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[Blade Havok]

Parker was watching Hatori, Dakota, and Chris for awhile… Just awhile. She got bored of it, and she was tired. She found Hatori’s jacket nearby and snaked up to it. She folded it into a pillow and put her head down on the bleachers. For all she knew, she was dead to the world, breathing very soundly and very slowly. Her entire body still ached and felt horrible. Sleeping was nice. She still felt the pain then, but it was dull.

She vaguely remembered something about Hatori coming close to her. She tried to ask if they were done, but she wasn’t sure if she had managed to make the words. She could easily sleep through any amount of orbing. She was set upon something softer, but it was a lot colder. She tried to curl against the warmth that must have been Hatori, but she heard something about needing to pull out the bed and Chris’s voice about him doing it… So she got to stay near Hatori and the warmth even though the pull out was chilly. She was sensitive to the cold.

Waves of warmth and healing surged through her when she felt a wave of pain. It wasn’t a lot, but there was dull throbbing that was always soothed quickly courtesy of the convenient empathy link between whitelighter and charge. She snuggled close to Hatori, knowing instinctively both that he was both her boyfriend and the source of healing and warmth-all necessary things in the life of Parker Halliwell. She was a little better, needing less healing as the night went on because sleep worked wonders, which meant even more sleeping than anyone else. She didn’t even notice Hatori leaving except that she took his spot when he moved away.

When Hatori came back, she opened her eyes for a few seconds to put her head on Hatori’s lap, her new pillow, and began to snooze. She could hear Chris’s voice and the female voice that she was too tired to worry about. Chris and Hatori were close. If the person was bad, they could take care of it. She liked lying down and sleeping. She opened her eyes one more time to try and find Hatori’s hand, which she did only to place over her other ear, facing up, signaling the others that she was sleeping and wanted quiet for her sleep. She mumbled, “Snooze. Kthx.”

[AphroditeStrife]

Drizzt and Catti-brie spent the next couple hours just snuggled up in his futon and making out, being sure not to make it anything overly passionate to make sure that her mage could get used to this idea. There were a couple times he felt himself growing overly warm, so they would pause and chat about old times, new things they'd seen and learned in this world since their summoning... he was wonderful. He loved being intimate with her, what man wouldn't she was beautiful and a force to be reckoned with when her mind was set, but this reminded him of simple times on the Sword Coast when they would just lay together and watch the stars and talk... or sit, back to back on watch, talking of everything and anything at all...

He felt completely at peace, and his mage seemed to be happy with this, though he hadn't been opposed to getting passionate either, but the drow was resolved to be as courteous and gentle with Catti's host as he could. They slept in the same bed and he was allowed to hold her through the night, which really was just as intimate as any physicality they could have indulged in. Drizzt was a simple elf in this way, carnal pleasures were beautiful when in love, but after what happened with Dahlia, and thinking back to his own people, he found the peace and quiet with Catti-brie was just as good.

They slept in to the late morning then got up and went about working out, some training, cleaning, maintaining weapons and what not... He'd regifted her the wondrous Taurmaril and a large portion of the morning was dedicated to her getting reacquainted with the bow. Around mid day they decided to take a nap since they would be up most of the night, and decided to have a meal after they awoke so the food did not sit heavily in their stomachs and take away their rest.

Drizzt must have been more tired then he though because even at late afternoon when Catti-brie started to stir, he did not. He was warm and comfortable, and this way of sleep, with the futon and on the mats reminded him of traveling and brought him very pleasant dreams he didn't wish to wake from... even if the focus of said dreams was right next to him. It was probably apparent to the red head after a few moments she would have to roust him if she wish him to wake, because if left to his own devices he might sleep the rest of the day away.

[AphroditeStrife]

Milo followed Kida up onto the roof and he wasn't sure how long they laid there together, gazing up at the Fey Star and chatting about how their training with their mages was going. He knew he should have been working on that summoning spell, but his own mage even told him to cool it, apparently spending time with his beautiful wife was just as important... and he agreed. Ever since they were brought this world, he'd been holed up in the library, and Kida had been working on her own brand of magics, neither were things they could really do together.

