as well. His eyelids were heavy as he slowly drifted off, hands closely clutching the edge of the blanket to make sure that it wouldn't disappear from him somehow. The further in his dreamlike state he got, the more he loosened his grip. His own breathing became low and soft as he rested against Sierra more and more, not realizing it in the slightest. He subconsciously imagined she was a pillow and it just happened, poor her. The others that were sleeping around them were awfully peaceful, and the fact that no one dared to disturb them was appreciated. At least the homeless were kind enough not to steal from them--probably imagined they had nothing worth taking. His dreams...well he wasn't entirely sure what he was dreaming about as a pirate boat like crashed into a wall and a pirate named Angela walked out of it with a catgirl named Jesus, which oddly had a me gusta face wherever it walked. Then he somehow imagined that there was a dancing Sigilyph wielding an ax and saying 'GTFO' non-stop, trying to stop the catgirl from taking all of the stuff. What stuff? He didn't know, his brain wasn't filling in the blanks. He ended up cracking a smile music in his sleep though, probably amused by it all.
ooc: LOL yes. We can do stuff with this. Who needs dialog? <33333 SO FUCKING FLUFFY ITS KILLING ME.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 4, 2011 19:14:38 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra continued dreaming blissfully when the Caterpie suddenly fell on her, its immense weight crushing her to the point of causing her to wake up. Then she realized that the nightmare was true; Susumu was practically putting all his weight on her. Well, this was difficult, to say the least. If she tried to position him back upright, he could wake up, but she didn't want to suffocate under his extra bulk. Shrugging, she opted for the first option. She'd be a puppeteer and he the puppet. She crawled a bit so that she was in front of him and positioned her hands on his shoulders, trying to rotate his torso so that he only leaned towards the wall. Hopefully he wouldn't wake up cause if he did, he'd realize that Sierra's face was just inches away from his... and that she was grabbing him by the shoulders in a somewhat suggestive position. If he somehow stayed asleep, she went back to sleep as well after adjusting the blanket so that it was evenly distributed.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Breaking Benjamin - Blow Me Away TAGS|| Sierra, Susumu <3 TALK|| XD He'sgonnawakeupisn'the
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 4, 2011 20:59:22 GMT -5
As Susumu felt so much warmth from body heat and a shared blanket, he had completely dozed off as he accidentally woke up Sierra. She didn't mind at all at least, instead changing his position so his back was more against the slightly colder wall as she readjusted him. Despite how terrible the suggestive position was, he slept right through it. Deep sleeper, or just really really tired from everything that happened today. It would be hard to get him up unless something startled him out of his dream, which at the moment didn't seem to be happening as his dream started to include actual people he knew. He thought about Dougie punching him in the face, the wild Halloween party from last year and that ridiculous suit Syl was wearing, somehow the party on the Articuno's Vision was fused into it as people were all entered in this weird Karaoke Contest. Except he knew who everyone was, and they were all singing Disney songs. His lips turned into a smirk as Sierra finished moving him, clearly dreaming about something pleasant. Or aware that she was right next to him? Hopefully she wasn't paranoid about that. "Haha...morons." He grumbled in his sleep, recalling how a bunch of people joined together to sing 'Men in tights', and somehow he was mixing it up with all of the crazy happenings he saw at the Verona Halloween parties. It was so messed up and hilarious, he probably was going to make comments in his sleep like this for a while.
ooc: nah, if he woke up that would be too easy. I have a better idea. :'D
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 5, 2011 0:57:31 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra exhaled softly with relief as she steadied him into the new position. Suddenly Susumu muttered something about morons, and since Sierra hadn't fully fallen asleep by that time, she heard all of it. She snickered as she continued to listen to him mutter about his dreams, not realizing that she was losing steady minutes of sleep. She stayed awake trying to figure out what he was dreaming about to make him say those things, hugging the blanket to herself. If nothing happened she'd just doze off again. She needed those precious hours after all.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Susumu <3 TALK|| XDD Yay for better ideas. Sorry about the worst post in existence lOL. I didn't know what to do. XD
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 5, 2011 2:24:10 GMT -5
Susumu didn't stop there as Sierra seemed to perk up from the random mumbles; dreams continuously flowing through his mind as he twitched his arm in his sleep, nudging Sierra a bit. Unintentional, as he was seeing a bunch of people he knew dancing in this big giant party, and for some reason Eleanor busted through the wall shouting 'Oh yeah!', probably because her hair was red like the kool-aid guy. Probably. She somehow picked up a brick and threw it at his head at the party and people kept dancing, and he just barely managed to dodge it as his dream self bled from the wound. It was on now, fucking Eleanor. "Kiss my fist. Oh, look! It wants to kiss you back. So. Many. Fucking. Times!" He mumbled out in his sleep, completely directed at Eleanor as his arm stopped moving and he became completely still. He didn't entirely get what happened after that, but suddenly he was with Syl in the captain's part of the boat arguing about which direction they should take the Articuno's Vision. Blaze was in the back dressed as a waiter, looking very very displeased with his role in the dream. Syl said some snarky comments to Blaze, as the TD boss demanded to be captain and not a waiter, but Susumu could only chuckle. It was a soft one that went rhythmically with his breathing, before he whispered out quietly enough for Sierra to hear..."Sure you can sit next to me. But, you're going to have to be prepared to be eaten if we crash." He chuckled again before leaning comfortably against the wall, probably done with his random dream babble now.
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