✖ twenty-seventh trauma//cold fingers! ✖

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[The first thing the phone picks up is Mika's scream. It's different from her usual screams of pure terror, in that it sounds more startled than anything else. What else can she do when she's suddenly woken up by a very cold hand where there shouldn't be one.]

[There's some grumbling, it's hard to make out, but it sounds like "Shut up"]

Get your hand out of my shirt, then! [Mika has decided to get Deuce a hot water bottle for her hands if she keeps this up. Do not want!]

[Deuce still sounds very much asleep.] Sorry. I didn't mean to.

It's okay, just... [Some muttering that sounds strangely like 'my boob feels like an icecube, thanks.' Vengeance will be ice cubes down Deuce's shirt come warmer months.]

You'll warm up. [There's a hiss/yawn.] And my hands aren't that cold.

They totally are, you just can't tell. [Mika yawns too, and there's some rustling as she rubs her abused cleavage.]

Not my fault I get cold at night in the winter time.

I know, but I've grabbed all the blankets we've got.

I think my hands got uncovered during the night. [More rustling as the snakewoman gets out of bed.]

Maybe we should get you some gloves? [Mika curls up to keep both their spots warm.]

Good idea. [Another yawn/hiss]

We'll have to check out the shops in the morning... [Sleepy grumble as she stretches, her joints popping.]

We can see if anyone else wants to go and get a few other things too.

That sounds like a good idea, it'll make things easier.

[There's the sound of more rustling.] Uh...Mika...

What, Deuce?

[The snake woman picks up both phones and tosses them on the bed] They're on.

...Are you serious? [Mika picks up her phone with a clatter of charms and then makes an extremely disgusted sound.] Son of a--how long've these been on?

I don't know. Probably for a while now.

[Siighhhh.] Figures.

They need to get shut off.

Then turn them off, don't just toss them at me, geez. [Mika's phone makes a noisy beeping sound as she punches the end-call button.]

((ooc: This is a dual-post celebrating Deuce's return from the land of the living dead, and both Mika and Deuce will be likely to answer any replies.))

Comments

[moarcrusadesplx.livejournal.com]

OH MY GOD IT MULTIPLIED.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

....What are you talking about?

[moarcrusadesplx.livejournal.com]

THE SAME THING. TWICE. TWICE. WHAT WITCHCRAFT IS THIS.

[hiddensnake.livejournal.com]

Both of our phones recorded what happened.

[moarcrusadesplx.livejournal.com]

AHHHHHHHHH. WHERE DID YOU COME FROM.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

She's...in the same room with me?

[moarcrusadesplx.livejournal.com]

WHY. YOU'RE BOTH ANIMAL PEOPLE.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

I can't help that I was born this way!

[hiddensnake.livejournal.com]

I'm standing a few feet away from Mika.

[moarcrusadesplx.livejournal.com]

STOP CONFUSING ME. [ I'm just going to spam this icon forever. ]

[hiddensnake.livejournal.com]

No

(OOC: And so am I)

[voice; private]

[the-aurailia.livejournal.com]

How could you cheat on me Mika!

[voice; private]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Wha--Seth! This isn't what it sounds like!

[voice; private]

[the-aurailia.livejournal.com]

I am so sad! You are no telling me about this relationship!!!

[voice; private]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

What? Seth, she's a snake! She goes practically catatonic in the cold, we weren't doing anything aside from sleeping! [Also Mika wonders how private this conversation can be when Deuce is right next to her...]

[voice; private]

[the-aurailia.livejournal.com]

Aya, you will hurt her feelings talking like that. You don't 'ave to lie to me!

[voice; private]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

No, I mean she is literally and genetically a snake. [Whyyyyy does everyone do this to her. Whyyyyyyyy.]

From across the room

[hiddensnake.livejournal.com]

She's right about that.

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

[Shiki just laughs.]

Really late night antics without me? I'm hurt.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Wha- whu--WHAT? No! This isn't-- [Ffffffff--! Mika is suddenly realizing her chances of dying as the crazy old wolf lady have just risen exponentially.]

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

[oooh there's more of that deliciously deep laughter.]

I understand Mika, it's fine. If you wanted company then you'd ask for it~

brb, mika is crying forever

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[Screeeeaaaaaaaammmmmmm! Mika grabs a pillow and buries her head under it in self defense. She is not awake enough to deal with this.]

Aaaw, sweety~

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

Aw, Mika, don't be like that~

[have metaphorical snugs.]

she's a durr

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Deuce the boys are picking on me again, and it's not even five in the morninggggggg~ [Whiiiinneeeeee.]

XD she's lovely

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

Aaaaaaw baby [There's mixed laughter in there.]

You had me worried there with the scream, but I couldn't resist when I realised what was going on.