Given how important tomorrow night would be, a but of a recharge was in order he decided, and he would not feel guilty about it. Working himself to exhaustion was unfortunately a character trait he possessed, and sometimes it was counter productive... this he'd learned from his very wise wife. She really was ideal for him, she knew when to let his mind carry him away, when right on the cusp of a breakthrough where that last little push was all he needed... or when to reign him in when a bit of rest and relaxation actually helped him come up with alternate ideas, to put his mind on another path.

Finally they went to bed, together, though both were overly tired from staying up late and talking on the roof, so much so they slept clear through lunch. Eventually his pale eyes blinked and opened, a yawn coming out of him. He reached over to grab his phone (if such a small device with the information of a billion libraries could be called such) and he squinted to see what time it was since he hadn't grabbed his glasses at the same time.

"Nearly one," he muttered, putting the flat tablet of glass and metal back on the nightstand and he rolled over, slipping an arm around Kida and burying his face in her shoulder... he pale hair always smelled so good, fresh like a sea breeze... he wished he could figure out just how women could manage to smell so good all the time... perhaps it was a secret of the universe he was just never meant to understand...

[Blade Havok]

Drizzt was ever the gentleman. After her mage expressed some worries about carnal acts, Drizzt set his mind to just being his normal self without that. He was not the man that required it, and they had spent many years without such intercourse. Their connections were as strong as ever. It was proof in and of itself when he so easily decided that he did not need that sort of intimacy if one person of the four of them was not ready for it even if all the others outweighed in that area. It was a very fair thing to do, something Catti-brie did not fail to mention to her mage.

Instead, they spent hours simply talking… much touching, kissing, holding and still talking or companionable silence until neither could keep their eyes open. Catti knew that her body and her mage’s body reacted to more affectionate acts, and Drizzt and his mage were certainly obvious about it. But none of them pursued it. They were all still comfortable with each other.

They rose early enough, and she became acquainted with her old friend-Taurmaril, which she noticed was still in startlingly perfect condition. She complimented Drizzt on that. He took good care of it as if he might have taken care of his own two scimitars or perhaps even better than those. At least this recurve bow shown with sight silvery light that it was like it was often freshly polished. Should the bow have had a mouth to speak, she was sure she would find that Drizzt was an even better caretaker of it than Catti-brie herself.

The morning went by… After a quick shower and a very fulfilling lunch, she went back to sleep. They had a long night ahead so it was best they accumulated as much sleep when it was safe during the day as possible. Drizzt was quick to sleep as well, although she was quicker to wake while he still remained deep within his dreams. He seemed so calm and peaceful. She felt her mage commenting on his beauty, which she agreed wholeheartedly with.

For that reason, Catti could hardly interrupt this moment of peace for him. She was awake, but he did not have to be. So she rose, but she made sure the blankets stayed close around him. She didn’t go far at all. She stayed at his side, lightly dragging her fingers through his silver hair, combing the strands gently as she pet his head. She whispered, “Drizzt.” Saying his name below the barest of a whisper just to tease and tickle his ear as she hummed an old sea shanty under her breath. Her voice was no glory, but the tune itself was familiar enough from the days they traveled.

[Blade Havok]

Kida rolled when she felt Milo move. She always woke a bit when she felt him shift, but she fell back to sleep quickly when she noticed him settle. The sun was bright in their eyes, but she just shifted a headband over her eyes so that she could banish the light from her eyes or at least shield them from the glaring sunlight.

They had stayed up too late the previous night, but she was happy to do so. As long as her mind was active with a purpose, she could stay awake. She had thousands of years of practice after all, and staying up for the night so that she could sleep the day and take up arms at night was not strange. She spent years at the edge of Atlantis in the darkness, a guard to keep out intruders from discovering their secrets that they themselves did not even know.

Unfortunately, her husband did not seem to understand the concept of sleeping during the day for as long as possible so that they might have energy for the night. He broke their quiet with his words, and she lifted up the sleeping mask to look at him very wearily for a few moments.

However, he just turned back and embraced her. All right, perhaps she could forgive him for this. She turned a bit in his grasp so his face could find a more comfortable cushion against her chest rather than her bony shoulder. She chuckled softly beneath her breath as she used one hand to slide the sleep mask back over her eyes. She did not need to see Milo to know everything about him.

