[PRP] Naptime in the Reaper Dorm [Sparrow/Wren/Jove]

[kuropeco]

Several weeks following his initial meeting with the peryton known as Wren, Sparrow was sitting at his desk in his room, absently tapping a pencil against his cheek. He'd seen the ghoul several times since then - mostly just in passing, or the times when he'd stopped by just to say hi. Talking with Wren was pleasant - very pleasant - although she still seemed to fluster him in a way that no other ghoul had managed to do yet.

He'd get back on his game.

Somehow.

Tonight, however, Sparrow was not going to go see the doe-eyed peryton. Instead he had met the little Jove on his way to class, and both had agreed to a study session that night. He was looking forward to tutoring the puppy, having not seen him for quite a while, and did not really know what was going in his friend's life.

Plus he never gave up an opportunity to help out a fellow first year.

Reading glasses perched on the end of a narrow nose, Sparrow leaned back in his chair and eyed the books on his desk, frowning a bit. His thoughts drifted a little, moving from one thing to the next, but he could not seem to concentrate well on the reading aspect of his work.

Hopefully Jove's arrival would help him with that.  

[Grey Dragon]

It was a measure of just how far the little pup had come, to walk straight into the reaper dorms for the first time and make his way to Sparrow's room. The whole building made him nervous, and his ears flattened backwards, tail tucked against his legs as he fidgeted with his armful of books. He knocked once.

He had been a little surprised that afternoon when the reaper asked him if he wanted to study together. Jove didn't have many friends who shared his enthusiasm for study, he spent hours in the library and hours in his dorm reading and practicing his shape changing. More often friends were available to distract him rather than study with him. Unless their exams were coming up, that was another thing altogether. But he didn't say no... And had even nodded before he realized he would be going to the reaper dorm!

Wouldn't Sparrow just open it up already, being in the hallway like that was giving him the creeps!  

[kuropeco]

Sparrow almost didn't hear the knock on the door - it was quiet and barely audible, but it was there nonetheless. Glancing up from his musings, Sparrow pushed himself to his feet, crossed the room, and opened the door.

"Jove!" he said cheerfully, stepping back to allow the boil in. "Welcome, welcome. Sorry my room is slightly messy."

It wasn't actually at all - the expansive living quarters of the reaper were very sparse, the decorations limited to only the necessities - a bed, a desk, a comfortable looking armchair or two, and a few picture frames on the wall - empty ones, that looked as if they were waiting for something to be put into them.

"Well, then," said Sparrow, sitting back at his desk and swiveling around to smile pleasantly at the foxfire, pushing up the reading glasses as he did so. "How have you been? Still enjoying your time at school?"  

[Grey Dragon]

Jove scooted into the relative safety of his friend's room, and he began his usual examination with wide eyes. Why was the room so big, when Sparrow had so little in it? The pup's own room was a fraction of the size, enough to cosily house his bed, desk and couch, with a small closet and a small bathroom. And he had more stuff piled up everywhere!

The little wisp trotted over to the desk and set down the books, only to circle the edge of the room looking at the picture frames and furniture. Maybe it was the canine in him, taking stock of everything around him in a most annoying manner, appearing as though he would never settle down in the unfamiliar room.

But after one circle he did settle down, into one of the armchairs. Only then did he nod, he was good, and still enjoying his time at school. What a peculiar question. The pup brushed it aside, wagging his tail and glancing at the books as if to say "What subject are we going to study first?"  

[kuropeco]

It was rare that Sparrow had friends over - even rarer when they were little ghost boils like Jove.

Who he had originally thought was a ghoul but that was completely beside the point.

"It's not much, I'm afraid," said Sparrow, gesturing with a gloved hand around the room. "I'm not one for a lot of decoration, unfortunately, and I'm not very good at it, so I just sort of let things...er, go as they go.

"But anyway!" The reaper brightened, straightening in his chair. "I'm so glad you came over today - and glad to see that you're still having a good time at school."

Rummaging through the piles of parchment, half scribbled on papers, dozens of ink pens, and books, Sparrow finally unearthed what appeared to be a heavy, gilt-edged volume with some indistinguishable writing on the front of it.

"I thought we'd start with some basic reading," he said, looking at Jove expectantly. "So whenever you're ready, we can start!"  

[Lilwolfpard]

It was probably stupid, she would probably get turned away, or even better... laughed at.

These thoughts rolled constantly in her mind as she found herself slowly making her way towards the reaper dorms. All through her mind she was thinking about how lonely these past few weeks have been. She was a herd animal, they lived in mass groups. While granted her herd was maybe only a few families... there were other groups in the area that sometimes came together for events. Enough to where Wren had never felt lonely. She never knew the term 'alone' until she came here. She had not been sleeping well the past few weeks.

