DOUBLE MEME FRIDAY AW YEAH

[thunder-ace.livejournal.com]

The Morning After Meme!

1. Your character wakes up in a bed that isn't their own. Or maybe it is.
2. That person in the bed next to them though? They definitely aren't supposed to be there.
3. Soooo... what happened? What clothes are still on, if there is anything? And most importantly, what happens next?
4. ???
5. Profit!

Comments

Plays-in-Traffic

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[itsanaurakthing.livejournal.com]

[You are warm and kind of comfy, Plays.]

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_{[Yes, he is. You are warm and scaly, however. Tony cracks an eye open, mumbling.]}

...what?

[itsanaurakthing.livejournal.com]

[Wait, you're more squishy than she's used to, and you smell different.

Blink.]

You're not Artis.

[...she's confused and half-asleep still.]

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...you're not Kate.

_{[Touche, madam.]}

[itsanaurakthing.livejournal.com]

[Okay now she's going to scramble away to the other side of the bed.]

What the hell?

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

You tell me, lizard lady!

_{[WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN.]}

[itsanaurakthing.livejournal.com]

[slight bristle]

Draconian. Not a lizard. And I have no idea what's going on. Who are you? What are you?

[Dammit, where are her spell components?]

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

Draconian. Lizard. Same difference.

_[Hmmph.]

I'm Tony. What the Hell are you doing in my bed?

[itsanaurakthing.livejournal.com]

[That's gonna get you an irritated growl. Well, if she can't find her spell components, maybe her dagger is nearby?]

I don't even know where I am!

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

Well-

Wait, what?

[itsanaurakthing.livejournal.com]

Thes. I'm Thesik.

What is this place? It smells alive.

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

I'm Tony.

And Hell if I know. How the fuck did you get into my bed?

[on_errantry]

[Have a cat on your chest. She is curled up in a ball.]

I actually kind of ship these two, but it'd never work out.

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<sub>[Tony shifts - there's something on his chest. He mumbles and drops his hand.

Wait.

That's fur.]</sub>

Aw she loves human(ish) companionship!

[on_errantry]

[Purr, purr, purr, Rhiow is a happy kitty.]

They get along pretty well. :3

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<sub>[He doesn't own a-

Oh, that's Rhiow. He closes his eyes again with a sigh and sinks his head back into the pillow. Here, have some sleepy petting.]</sub>

Wolves aren't nearly as bad as dogs

[on_errantry]

[For her part, Rhiow picks up her head to see who it is - ah, Plays. She pushes her head against his hand, pleased.]

Smarter, for one thing. ;)

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

_{[He's happy enough to keep giving pets. Although he does mumble, rather sleepily.]}

When'd you get here?

Less smelly, too

[on_errantry]

I don't remember.

[If she was more awake, Rhiow would find that statement alarming. But for now, she just yawned and stretched, purring.]

Dan right.

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

Oh. OK.

_{[He doesn't remember either. What he'd do last night? Oh well, cat on top of him. Keep petting.]}