WAKING UP!

[twin-fans.livejournal.com]

Your character is in a nice, warm bed, wearing their bedclothes (or lack thereof) of choice. It's comfortable, it's fluffy, and it's great...

Unfortunately, someone's in bed with them. They might roll over and accidentally cop a feel before waking up fully, they might notice the heat on their backs, but whatever the case may be, there's someone in there with them. They could easily remember the night before, how that happened, but...

Where's the fun in that?

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[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

[Warm body? Where did dat come from? On second thought, Gambit probably know the answer to dat. What Rogue don't know....]

[Still asleep. His head turns to face his bed-partner. She feels soft.]

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

[When Gambit turns his head, Nura feels the rough feeling of shaved chin against her cheek. She wrinkles her nose.]

[half-asleep now] ...y'need t' shave m're of'en Querl...

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

[Gambit's eyes flutter open for only a second before they close again.]

Who's Querl, cherie?

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

You 'r, foob...

[Nura is about to go back into full sleep when her mind registers that Querl doesn't have a Cajun accent. Neither does he have a tightly muscled body. So then...]

[Nura's eyes snap open and she stares at the strange face before her...she then quickly gets up and delivers a hard kick that knocks Gambit out of bed.]

WHO THE SPROCK ARE YOU?! [because someone who you don't know sleeping in the same bed as you when you are married...that's a pretty big reason for concern]

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

[Gambit flies across the room and is slammed hard against the wall with a loud thump.]

Oof! [He rubs his head.] What were dat for? Gambit didn't do nothin' to you.

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

If that's true, then what were you doing in my bed?

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

Your bed? Who say dis your bed, woman? Dat's Gambit's bed!

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

Whoever's bed this is, why were you in it with me?

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

Who say I de one in it with you? Mebbe you de one in it with me!

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

[Nura narrows her eyes and folds her arms]

Why would I have willingly been in that bed with you when I have a bed with my husband elsewhere?

[she then gets defensive] Did you use mind control? Are you a rogue telepath?

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

I ain't a rogue-nothin'. [He steps forward, pointing at her angrily.] And dere be plenty of women who would love to wake up next to Gambit in de morning. So don't you go getting all high-and-mighty, che--

[Pause.]

Husband? What husband?

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

[there is a wedding ring on Nura's left hand's ring finger.]

You don't know-- [He looks genuinely confused. Not a rogue. Nura puts down the defensive.]

His name is Querl Dox. I'm Nura Nal-Dox. [still unsure] Who are you?

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

De name is Gambit. In case you missed it.

[Join the club of confused, Nura.]

But de ladies call me Remy.

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

This must be the ship and that strange AI's doing.

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

Mon dieu, again? [Facepalm!]

How many time dat damn computer tink it have to mess with Gambit? I already told it I don't want no damn cake.

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

This ship does this regularly?

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

Oui. More dan I would like, too.

It promise me cake and make Gambit do crazy tings but den I got no cake after I was done.