Arms criss cross she shivered some, it was a chilly night...

Taking a deep breath she had finally reached the boils room. It was not like it meant anything, he was just her friend... and she just needed to sleep somewhere for one night with the comfort of knowing someone she could trust was close by.

Well... semi trust. He was her closest friend thus far, so hopefully he would not mind. Lifting a hand... she gently knocked on the door, barely enough to be audible.  

[Grey Dragon]

... Basic reading? The pup slumped into the chair, and dropped his stack of books unceremoniously next to the chair. He didn't have anything with just basic reading, he would have to get his little hands on Sparrow's giant book and see if it was really worth skipping over more interesting topics of study to peruse.

Suddenly Jove perked up, his head turning towards the door, his ears so pointed with alert focus they almost touched each other at the tips. After all, once he did his round of the room and got settled in, his canine tendency for being aware of possible intrusions into his space kicked in. And a second later he was on his feet and trotting towards the door.

Jove might have been a little gentleman in many regards, but he wasn't so well versed in finer points of guests and society. So without giving Sparrow a say in the matter, he pulled open the door, and stared out see what sort of person was interrupting their study session.  

[kuropeco]

"What?" said Sparrow, looking bemused at Jove's apparent deflated attitude. He didn't know what else to start with - reading was something he struggled with himself (not that anyone even knew that), but they were both first years. There wasn't much else to study except the basics, right?

His confusion grew when Jove suddenly turned towards the door. "What is it?" Sparrow asked, half-rising from his chair, the book in his arms, as the boil got up, making his way across the room. There was the smallest of knocks, but before Sparrow could do anything, Jove had already yanked open the door.

"Wren!"

He dropped the book. It landed with a resounding thud on the floor, and half on Sparrow's bare foot. Staggering back a step, he dropped down, scrabbling for the heavy volume.

"Er," he said, once he had straightened, his face just the smallest bit flushed. "Hello, Wren - er - do come in, please? Jove, let our guest in, would you?"

What was she doing here? Not that Sparrow did not want her company - in fact, lately he had started wishing for more of it, since she was slowly starting to become a good friend - but he had not expected her here, at night, in his room.

"...er," he said, now completely flustered. "Have you met, er, Jove here? Jove, this is Wren. Wren, Jove."  

[Lilwolfpard]

The ghoul quite honestly thought her rasp was not heard... maybe she should knock harder? Maybe he was not home? Maybe she was over thinking.

As she lifted her arm once more, to rasp yet a little harder, the door actually opened.. and she stumbled forward a bit. Both from not expecting it tp open so quick, and because she was leaning forward when she was knocking

Thankfully, SOMETHING stopped her. Something... short.

And fluffy.

And she walked right in to it...

Flushing, because whatever it was she had run RIGHT in to them... she looked down and babbled really quick...""

Stupidly enough, she took a step to the side... and continued. "" Looking up, she caught sight of Sparrow finally...relief apparently took over her feathers. He WAS here! She turned her attention back and forth between the new boil, and the one she knew. Their confused looks said it all. "..Oh... Ah. Uhm.....Sorry." She bit her lip and scooted towards Sparrow more. Taking refuge behind him in his chair, the doe eyed Jove with wide eyes – ears pricked– cautious. She did not notice Sparrows flub up with the book on his foot, concentrating too much on the little dog she ran bosom first in to.

He smelt like something that would chase deer.  

[Grey Dragon]

The pup didn't even have time to step back, and he suddenly found his face pressed against a rather squishy... ghoul... chest... thing... And something in his mind immediately shut down. This was a part of a ghoul that was not to be touched! And it... and his face... He couldn't even think of what to call it. All he knew was that this was not the proper way to meet a ghoul!

Jove woodenly moved out of the way to let Ren (Wren? Like the bird, and not his brother maybe?) into the room, his poor, shocked mind running at half it's normal speed. And then even as introductions took place and the ghoul wandered over to stand near Sparrow, the little pup still stared out the door. And then closed it.

When he turned to face the pair, the blush creeping across his face was bright and unmistakable, but it only took a second to snap him out of his mindless state. Then he zipped across the room and dove under the bed where he could glow as brightly as he wanted in embarrassment and neither of them would have to see!  

[kuropeco]

One moment Wren had been standing in the doorway, Jove standing in front of her, the next moment she had staggered forward and Jove was...er...smushed against the ghoul's rather large...chest.

Which Sparrow had so far successfully succeeded in not looking at.

