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[birdonawire]

Who: Everyone
When: Day 6, Evening
Where: Home Base, Shrine Room
What: New arrivals!

[Suddenly, in the shrine room, there are three incredibly disoriented miniature superheroes. They don't appear to be having a very good time.]

Comments

[birdonawire]

Yeah. Cozy.

[backinaflash]

Think it'll do for now?

[birdonawire]

I've slept in worse places.

[backinaflash]

Really?

[birdonawire]

Batman takes stakeouts very seriously. At least this is indoors. And secure.

[backinaflash]

Man am I thankful to have the sane mentor.

[birdonawire]

Whatever, dude.

[takes off his cape]

[backinaflash]

Hey, even you can't deny Bats is kinda...... eccentric.

[FLOPPIN' ON THE FLOOR]

[birdonawire]

I would never deny that.

[lays down next to you, a little stiff and awkward, tossing the cape over you as a makeshift blanket]

Here. It should be warm enough.

[backinaflash]

I'm pretty warm all on my own, dude.

[...shifts a little closer to you, for making cape-sharing easier, really! not out of any traumatised need for extra physical contact! that's silly.]

[birdonawire]

[... oh. well, as long as you're initiating it...]

Apparently.

[backinaflash]

It's a speedster thing.

[birdonawire]

I guess it comes in handy.

[backinaflash]

[yawns, pillows his head on his arm] Yeah, I guess it does.

[birdonawire]

[shifts a little closer, so he's almost pressed up against your side - as long as you're not complaining, he could use the reassurance]

[backinaflash]

[yeah, shifts so he is pressed up against you, already starting to fall asleep. who knew dying would make someone so tired?]

[birdonawire]

[shuts his eyes, just focusing on your breathing until he dozes off]