[ that’s cute, because sierra knows that feeling. she hates being woken up, especially the few times she can actually get warm because of some other source of heat, and so she tries to do this as gently as possible. ]
Kisa.
[ by this point… it’s probably actually just time for kisa to go to bed for real. ]
once she has kisa’s attention, her expression turns tender—it’s been a long time since she’s done something like this, and she’d be lying if she said she didn’t miss it. ]
[ (reim is a prude and probably wouldn’t share the bed even if they were married.) ]
Aha. Then you can. Move under the blanket, dear…
[ she nudges at kisa’s legs and uses her other hand to gently tug the sheets down from under her, so that she can tuck kisa in like the true wholesome mom she is. ]
[ She's a little bummed they don't have pretty colors, but you know what, she has to use what she can here. And Sierra still seems to like them well enough, so Kisa smiles gratefully with a hint of drowsiness still touching her lips.
She's at least helpfully shifting to make Sierra's job a little easier, though once she's tucked in, she's curling up immediately once again in her nice warm spot. ]
[ sierra is actually jealous of how comfortable kisa looks. if she were to put her mind to it, sierra could sleep for ages, and she most certainly wants to… so if kisa’s going to be cozy, and sierra actually feels all right, there’s no harm in crawling right back in and spooning the little tiger.
so she does just that. ]
I think you made me feel better.
[ although, actually, now that she thinks about it… didn’t reim also get horribly ill when sierra tried to do something nice for him? ]
[ the gears are turning in sierra’s head, but she can’t be too mad at kisa for trying to do something nice… not when it’s kisa, and not when it was such a minor incident anyway. nevermind the fact that sierra truly felt like she was going to die for a few days there. ]
Perhaps this is the best medicine for a vampire. I’ll be sure to call upon you the next time I need a nap.
[ she's very sorry for almost killing you, Sierra. Who knew, gratitude was such a bitch...
But Kisa can't say she minds getting the opportunity to have sleeping company again, so she beams as brightly as she can while still... very groggy. Hopefully Sierra gets the message. ]
[ yes, kisa does look awfully sleepy, and sierra is pretty sure that keeping her awake any longer will tip her over into “unable to relax again” territory, so she simply pulls the blanket up and back into place. ]
[ and… the next morning, it’s probably no surprise that sierra is still conked out.
she doesn’t do well with sunlight, though it doesn’t hurt her, but it’s enough of a bother in the morning that she has the windows blacked out in her room. still, her internal clock is pretty good. she knows it’s time to get up, but… she doesn’t want to. ]
Which Kisa is currently experiencing, but she's at least slept far more than she normally does, so it's not as hard for her to stir and shift out of her curled position. She's bleary-eyed, certainly, but at least she's awake and glancing down at Sierra.
Tentatively, one hand lifts to gently shake her shoulder. ]
[ a sleepy sierra is not a pleasant sierra, but it’s the sierra that kisa is getting. she groans, looking a whole lot like the young girl that she is on the outside. ]
Klaus… you know I hate…
[ murmured, as she tries to snuggle deeper under the covers. ]
[ the sound sierra makes is utterly undignified, but she’s awake now, with a hand reaching to bat away the intruder’s. it’s a good thing she does, very distantly, recognize that this is not someone to electrocute. ]
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Kisa.
[ by this point… it’s probably actually just time for kisa to go to bed for real. ]
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But she does eventually pry one eye open, peering blearily at Sierra like she's not sure how she got here but she honestly doesn't care. ]
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once she has kisa’s attention, her expression turns tender—it’s been a long time since she’s done something like this, and she’d be lying if she said she didn’t miss it. ]
Do you want to sleep in my bed tonight?
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(Once Sierra seduces Reim, Kisa can't share the bed anymore, might as while get in while the getting's good.) ]
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Aha. Then you can. Move under the blanket, dear…
[ she nudges at kisa’s legs and uses her other hand to gently tug the sheets down from under her, so that she can tuck kisa in like the true wholesome mom she is. ]
…your flowers do make this room much nicer.
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She's at least helpfully shifting to make Sierra's job a little easier, though once she's tucked in, she's curling up immediately once again in her nice warm spot. ]
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so she does just that. ]
I think you made me feel better.
[ although, actually, now that she thinks about it… didn’t reim also get horribly ill when sierra tried to do something nice for him? ]
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... Huh. Actually, now that she mentions it, she does look a little better. ]
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Perhaps this is the best medicine for a vampire. I’ll be sure to call upon you the next time I need a nap.
[ which will honestly be tomorrow? ]
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But Kisa can't say she minds getting the opportunity to have sleeping company again, so she beams as brightly as she can while still... very groggy. Hopefully Sierra gets the message. ]
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Back to sleep with you, then.
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Sierra is comfort. ]
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she doesn’t do well with sunlight, though it doesn’t hurt her, but it’s enough of a bother in the morning that she has the windows blacked out in her room. still, her internal clock is pretty good. she knows it’s time to get up, but… she doesn’t want to. ]
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Which Kisa is currently experiencing, but she's at least slept far more than she normally does, so it's not as hard for her to stir and shift out of her curled position. She's bleary-eyed, certainly, but at least she's awake and glancing down at Sierra.
Tentatively, one hand lifts to gently shake her shoulder. ]
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Klaus… you know I hate…
[ murmured, as she tries to snuggle deeper under the covers. ]
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I’m awake.
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Kisa finally brings her hand back, settling back to wait patiently. ]