Sleepover before the storm

[attheclocktower]

Characters: [OU] Xion, Excalibur, and whoever comes
Setting: Floor 101
Format: Whatever floats your boat
Summary: It's the night before the infiltration. People are plotting, discussing, and Xion has brought a Dream Eater so those who want to try to get a good night's sleep have a marginally higher chance of doing so. So in short it's a Tower-flavored sleepover. Bring your own pillows.
Warnings: Nothing in the top level. Will try to edit if anything changes but if something comes up in one of your threads make sure to add a warning in the subject line

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[Standard mingle post procedure. Make your top levels. Tag around. Have fun. Or not, this is Animus after all.

Notes will have been passed out and quiet discussion gone around by word of mouth, just saying that several people were spending the night in the hidden floor. Anybody who spoke to Xion would have been told that she's trying to figure out a way everybody can get a good night's sleep. You'll need to supply your own blankets and pillows but... hey, at least if you have trouble sleeping, you'll have company?

Note that any characters who sleep on the Hidden Floor, if they normally suffer from nightmares will likely have notably lessened or absent nightmares (up to your discretion) owing to the Dream Eater that Xion has brought with.]

Comments

[puppy_lancer]

It's really late and everybody else is asleep, so nope, don't think you missed anything.

[fionnuisce]

...oh. O-of course they are, right.

[puppy_lancer]

[He fights down the urge to snicker at the look on Waver's face.]

Go back to sleep, Waver.

[fionnuisce]

I'm too busy to sleep.

[puppy_lancer]

What are you so busy with?

[fionnuisce]

Important mature adult things.

[Not now, Lancer. Grownups are talking.]

[puppy_lancer]

...Everybody's asleep. You don't even have anyone to do anything with.

[Stop talking to him like he's a baby!]

[fionnuisce]

[stop acting like a dumb teenager]

Your point?

[puppy_lancer]

[He crosses his arms.]

Go to sleep. You can do stuff in the morning.

[fionnuisce]

You're not my mother, don't fucking tell me what to do.

[puppy_lancer]

And you're not my kid. I shouldn't have to be telling you to sleep when it's good for you.

[fionnuisce]

Then don't.

[puppy_lancer]

I wouldn't, but Diarmuid wouldn't be happy to see you working yourself to the limit again.

[fionnuisce]

I've had quite enough emotional blackmail as well.

[puppy_lancer]

Then what are you gonna do? Stay up and patrol? Help Grainne make tea?