RL with Gale | Grab Bag Virus

[bare_my_fangs]

You'd think that as a Gundam Pilot - a person living life on the edge, with their life always at stake - Michael would be an extremely light sleeper. You know, wide awake at the slightest noise and ready to attack. And you'd be right.

For the most part.

If Michael doesn't sense any immediate danger, then you can pretty much count on him to be out of it.

Kinda like right now.

Being transported to someone else's room - into their bed - in the middle of the night didn't do much of anything to Michael, save cause him to be sprawled out on top of Gale rather than just his own bed. He'd even stolen all of the blankets here as well, the duvet wrapped half around him with the other half hanging off the bed, and was content to sleep merrily away until morning.

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[donotcomprehend.livejournal.com]

Gale's hand came up as fast as Michael's reflexively, and caught his wrist before he could grab his throat. He blinked in surprise. "Very well, we can change the subject," he said, as calm as ever, but even more perplexed by Michael's illogical behaviour. "We must determine how to explain your presence to the rest of the Embryon. Heat may wish to devour you."