She ran her fingers along his arms even without seeing, finding his shoulders that led to his neck and his hair. She began to thread her fingers through the short strands. She whispered. “Sleep Milo… We will be up for some time tonight… You haven’t had a full night’s rest in a long time. You will need it.” There would be battles ahead after all. They had spoken of this last night so there would be no need to repeat herself, but she did not fail to remind him of it.

Kida let out a sigh, leaning back against the pillows. She drifted in and out of sleep easily enough. Perhaps, she did not go back to sleep fully, but she remained in the quiet daze, resting her eyes in the quiet limbo before dreams.

[AphroditeStrife]

Nico blushed a little when Lili started to wake up, thinking she was probably the cutest girl or boy he'd ever seen... she was the top of the mountain, that was for sure. Of course, there were others that were attractive too, but it wasn't just Liliana's looks that made him head over heels in love with her... it was everything about her, from the adorable tiny toes to the top of her auburn head... and ever single word she said, thought she thought... it didn't matter, if it was Lili, he loved it. She was really the first person that made him feel okay to be true to who he was, he didn't have to hide anything from her... and she didn't have to hide from him either. It was... amazing and natural... and in the time he'd been in the world alone, he'd missed it terribly.

"Um... no, it's not that I don't have enough..." she was already checking him over and when she accidentally brushed something that was definitely energized he blushed, his pale cheeks going quite red as he clamped his mouth shut to try and stifle the moan that wanted to escape. "I just, I've been looking for you... kind of a long time and... well..." He leaned over to whisper in her ear like they were conspiring, which he guessed that was pretty much the truth since he couldn't really said it so bluntly out loud, even if it was just the two of them... he didn't have that confidence in himself yet.

"I'd like to... be together... you know..." His dark eyes glanced down at the 'problem' presenting itself. While it was a normal thing to have happen to a guy in the morning, well he didn't really want to waste it... not when it had been awhile because they came to this world and were separated. He leaned forward and kissed her lips, thinking if he really wanted to entice her, especially with how important tonight would be, that actions spoke way louder then words, and to be honest he knew his Lili... and she was easy enough to distract if he kissed her. She was so adorable that way.

He wasn't sure if her mage might object, his didn't have a choice in the matter since he'd been summoned for very horrible reasons anyway, and he was going to teach this evil boy a lesson on what it was like to love and protect someone. Lately he'd stopped fighting him anyway, so either he was trying to figure out a way to take over, or he'd given up... and from what it seemed, it was the later rather then former.

Nico let his hands move to her hips as he kissed her, something even more passionate and deeper then last night when he'd found her. He caressed her sides, brushing the areas he knew she liked without getting overly familiar... yet. Last night they'd fallen asleep before they'd really reunited, and he was hoping that wouldn't happen again. She was just the cutest in the morning, and the thing he hated more then anything in the world was being away from her for too long.

[Blade Havok]

Liliana wasn’t quite sure what she was thinking or maybe she wasn’t thinking at all. She had touched Nico’s face first, cupping it and feeling that it was warm but not overly warm. She continued to slide her hands down his neck and shoulders, around his arms to his heart and lingering there to feel his pulse for a few seconds. Then her hands trailed further down, lingering then on his stomach or that was the intent to just rub his stomach a little bit when she must have gotten a little more enthusiastic than intended and brushed against something else.

“Oops.” She murmured, brushing the not so flat stiffness and pulling her hand back quickly. Her cheeks reddened almost as much as his as her eyes finally opened completely when she realized just what she had brushed. If she wasn’t awake before, she was now. She was looking right into Nico’s face that was darkening by each second, and she saw his hand muffling the sound that she recognized escaping even if a little stifled.

She mourned softly, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to… I…” Her head tilted in confusion when he didn’t pull away but got closer to her. His voice was the barest of a whisper, and at first she didn’t understand even though they had done this a few times before. She followed his gaze down… down to where she had accidentally brushed.

Then she turned as dark red as him because she became acutely aware of those occasions that the two of them joined together. The memories flared up like old wounds, throbbing and aching just a bit but not in the bad kind of way… the other kind of way that made her insides turn to lava when he touched and kissed her.

