Not doing anything wrong... I swear!

[Damien Blaze]

She was in for a long night.

Since he hadn't slept in days, he'd be absolutely out cold. But his senses and his subconscious were very present with his protection, so as she lifted him into bed, his arms spidered out, wrapping around her like a teddy bear as he rolled over. She'd find his grip was quite strong, one arm shifting down around her waist while the other was wrapped around her neck. Not tightly there, but enough at he had a decent grip. He sniffed a little and let out a sigh. She'd find escape to be quite difficult as he proceeded to dreamland while lounging in her bed.

And he'd be that way for quite a while.

Strength/Speed: 30

[Onides Une]

She had gotten under him and was almost done with plopping him on her pillows with all the leverage she could accomplish. But it was when she squeeked again that she found herself practically beneath him in her bed with his arms holding her with what might have been three times her own strength. Did he smell her just now? She hunted for her phone or something to call for help but sheb remembered setting it on her desk... Far from reach. She felt dizzy from the constant burning of her cheeks.

"Heeey" she'd pat his sides with her tail while trying to wiggle from his grip. To no avail would her efforts work she huffed again. Frustrated the lights were even still on. Til morning...

[Damien Blaze]

After several minutes, the light switch shut down on it's own. Without enhanced movement, they had wonderful motion sensor technology.

And so she'd be there til she fell asleep....

When morning rolled around, he awoke, this time with her back to him as he lay on his side, arm around her waist. Her tail was threaded between his legs, wrapped around his right one as the girl next to him seemed to be almost purring. Or was that snoring? Snoozing? He didn't know. He had some light bite marks on his shoulders- was she a sleep nibbler? Wait a minute. What the fuck- where was he!? He remembered asking for a taxi to take him to Cabal....He slowly lifted the covers- whew, okay, clothes were on. A++. He hoped that he was friends with this one.

He'd gently tap her on the shoulder.

"Um...excuse me...?"

[Onides Une]

She was stirred awake by someone she didn't know. her tail was asleep, feeling weight on it. She let go the best she could and flip over to look at this person. And it came back to her again. Blaze's younger brother was in her room and she finally remembered that she read about bits and pieces of his deeds and accomplishments something about his red hair clicked within her of the master strategist.

Who was in her bed

who tackled her and gripped her for dear life

who she nearly viewed buck naked

Her cheeks flushed again and she crawled out of bed straightening her shirt. He looked confused as well and she noticed. "You don't remember what happened do you?"

[Damien Blaze]

He sat up a little, propping himself up on his elbow.

"I do not. I mean, clearly you're my type, but I can't recollect a thing past one pm yesterday. I hope I wasn't too out of it to bring some enjoyment to your evening."

He grinned, shifting over to the edge of her bed and scratching his hair.

"I dig the room too. Games, pictures....lots of goodies."

[Onides Une]

"You mentioned my room saying it was cool." She gripped her tail and massaged the prickly sleep feeling trying to make it go away. Was she his type? She can't recall anyone saying she was their type. But then it clicked to her what he meant.

"Oh!" She shook her head. "No nono.. no! Not did *that* t-thing!" words so came out perfectly. She gave herself a hard facepalm. "Noo you needed a bath and you needed sleep and you had a bath and you passed out on my floor... I tried to put you on the bed and you put us to bed..." DAMN WORDS! Too early in the morning for this! "I just couldn't get out of your grip like wholly crap you certainly lift."

[Damien Blaze]

He cocked a brow as she tried to speak, unsure if he should be offended at how voraciously she was denying being his partner. Then, he looked down at his body and back at her.

"Yeah...A wee bit." He gestured at her well honed frame. "So do you though. You're jacked."

He'd stand, and walk over toward the door to the bathroom, nose crinkling at the smell of his clothes.

"You're brave. For all you know, I was just a smelly hobo trying to bum a free night from you."

He'd glance back and wink, before looking in his pack for a Tank which he'd proceed to pull over his muscled frame.

"Did we....exchange names?"

[Onides Une]

Was she jacked? Was that a compliment? Not something you compliment a girl usually. She'd let it go and take it as one. "I climb... a lot... everywhere."

Hearing him she shrugged her shoulders to give him an explanation. "You said you were Blaze's brother Damien... I remember some of your missions and such and can confirm that was who you were... That is what I do anyway. I look up people and research them and plot strategy to be used later. Bravery had nothing to do with it... I was just being nice. You, more than I realized at first, needed help." she looked up at him.

"You can call me Oni." After all of that she just had to ask. "What brought you to be come covered in gunk and delirious from sleep deprivation?"

[Damien Blaze]

Damien half shrugged.

“I’m apparently wanted by sixty territories or so. They didn’t take kindly to me traveling through to sign up for my mandatory training. Some got in the way.”

He folded his arms.

“You’re kind of a Collector of sorts, eh? Collecting information for use later...I like that.”

[Onides Une]

She shrugged. "Not blackmail or anything just it helps me and interests me. I know people, I predict what they do next. Usually, that works best for my games these days."

[Damien Blaze]

He glanced at the table.

"Games? What games would require information on people?"

He continued to watch her behavior, clearly interested.

[Onides Une]

She cocked her head a bit wondering if he was seriously asking her that question!

"Oh?" In a quickstep, she went to her desk and pulled out a folder and handed it to him. In this folder was a few premade character sheets with their own special names and stats some were real people here with depicted stats based on their training results or past achievements. "It is a strategy and adventure game. Me and others take turns creating NPC's for the PC's to face and roll dice to get results on choices that have been made on how to face the obstacles pitted against them. When you know your enemy you get to know how to best face this challenge and keep moving ahead. Victory or Bust!" While she explained it she unfolded a map of her own terrain design it was a full continent printed on sturdy paper. A gift from her father on her seventeenth birthday, it was filled with cultural differences and likely thriving towns near rivers and lush soil.

"Sometimes knowing you friends also lets you predict what choices they'd make... it is a little cheat with the game but they less likely catch you off guard with some ability that needs to be Nerfed for abuse of power." She rolled her eyes remembering a scrub that came trying to say his dragon born trumped her creature in strength when he rolled poor dice with a shit accuracy stat.

[Damien Blaze]

He walked over as she whipped it out and put it on the table (giggity).

He'd examine the information, a small smirk forming on his lips. He'd put a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"You have got to let me join in. I haven't been part of a DnD style game in ages." It would give him the benefit of knowing people who played, but of also learning more about the people here. He'd let his hand slide from his shoulder as his phone began to ring, reaching into his pocket and pulling it out.

"Hello? Yes. Yeah I made it. Met a new friend. Yes. Yes. I will, thanks. Later."

He'd look back to her.

"Tell me, Oni. What squad do you belong to?"

[Onides Une]

She began folding her map and putting things back in their places quite neatly in contrast to some other parts of her room.

She beamed as he knew what she as talking about it was not a common occurrence it happened. "We'd be happy to have you join... I mean if you are familiar and accepting of the really nerdy stuff that goes on. All characters accepted, come at your own risk!"

But she fell silent while his phone rang. Putting the rest of her stuff in place grinning from ear to ear about showing her stuff. Her ears perked hearing his question for her.

"Squad?" She raised a brow. "I have not been assigned to one currently."

[David B.]

He walked over toward the door and picked up his pack, slinging it over his shoulder.

"If you're willing, I'd like to request we get one together! Might be nice to know you have a friend watching your back."

He'd strap in the other side two, carrying the stinky shirt in his hand.

"If not, I won't take offense."