Ashlyn Reale: It's not even dawn yet, and she's up to
watch the sky from the safety of the couch. The warm, overstuffed couch with the
fleece blanket draped over her half heartedly. The drapes by the window are as
gauzy and fluttering as ever - but the window is very closed, keeping the city
stink and the cold outside. This does make the false dawn comfortable,
artificial. It's so close to 4AM that she can feel it in the weight of her
eyelids that still can't quite be convinced to wake up yet.
Joshua Coil: *He is asleep. On the sofa,
eyes closed. Even in his sleep, he looks troubled. A coffee cup in his hand,
unmoving.*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: The Bitchmobile
makes it's way up to Ashlyn & Joshua's place, pulling into the visitor's parking
spot. She slides out and looks around breifly before she heads to the door,
dressed as per normal, with the exception that the black tank-top has been
replaced with an identically-colored turtleneck. She comes up to the apartment
door, knocking lightly.
Joshua Coil: *He snorts, and looks up, and
his coffee cup topples. He swears under his breath, grabbing a napkin, and
dabbing off his leg. He gets up, remaining as quiet as possible to see who it
is.*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: People actually
SLEEP at 4 in the morning? Couldn't prove it by this coyote. She waits there,
whistling quietly, as she waits for the door to open.
Ashlyn Reale: The still form of the pale
model on the nearby sofa breaks from its statue state after Josh snorts and
spills. She stands, and glides over groggily to the door, opening it
automatically. She'll be the death of him yet. Long fingers reach up to catch
and cover her wide yawn.
Joshua Coil: *He looks back to Ashlyn.
Groggy, his voice sounds even more horrific. His focus turns to the door,
tensing, preparing.*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She smiles warmly
to Ashlyn as she opens the door. "Hey, hon. Thought I might drop by, relieve
Joshua of what I'm sure is a 24/7 guard duty. I wake you?"
Ashlyn Reale: And she in turn peers out
into the hall, head tilted a little. Her hair is reverted to curls in the
absence of three hours of care, a mess of dyed-dark waves and twists like a
flapper after a night one can never mention in polite company. "Not at all," she
answers smoothly even if her voice sounds of smoke and sleep and honey. She pads
aside, leaving the way wide open for Reyna. They will be the death of him. "Hi.
He's taking a nap. We don't call him on that."
Joshua Coil: *He sighs, and rubs his eyes.
He lets out a small grunt, and shrugs.* No one followed you? *He asks to Reyna.
All business. He would be threatening were it not for the coffee stain on his
thigh, right beneath smiley face boxers.*
Joshua Coil: I was not napping, I was
resting my eyes, *he mutters.*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Just the
mile-long, giant ugly-ass snake outside...said he's names Defiler Wyrm or
something like that. I'm callin' him D.W." She grins to Joshua as she steps in,
shutting the door behind her. "Naah, we're cool. All clear."
Ashlyn Reale: "My mistake," she murmurs.
The door closes, and it takes her a moment to think to lock it again before
drifting back to her spot. She makes curling up onto a sofa both dignified and
dainty. Full of alliteration tonight.
Joshua Coil: *He rubs his eyes with the
back of his hand, and then makes his way to get a wet paper towel and that spray
stuff. HE made the mess, he'll clean it up. Damned dog, always making a mess of
the carpet.* Sorry, *he mutters, his voice groggy, half-awake.*
Ashlyn Reale: She's here to look good, not
to make everything else look good. She lets Josh bumble about for cleaning
whatever that she can't be bothered to really care about at this hour. Brows
furrow, and she fixes Reyna a puzzled look. "Defiler...what?" Blank.
Joshua Coil: It's a bad bad thing, *he
says calmly, in response to her question about the Defiler Wyrm.*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "What he said," she
says with a chuckle. "One of my trademarked bad jokes, hon. Don't worry about
it." She takes a lean against the wall somewhere. "How are you guys doing?"
Ashlyn Reale: "Big, ugly, and snake don't
tend to mean good," she reflects on the utterly obvious, curling up in place and
tugging the blanket over her shoulder. She quiets for Josh to answer first -
ought to be interestingif nothing else.
Joshua Coil: *He shrugs, and finishes
up cleaning the mess on the carpet.* Spilled my coffee, *he says, as if this
should be a state of mind for him.*
Ashlyn Reale: "I'm... well, you know.
Relieved, but not by too much. This is just the nasty shit we're -aware- of,
after all." Voice still thick with sleep. Yay.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "I noticed," she
says to Joshua with a sigh. "Wasn't asking what you just did, though. Was asking
how you were doing."
Joshua Coil: *He looks up to Reyna, and
then moves out to the kitchen to toss the paper towel.* Wanting to fight. Tired.
How else would I be?
Ashlyn Reale: "How about you?" she
sleepily asks of the very awake one.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Fair enough." She
nods. "So same old, same old Joshua." She smiles to Ashlyn. "There's lots of
nasty shit out there, hon. Most of it, we'll never have the opportunity to worry
about. I've found that the more you focus on the good, the easier it is to put
the bad in a better persepctive where it's not all-consuiming in your noggin."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She shrugs. "M'a'ight.