Speak of the devil or rather speak of Nico’s devilish kisses because his lips were on hers. She thought she had lapsed into fantasy and old memories, but it was very much the present. She moaned against his lips, feeling very happy on the inside. Her mage was tutting in her head about how wrong this was, but then again… Liliana’s own fantasies and thoughts were enough to make the girl go quiet. The insurmountable and immeasurable feelings that could little bit quenched flowed through her, and they were irrepressible… undeniable against her mage’s minimal protests.

Nico didn’t push her. He just touched her gently, coaxing her sweetly with his fingers and his lips. She had to pull them apart to breathe, her cheeks and entire body flushed. She didn’t shy away from him. She did what instinct told her to do. She brought his hands up to her back to where the zipper was to her sundress. She could get it off herself normally if she were standing, but being on her side made this a little difficult. She asked softly, “Could you help me please?” She leaned forward to kiss him as if to appease her "unreasonable" request.

[AphroditeStrife]

Cloud gave her a look that said 'really? Why does everyone always assume I'm gay?' but then he just chuckled a little and cuddled her in close. "It's not that I didn't look at girls, I just... only look at you. It's always been that way, and always will be." He pressed a kiss to her forehead and covered them up with a blanket, knowing that the next day was going to be pretty intense and they needed their rest.

Cloud woke up first, it was a little after noon when his blue eyes finally came open. He still had the beautiful brunette tucked against him, the covered were slightly covering their faces, he had a feeling one of them had moved them to block the sun that was coming through the window. He was still sleepy and didn't want to move really... He couldn't help it when a smile came to his lips when his gaze ran over her sleeping features, he'd missed this so much. It had been so long since they were together, having to watch impassively, knowing full well the incredible love the two had for each other...

The hardest thing of all it though? Seeing that longing look in her eyes and having to ignore it. He knew there were times he was much too familiar with her before this, either with hugs or trying to comfort her... but he loved her so much he didn't want her to suffer, but he knew she loved him and he had to make her suffer anyway. That guilt was always heavy in his heart... it broke him more then once, and the whole, cosmic ******** of it all... The only reason he hadn't ruined everything was because he didn't want her to miss out on all the memories from before. In order to protect her, he had to hurt her... and after the first time, with the Geostigma, it killed him to do that again, he was resolved to making it up to her now.

"I'll make it up to you, I promise," he whispered, placing a soft kiss on her forehead. A solemn and binding one, just as much as his first promise, and all the promises he made to her after. He knew he should have gotten up and made coffee or something, but he felt like it was more important for him to be there when her eyes opened. He was her knight, she was running the show from now on anyway... but as her lover... her husband... because that was how he'd always seen himself, even if she didn't remember, he wanted to be there when she said good morning to the world after recovering all those memories. He knew she would always take up the challenge with strength, but he wanted her to know he was there, and she didn't have to be the strong one all the time.

[AphroditeStrife]

Squall ended up making love to Rinoa again that night, though this time it was more like their life before had been... no nerves, no great weight of responsibility. They were just together, it was playful and fun, even though most would not believe the SeeD warrior could be fun and playful, when it came to her, she brought it out in him. Her open nature drew him out of his shell, and only with her did he feel relaxed enough to have fun, and be okay with it. The entire time he was married to her in their other life, he'd always only shown this playful side to her.

He made good on this treat and left her with strawberry marks all over the place, though she'd managed to mark him a few other places as well. They were going to look like a couple of leopards tomorrow, but he'd come to a place he just didn't care too much. At least if he was at her side, and they were marked up like this, there's be no question to anyone that they were a couple and not available for flirting or whatever... not that he ever really gave other people a chance to flirt since he stuck with her like glue every chance he got.

They fell asleep, having used even more energy then the previous time because they were having fun and taking their time, so by the time Squall started to wake up, it was a long time past when he normally got up. Granted, they had to get ready for the evening, petitioners would be coming to see Rinoa for her blessing and to test their powers, but he wasn't worried about it too much. She was whimsical, so more then likely she would just go with the flow and do what seemed natural, and he would protect her... there wasn't really much in preparation in his mind that was needed.

