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Sensei is gone. There was a stuffed panda in his lab waiting for me.

I can't find him anywhere. I've looked everywhere I can possibly think of. I don't know where he could of wondered off to.

By chance, did he come over to your house BLU? That's the last place left I can think of. I've exhausted all my other options, I don't want to think that he left me too.

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[He may have been in for another uncomfortable night of sharing a bed with a childlike woman, but at least she'd thought to bring him his coffee, which he'd forgotten in the kitchen in his haste to get out before she awakened. With a quick word of thanks, he took the mug from her and downed half of it in a single swallow, not even taking the time to smell the aroma coming from it.

It wasn't until it was already in his mouth and on the way down his throat— too late to spit it out, especially when in the company of a woman— that he realized it was not coffee, the sugary taste of chocolate giving away its true nature. He winced visibly, staring into the mug in mild horror.]

This isn't my coffee.

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Ah, really? Well... it was by me and I don't drink coffee. It's bitter and gross. Only old people with no taste buds drink that sort of stuff.

[Pyro's honesty could kill.

Looking at the cup curiously, she scratched at her cheek.]

So if it isn't coffee, what is it? Isn't that all Mr. Hawk drinks?

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[He ignored her bluntness about his age for the moment, still grinding his teeth over the fact he'd just downed half of his own spiked drink. So much for that brilliant idea.]

It's hot chocolate. I made it for you.

[Part of him was a bit embarrassed to admit that, but in light of the fact that in about ten or twenty minutes, he'd start succumbing to his own clever plan as it had backfired horribly, he was willing to forgo his usual attention to his proud image.]

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....!?

[Scooting away in shock, Pyro fell off the bed and tumbled backwards on the floor until she hit the closet with a loud thud. As she attempted to situate herself back into a normal position she found that her legs did not want to let her stand up. Looking down at them, she noticed how shaky they appeared.

... Odd. What was this? This was getting weird again. Too weird.

Letting her eyes dart around everywhere except at Sniper, she let out a squeak.]

You... made it for me? Why would you do that?

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[RED snorted at her reaction. She was apparently surprised he'd gone out of his way to do anything even remotely kind for her- understandable, given his standoffish nature and relative dislike for all things even vaguely related to camaraderie; however, what she didn't know was his ulterior motive for making the drink in the first place. She might not've been so kind if she knew it was laced with sleeping pills. Not that he was going to reveal that little tidbit to her, of course.]

Don't be so surprised. You nodded off at the table and were talkin' in your sleep. Sounded rough. I thought if you woke up, the drink might help calm you down, I suppose.

[Calm her down via medication, but the result would have been good enough.]

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...

[Even if he put it like that. He was thinking of her. The very thought meant he was showing concern for her feelings.]

Sniper...

[There was a smile on her face that trembled before she placed both of her scarred hands over her face and began sobbing again. As fast as the tears came, fingertips rubbed them away from the corner of her eyes.

Kneeling there on the ground, Pyro extended her arms upwards and continued to smile with closed eyes.]

Can I have a hug? Please?

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[His plan had backfired, she was crying again, and she wanted to invade his personal space. He pushed a sigh through him, inwardly kicking himself for thinking for even a moment that things were going his way for a change.

He eyed her as she reached up from the floor, setting the mug on the nightstand. He had a feeling with how rotten his luck had been so far, he was not getting out of hugging her. That didn't mean he wasn't going avoid it as long as possible.]

From all the way over there?

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[He didn't get the hint. So much for trying to get him to come over and embrace her (and give her a chance at the better bed spot). After what seemed like minutes of attempting to get back up on wobbly legs, Pyro made it as far as the edge of the bed before rolling over on it a couples times and reaching her arms out to wrap around Sniper's torso.]

I'm not letting go, ever.

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[He rubbed his eyes as she rose from her spot, her arms around him before he'd finished. He pulled against her automatically, but felt heaviness already setting into his limbs.]

You're gonna have to let go sometime. It's not like I can go much of anywhere here, anyway.

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Not until you're all healed up. Until then, I'm going to hug you and keep you warm... alright?

[Sniffling slightly, she pulled the covers over her frame and enjoyed the warmth that began to fill her. It was a little different from that of a firepit, but it was just as soothing and loving to her.]

Sniper is very warm. His body is nice.

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That's not quite what—

[He was cut off as she buried herself under the covers, still attached to his torso. He tried to scoot himself back to the pillows, but found he was stuck with her on him. He made due, pulling the only pillow he could reach toward him and setting it behind his head as he reclined. He then got to work trying to pick her arms from around him, the sluggishness of his fingers growing by the second.]

Er, yes. That's, uh... hm.

[He couldn't tell if it was the medication or simply his own ineptitude, but he couldn't think how to respond to her comment about his body.]

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[She simply thought he was trying to be affectionate and stroke her. There was no way he'd pull away from such a snuggly body as hers. Resting her head against his chest, she continued with her annoying and awkward nuzzling that Sniper had learned to hate.]

Yes? You have to finish your sentences, you know. I don't read minds.

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[With the heat of her body against his fighting back the chill of the air, combined with the sleep aid starting to take effect, Sniper was finding it very hard to keep his eyes open and his mind on the conversation. Pulling away from her was already off his mind.]

Oh. Sorry, I, er... What were we talking about, pumpkin?

[He took a deep breath, instinctively trying to control himself and the flushing of his face as even his drug-addled mind realized his embarrassment; however, it only furthered his exhaustion. His hand that had been trying to pry her from him came to rest on her arm as he struggled to focus.]

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[Shaking her head at his response, she decided it was best for him to get some rest if he was having trouble with his sentences.]

Mnn, Daijoubou. Just get some rest now. We can talk in the morning.

[Placing a hand on top of his head, she began to pet him again. It had become an obsession for her to treat him like her precious pet. If Sniper was any kind of dog, he'd have to be the biggest of all four-legged friends because of those long legs.

A Great Dane suited him.

Chuckling at the thought, she watched him slowly begin to doze off into dreamland.]

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[His breath was deeper as he mumbled something in response, his voice low, words completely incoherent. His mind drifted as his eyes closed, thinking of times he thought he'd forgotten. While he spent most of his time catering to his preference for solitude, he hadn't always slept alone.

Something sent a chill through him; he reacted, pulling the source of warmth in the bed to him, resting his head atop hers, the smell of cigarettes and shampoo teasing him even in his sleep.]

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[When her body was pulled close to him, Pyro let out a tiny gasp. This was the first time she could recall Sniper wanting to be so close to her of his own freewill. Feeling his head come to rest atop of hers just added to the confusion. Was Sniper being... affectionate towards her?

Feeling her mouth grow dry, she attempted to swallow and took several tries attempting to do so before she succeeded. Her body's response was awkward and she was heating up in that peculiar way that frightened her.

Moving her head slightly so she could glance up at his face, without warning; Pyro subconsciously began to move towards his face. Grazing her lips over his scruffy cheek, a small kiss was left there.]

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[Normally, Sniper was a light sleeper, one prepared to awaken if he heard the slightest noise or felt a disturbance in the air around him- his paranoia mingled with hunting instincts, both trained in keeping him aware of his surroundings even as he dozed. One never knew when an attack was coming, be it from man or beast. However, with his senses dulled by the drugs, he slept deeper, not thinking of what could be out to kill him as he nodded off.

Instead, he thought of those better times he hadn't thought of in years, memories fueled by similar sensations- the bed shared, that lingering smell of baked goods, a brush against his cheek. He let out a low chuckle, a grin crossing him as he muttered again.]

Hm. Tickles.