(He was very proud of this fact.)

"Er," he said, a hand outstretched as if he was going to attempt to stop the both of them, but it was a half-hearted gesture, since he was not entirely certain what there was he could do about it anyway. After a few flustered motions, Wren darted behind him in his chair, and Jove darted beneath the bed.

"Er," said Sparrow again.

Silence.

"Jove?" he said weakly, after a moment. With a small sigh, he pushed himself to his feet, gave Wren a slightly uncertain look, then tugged gently on her wrist and pulled her towards the bed.

"Jooooove?" he called again. "This is, er...Wren. She's a friend."  

[Lilwolfpard]

Wren made a small whine as she let Sparrow drag her towards his bed. Once there she stood next to him, silent and stiff as a rail. Her eyes were pricked forward, her eyes semi wide.. her whole stance said 'danger'... or that she felt it.

Wren was letting her instincts get the better of her.

Sparrow would not willingly put her in danger.. right? Plus this, 'Jove', was short...

"I didn't k-know you kept a puppy under your bed, Sparrow." She said after thinking of the right words in english. Biting her lip... she contemplated for a bit. If he was Sparrows Dog... it wouldn't bite right? He seemed scared, cornered dogs were known to bite back more.

So what did Wren do? Swallowing her pride she wiggled her wrist out of the reapers, and got on her hands and knees to peer under the bed. Tail in the air, her hair pooled around her to frame her face. "Jooooove? Jooovveee. C'mere!" She then proceeded to use a bunch of words in Atlantean. They were soft spoken and cooing... almost like trying to sweet talk someone in her native tongue.  

[Grey Dragon]

Jove remained under the bed, trying to calm himself in the furthest corner from the edge where it was nice and dark. He lit up the whole corner in embarrassment.

When their voices approached the edge of the bed, his ears swivelled backwards, but he was hesitant to actually turn around. Not while he could still feel the glow in his cheeks! If he had Tybalt's ability to phase through walls, he would have just vanished through the floor. That would have been perfect right about now.

Finally he glanced over his shoulder, and got his first real look at the ghoul. She didn't look frightening... And she even seemed a little nervous. Or embarrassed too?

The pup wiggled onto his other side so he could face the ghoul, and hid most of his face with his shirt sleeves. It was easier to watch her, and listen to her, when he didn't have to look over his shoulder the whole time, and maybe she wouldn't notice his blushing. He wondered what she was saying. It sounded really soft, like when his brother tried to talk his fears away.  

[kuropeco]

This situation was quite certainly getting more strange by the second.

For one thing, Jove was hiding under Sparrow's bed. Hiding under Sparrow's bed. Why was he doing that, anyway? Though Sparrow thought he knew the answer already; he was most likely embarrassed for running smack dab into Wren's...very generous chest area.

Which Sparrow was still not looking at, thank you very much.

Wren herself was not really making matters easier; she had knelt down beside the bed and was beckoning to Jove as if he were a puppy.

Sparrow tried very, very hard to keep back the snorts of laughter that threatened to burst out. She was just so earnest in everything she did (when she was not being skittish, that was), that he could not help but smile.

Except now she was basically crouched with her tail flicking up, and Sparrow hastily dropped down beside her, studiously keeping his eyes focused on the boil beneath there. Jove was peering out at them from lowered lashes, his wide, luminous eyes glowing brightly, like two frightlights in the dark.

"Come on out, Jove," Sparrow said, his own face tinged slightly red. "We can, er...all have a snack or something. My friend brought over some cookies..."

And then I can figure out why Wren's here.  

[Lilwolfpard]

Wren was VERY much oblivious to the fact that her very curvy body and actions had been making the reaper uncomfortable. Sure she had a feeling it is what happened to the puppy named "jove"... but not Sparrow. Jove seemed rather upset by the going ons, Sparrow just seemed a bit...flushed?

Wooo that went right over her head~~~

As Jove's own eyes turned around to meet theirs, the ghouls own glowing eyes, reminiscent of coals, locked on to his.His whole body language was...screaming 'afraid'. It was oddly strange, weird... usually she was on the other side of this emotion. SHE should be under the bed, right? No.. no. She would get stuck. Her rack would get in the way. (HORNS YOU TWO. minds out of gutter!)

"Not used to being the scary one.." She mumbled under her breath for a moment, staring at the floor. "Promise i don't bite?" She said, reaching a hand out to the boil. It was his choice if he took it or not, but she would have helped him out if she could!

Stifling a yawn, she pressed her body to the ground so she could still extend a hand out, and use the other to cover her mouth.