Squall still had her bound up in his arms and he let out a little sigh, his eyes fluttering open and he looked around her room. It took him a moment to get oriented, then his eyes went to the sleeping sorceress laying next to him, and he couldn't help but smile a little. He kissed her cheek, trying to wake her up in a nice way... Even if he didn't feel overly stressed or anything, his firm belief in her, and his own talents making it rather easy to do so... they still should get up and get ready. "Rinoa," he said softly, his voice rough from sleep, sounded rather sexy, even if he wasn't 'trying' to be. Most of the time he was only actually sexy when he wasn't trying, as the evidence of last night.

[Blade Havok]

Tifa blushed when he gave her that all familiar look that he had given to her before but not in this lifetime. It seemed worlds away that he might have had that expression plastered on his face, and she almost laughed out loud. Instead, she just smiled a bit deviously like there was a secret between the two of them because there was as she could recall with interesting clarity, the image of Cloud in a vibrant purple dress. He also kissed her and held her close. As much as he might have known what she was thinking, she gave him the benefit of knowing that she was not going to remind him aloud, although she was flattered by the lengths he had gone to in order to save her a time ago.

Instead, they remained close throughout the night. She was not as self-conscious as she would have thought before this entire event even started. Cloud had seen her at her best but also at her worst, a lifetime through childhood to old age and there was hardly anything embarrassing at this point… Cloud, too. Her sleeping patterns, she realized, had little changed. She remained an almost immobile sleeper, finding the familiar place tucked in Cloud’s arms with her own elbows pulled in and her head resting over his bicep on their sides.

Only once did she wake up when she felt the familiar blinding rays of the morning sun in her eyes. There was no other good place to put her bed except in direct line of sight of the morning light. She normally rose with the light, but she had spent a late night with her love and knew the next would be longer. She would need all the rest she could get and hide their features with a sheet but not so much so they might suffocate before closing her eyes again.

She didn’t wake up to the kiss on her head that Cloud had given her nor the words he had spoken. She made a soft, “Mm,” that might have sounded like affirmation but it was clear from her deep breathing she was still asleep.

Minutes ticked away until she felt like she had to wake up. She wondered how long she had been sleeping… maybe forever and that there was so much ahead of her that she could not sleep all the day away. Besides, Cloud… Cloud who she had pinned for was here… They had made love. She had regained her memories. There was more to them than she could have dreamed, although perhaps she had felt it because she was so drawn to him.

Her eyes fluttered open, and lo and behold, Cloud was watching her. His hair looked the same as usual, the erratic flip flop soft blond strands that defied gravity and any attempt to conquer them. She smiled at him, glad he was there. She whispered, “Cloud...” She reached out to touch his face, knowing he was there because she could feel him but also just want to touch his face and run her fingers through those soft messy strands.

Playing with a few strands between her fingers, she leaned forward while closing her eyes to give Cloud a slow, loving morning kiss. “Good morning,” she murmured against his lips.

[Blade Havok]

The second time she and Squall made love was phenomenally better than the first time-at least that evening. She wasn’t going to compare the well spring of experience the had in their previous life, although that certainly helped now that she could remember it all. And in the grand scheme, the second time in this life was way better than the second time in her other life time with him if only because of that extra experience. Rinoa had way more fun knowing everything she knew now and enjoyed testing and teasing Squall in those places old memories that seemed as fresh as yesterday to see if he were still sensitive there… Maybe he was sensitive in new places, too. Those were all things she wanted to discover, and there was no feeling of nervousness this time… just love.

Of course, Squall didn’t let her play around a whole lot. He seemed far more excited than she was that she remembered than she was. Maybe he didn’t look it, but she could feel it. He didn’t let her tease him a lot because all he wanted to do was tease her. Rinoa wasn’t going to complain, but she wasn’t going to take it all lying down. Rinoa had never been the sort. Control was give and take. She liked seeing Squall blush or laugh while they were making love if only because she knew she was the only person that ever got to see him like this… And this Squall was her Squall and hers alone, although the broody thing was hot too if only because she got to take off the hard outer broody mask to find the adorable, loving, and sweet Squall-melty-insides.

Rinoa had no sense of time… only a sense of Squall. And then she was just tired out. She tangled herself in his arms like she always liked to do. She liked to wrap her arms around him and tangle up their legs together to make sure that he could not be an efficient early bird and get out of bed before she did. If he tried, she would wake up and then convince him to stay with her longer. She could take her husband out of SeeD but it was hard to get the SeeD out of him. However, she wasn’t sure if that would still be true now.

