Selfish leeching is all that gets me off my ass sometimes. Anyway MERRY CHRISTMAS???
Saki was a light sleeper. She'd never had to share a room before and hadn't been prepared for how miserable nights on GOA would be. Any inadvertent bump of knee against a wall or discreet trip to the restroom would leave her awake for a long time. Dr. Rill had prescribed her medication that Saki explained as, "It makes it so stuff like that doesn't get through to my brain and wake me up. I'll still hear if the sirens go off, though!"
All Kizna knew was that it knocked her out for seven and a half hours almost to the second, and that it could be unintentionally hilarious.
Saki had slowly rolled herself half out of her cot, bent over backward with her head dangling upside-down. She was snoring, open-mouthed, and an arm gracelessly flopped onto the floor, cushioned by her tangled hair. It was how Kizna imagined Zero slept.
Kizna heard Ikhny start giggling in the cot below hers, and felt matching amusement threatening to burst out of her. She whispered, "Shh!! You'll--" and then she really was giggling "--you'll wake her up--"
They both desperately muffled laughter. Ikhny wheezed, "How... are we supposed to look at her in the morning..."
"Shh!" The insistence was counterproductive, setting them both off again.
It took a minute before Kizna could breathe, but she could hear Ikhny still going. She shifted, sliding out from under her blanket and lowering herself down to Ikhny's cot, settling on the mattress to block her view. "Shh," she said again.
In another minute they were both breathing easy. Kizna thought about returning to the upper bunk, but she did like these moments -- like a sleepover that never ended, curled up on the mattress together and whispering together every night without fear of being overheard or interrupted.
"Thank goodness for Saki's medication. I don't know when I've laughed like that," she said quietly instead.
"Neither do I," Ikhny agreed.
Ikhny needed the laugh more. Struck by the thought, Kizna widened her eyes. "Are you ticklish?" she asked.
The other girl gasped. "Don't you dare!"
"Then... tell me a funny story." Kizna settled in, lying her head against Ikhny's pillow so that they were facing each other. It wasn't the most comfortable position, but she tilted her right ear so that it wasn't at too awkward an angle.
"I don't know any! You know I'm not good with jokes..."
"Not a joke! A funny story that happened to you."
Ikhny bit her lip, visibly thinking it over. "Well," she said shyly. "The other day -- you'd helped get Roose to the medbay, and Zero was still excited from the simulation..."
They were the ones tired the next morning, but Kizna caught Ikhny's bloodshot eyes and nodded to draw her attention to Saki, hissing at Clay as he awkwardly attempted to work knots out of her hair. Zero turned at their snickering, wearing a puzzled expression, making it worse.
Megami Kouhosei, "Morning After"
Saki was a light sleeper. She'd never had to share a room before and hadn't been prepared for how miserable nights on GOA would be. Any inadvertent bump of knee against a wall or discreet trip to the restroom would leave her awake for a long time. Dr. Rill had prescribed her medication that Saki explained as, "It makes it so stuff like that doesn't get through to my brain and wake me up. I'll still hear if the sirens go off, though!"
All Kizna knew was that it knocked her out for seven and a half hours almost to the second, and that it could be unintentionally hilarious.
Saki had slowly rolled herself half out of her cot, bent over backward with her head dangling upside-down. She was snoring, open-mouthed, and an arm gracelessly flopped onto the floor, cushioned by her tangled hair. It was how Kizna imagined Zero slept.
Kizna heard Ikhny start giggling in the cot below hers, and felt matching amusement threatening to burst out of her. She whispered, "Shh!! You'll--" and then she really was giggling "--you'll wake her up--"
They both desperately muffled laughter. Ikhny wheezed, "How... are we supposed to look at her in the morning..."
"Shh!" The insistence was counterproductive, setting them both off again.
It took a minute before Kizna could breathe, but she could hear Ikhny still going. She shifted, sliding out from under her blanket and lowering herself down to Ikhny's cot, settling on the mattress to block her view. "Shh," she said again.
In another minute they were both breathing easy. Kizna thought about returning to the upper bunk, but she did like these moments -- like a sleepover that never ended, curled up on the mattress together and whispering together every night without fear of being overheard or interrupted.
"Thank goodness for Saki's medication. I don't know when I've laughed like that," she said quietly instead.
"Neither do I," Ikhny agreed.
Ikhny needed the laugh more. Struck by the thought, Kizna widened her eyes. "Are you ticklish?" she asked.
The other girl gasped. "Don't you dare!"
"Then... tell me a funny story." Kizna settled in, lying her head against Ikhny's pillow so that they were facing each other. It wasn't the most comfortable position, but she tilted her right ear so that it wasn't at too awkward an angle.
"I don't know any! You know I'm not good with jokes..."
"Not a joke! A funny story that happened to you."
Ikhny bit her lip, visibly thinking it over. "Well," she said shyly. "The other day -- you'd helped get Roose to the medbay, and Zero was still excited from the simulation..."
They were the ones tired the next morning, but Kizna caught Ikhny's bloodshot eyes and nodded to draw her attention to Saki, hissing at Clay as he awkwardly attempted to work knots out of her hair. Zero turned at their snickering, wearing a puzzled expression, making it worse.
Totally worth it.