Been better, been worse. Pissed off at the New York Cab Company for the
unspeakable crime of having more then one cab with the numbers 4, 5, and x in
their ID numbers. Beyond that..." She shrugs. "Got my shit out of my old place
finally."
Ashlyn Reale: "Why are you moving, again?"
Do -not- ask about baby eating rats, do -not- ask about...
Joshua Coil: We drink, we are merry, for
tomorrow we may die, *he grumbles, and returns to the small group, sitting on
the floor, cross-legged.*
Ashlyn Reale: "Don't say that so loud,
Josh. My anti-aging cream will hear you, and I'll have to pay twice as much for
it within the season." That's either a complaint or a bit of humor...
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Actually, this is
my first move in a while." She shrugs. "The place has...bad memories. Good
memories, too, but too many bad. Couldn't stay anymore." She grins to Joshua at
his words. "And yeah, somethin' like that."
Joshua Coil: *He looks up faintly, and
then to Reyna.* Do you need a place to stay?
Ashlyn Reale: Her attention shifts from
one to the other as they speak, watching sleepily
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She blinks,
surprised at that offer. "I honestly wasn't bringin' it up so I could ask for a
place to stay..."
Ashlyn Reale: "And?" Doesn't seem to
matter much to her whether Reyna was asking. She doesn't disagree with Josh's
offer, for better or worse.
Joshua Coil: *He looks back to Ashlyn.* If
she needs a place... that okay?
Ashlyn Reale: "We had a talk about the
couch." She waves her slender hand, both allowing it, and brushing away the
concerns of whether or not she would.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She takes a deep
breath, considering. "Ummm...well, shit." A hand comes up to scratch at the back
of her neck. "If y'all don't mind or anything...sure. I'd 'ppreciate that.
Um...thanks."
Joshua Coil: Good. Then I take the couch,
she can have my room. It's all good.
Ashlyn Reale: "Just promise you'll eat
what's in the kitchen before I get to it." Whether or not she's serious is
difficult to tell in this tone, the way her voice works out sleepily. Softer
too, now. Her eyes have closed and not yet opened again.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Why are you people
obsessed with getting my ass in a bed? I keep telling y'all, I've spent most of
my life sleepin' on a cot in the back of a van. Sometimes, in a van, down by the
river." She chuckles. "I honestly don't mind couchage at all."
Joshua Coil: And I'm used to curling up on
the floor in lupus. Your point? *He arches an eyebrow.*
Ashlyn Reale: She points blindly in
Josh's diection. "I have dibs on him at the foot of the bed." Not like there's
any company there, anyway.
Joshua Coil: *He smiles at that faintly.*
I'm a good puppy.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She glances at
Ashlyn, then grins a tad. "Dibs noted."
Ashlyn Reale: Cue sleepy groan, and she
curls up tighter on the sofa, working to get comfy. "No telling Ingvar," she
insists in that sleepy way.
Joshua Coil: Course not, *he says with a
snort, and he looks over to Reyna once more.* You taking guard duty, cuz
speaking of sleep...
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Oh, THAT gets an
arched brow of Most Extreme Curiosity™. "What about Ingy?"
Ashlyn Reale: "I sense a great and
terrible face ripping if he ever knows you called him that." Ashlyn spills
herself off of the sofa, landing first on her knees, then standing sleepily. "Oooooooh,
sleep. Sleep sounds good..."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Ahh, naah. You
see, Ingvar and I are like this." She crosses her fingers. "Once I convinced him
I wasn't actually a Demon, we've gotten along swimmingly. He's only pointed a
gun at me a few times."
Ashlyn Reale: Shudder. Seriously, the
model shudders, and there's the faint sense of unease that can't ever quite have
a finger placed on it. "I'll take your word on it. The sunrise isn't worth
staying up for this morning - so have a good time, but I' sleeping now."
Ashlyn Reale: (( Also, player must flee
before having keys imprinted into her face.. ))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Night, hon." She
lets Ashlyn take off, then sighs, moving over to the couch that the model just
vacated, shedding the duster along the way, and flosp onto it. 'cause it's warm,
you see.
Joshua Coil: *And he... he shifts into
lupus as promised, the big black dog, kicking off the irritating boxers with a
grunt.*
Ashlyn Reale: "Make yourself at home," she
offers in the airy way of Ashlyn nearing sleep, gliding on toward her room.
"Tell me whatever it is in a few hours, and I'll love to hear it when I'm
cognizant." A pause. By the time she mutters something about knowing the word
cognizant, she's in her room and rustling into bed.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "And g'night to
you, too, Joshua." She nods to the lupus, smiling faintly as she settles in for
guard duty. "Hasta."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "And thank
you...both of you." As a last comment to them.
Joshua Coil: *A slight ruffled woof, in
response.* ~ws~ No problem. *His tail wags slightly behind him as he vanishes
into the room with Ashlyn.*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: And she stays
there, away the rest of the night. Just keeping watch, with a bemused expression
on her face.