The morning came and went. Rinoa didn’t notice. That was normal regardless of lifetimes. She slept like a brick except when her warm knight tried to leave her. She woke up immediately to those times. But Squall was not leaving her. In fact, she woke up like those times they were on their honeymoon or an anniversary or some other special holiday. Squall was kissing, and she heard her name that roused her slowly out of sleep. Squall’s voice and her name on his tongue was too sexy for her to ignore. She moaned, “Mmm… Squall… what time is it?”

She twisted a bit, open her eyes for a few brief seconds to see her room completely glowing with afternoon light and the bare skin of Squall from the corner of her eyes. She shut them again and buried her face in his shoulder, leaving languid kisses against his collarbone and also hiding her face from the light. “...you’re not making me get up, are you…?” She asked softly. Although her face was hidden, she pouted against his skin and it could be heard in her voice.

[AphroditeStrife]

Zidane couldn't help but smile a little when she told him he'd been good in their previous activities. Not exactly what he meant, but that was okay, he took the compliment anyway. He was glad he wasn't rusty or anything, given how long it had been. One of the worst things was, the first life he'd lived, it hadn't mattered before he knew how great girls were, because he'd never had a frame of reference, but now, he knew just how amazing it was with Dagger, and he'd had to stop himself from being affectionate. He really wanted to make up for lost time, like a lot, over and over again, but she was tired... of course she was! He had to let her rest after all...

So yeah, he was supposed to take her home, but they ended up falling asleep together, naked in bed which was probably the absolute best thing ever. If felt so perfect, given he had been married to her for, what... fifty years or so, and the time before now, when he was silently watching over her, protecting her without being able to tell her way... torture... pure and complete torture. So laying with her in his arms all night, he literally slept the best he had in his whole life... and that was because his better half wasn't missing.

They'd been up late, so they slept even later, not waking until a while after noon, but despite the threats, there weren't police banging on his door for the princess. They had to know she was strong willed enough to sneak out... and now that she remembered just how strong she was, he was certain he wouldn't have to actually kidnap her next time... though really if she came willingly it wasn't kidnapping... he just liked to say that for old times sake!

When the sun started to sink lower, they started to get up, needing to get ready for the activities that were going to come along with the advent of the Fey Star. When she started to poke him so he'd wake up, he tried to stop her by lightly grabbing her wrist with his tail, and his one blue eyes peaked open at Dagger next to him. "Five more minutes," he mumbled, putting the pillow over his head as his tail moved to her waist and tugged her close again so he could cuddle against her.

[Blade Havok]

Dagger couldn’t move very much all night or maybe all day since they slept so late. She was wrapped up comfortably in Zidane’s arms. Every time she considered trying to move away, she got cold or Zidane would pull her back unconsciously. Then she would pulled in tighter against his chest… Then she found that to be more comfortable than trying to be anywhere else. She fell back to sleep.

This happened a few times especially as the morning wore on because her body tried to wake her up naturally at its normal times. But she either felt too sleepy or felt too comfortable to obey until she really was quite awake.

She began to nudge Zidane, “Zidane… wake up… it’s…” She glanced around to find a clock. “The afternoon!” She exclaimed, a little bit too loudly.

His response? Almost nothing. He languidly opened his eyes and pulled her close again. There was a pillow on his head, which she reached over to knock off. “The sun is on the other side now because it’s so late…” She chided him. The pillow didn’t go very far. It just flopped limply over to the other side, revealing that Zidane had one eye open.

When he pulled her close, she squeaked in surprise. She needed to get used to that again. Her hand strode over to the tail appendage, lightly tugging on it the tip. She wanted to punish him a little bit but not too much. It was also mostly wrapped around her waist so it had more leverage on her than she had on it. She pouted at him. “We can’t stay in bed all day… ” She raised both her hands, pushing against his bicep to no avail as she rested against his chest.

Dagger huffed, “You’re impossible, Zidane.” Of course, she was smiling and laughing all the while. She didn’t mean her words. She loved him greatly, and she gave him a lot more leeway than she would care to admit.