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Jul. 30th, 2012 10:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mnt_mikeSleep is where Mike is a Viking.
It's where he's safe and sound and comfortable and warm.
He's nearly buried under a pile of pillows, his favorite way to sleep now that he's sleeping alone.
It's where he's safe and sound and comfortable and warm.
He's nearly buried under a pile of pillows, his favorite way to sleep now that he's sleeping alone.
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Date: 2012-07-31 02:21 am (UTC)Which is why X, having opened the door with her usual degree of stealth, pads silently toward the bed.
She pauses two feet away, then says, in a normal speaking tone, "Mike."
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Date: 2012-07-31 02:34 am (UTC)Mike, on the other hand, doesn't rouse. It's possible the pillow on his head is muffling the sound of her voice.
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Date: 2012-07-31 02:55 am (UTC)"Mike."
She says that a little bit more loudly, though the pillow remains in place.
snikt
If he doesn't wake up very soon, things might end less than well.
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Date: 2012-07-31 03:02 am (UTC)His breathing becomes far too still for someone sleeping.
"... x?"
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Date: 2012-07-31 03:06 am (UTC)Her voice remains even and matter-of-fact.
"It is Wolverine."
Beat.
"You should not have to ask that question."
Son, she is disappoint.
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Date: 2012-07-31 03:15 am (UTC)"...why are you in my room?"
He's not having that dream again, is he?
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Date: 2012-07-31 03:19 am (UTC)Some scents are unmistakable.
"I am not going to have sex with you."
Better to clear that up right away.
"We are training. Now."
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Date: 2012-07-31 03:25 am (UTC)It should be noted that aside from moving the pillow...he hasn't moved at all.
"What time is it?"
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Date: 2012-07-31 03:29 am (UTC)For him, at least.
"Get up."
She gives him to the count of not-quite-one before she's moving, intending to grab his arm and twist in order to leverage him out of bed.
Time is wasting.
And it is time for another skills test.
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Date: 2012-07-31 03:35 am (UTC)Mike disappears beneath the covers, and not just because he's not wearing pants. He feints left, but dives out from the bed right, making sure to try and keep the bed between himself and X.
He's fast, but anyone with any training can see he's sloppy...and no where near as fast as he used to be. Plus he's still half asleep.
"Now hold the phone, have you lost your mind?"
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Date: 2012-07-31 03:38 am (UTC)It seems sensible enough to her.
"And if you do not get outside soon, it will be very difficult."
Beat.
"For you."
X is really, really good at merciless.
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Date: 2012-07-31 03:41 am (UTC)"Wait! Hold on! Splinter asked you to break into my room, and threaten me with bodily harm at the upper butt crack of dawn?!"
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Date: 2012-07-31 03:46 am (UTC)X shakes her head, just the once.
"That is because you would not wake up."
Obviously.
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Date: 2012-07-31 03:54 am (UTC)"It's far too early for complete thoughts right now. Splinter wants you to train me because I wouldn't wake up?"
He's looking like he might make a break for it, though...considering his aforementioned lack of pants, chances are good he wouldn't get far.
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Date: 2012-07-31 03:56 am (UTC)X takes this opportunity to step inside Mike's guard and flip him over her hip.
Or attempt to, anyway.
It's like a demonstration.
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Date: 2012-07-31 04:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-31 04:06 am (UTC)"That is why Splinter asked. Me."
Does she need to say more?
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Date: 2012-07-31 04:07 am (UTC)"....can i put pants on first?"
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Date: 2012-07-31 04:08 am (UTC)Beat.
"Four."
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Date: 2012-07-31 04:12 am (UTC)That's going to leave a mark.
"STAMPY! PANTS!" he cries to no avail, the miniphant has clambered into Daddy's bed and is snuggling among the pillows.
Shoes. If there's one thing he's learned from both experience and Die Hard its that humans need shoes before they go anywhere.
Mike scrambles to get up, grabs the first pair of shorts he can find in the pile of clean laundry on the floor, and then makes a mad dash for the living room where he knows a pair of sneakers is.
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Date: 2012-07-31 04:15 am (UTC)X is waiting right where she is.
"Two."
Her expression remains completely blank.
"One."
Bzzzzz. Time's up.
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Date: 2012-07-31 04:21 am (UTC)In short: He looks like a wet hot mess in June.
A wet hot mess in June with his hand on the doorknob of the front door to the suite.
He looks like a hunted man, mostly because...he is.
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Date: 2012-07-31 04:23 am (UTC)It is only going to get worse.
But at least X is oblivious to the fashion faux pas.
"We will start with basics. For endurance."
Beat.
"Breakfast will come later."
And he had better not ask for coffee.
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Date: 2012-07-31 04:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-31 11:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-08-01 12:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-08-01 01:01 am (UTC)She keeps watching him, unblinking.
"Demonstrations are more effective."
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Date: 2012-08-01 01:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-08-01 01:37 am (UTC)Beat.
"I am very good at that. Now go. It will be over sooner, that way."
For a given value of 'sooner'.