hello time bomb [closed]

[circumitus]

CHARACTERS: Rey and John "Kable" Tillman.
LOCATION: Hanging around the passenger's common area in the wee hours of the night.
WARNINGS: THROUGH THE FIRE AND FLAMES I don't know.
SUMMARY: With her quarters mysteriously out of commission, Rey hobos it up for now.

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It had been something of an honest mistake, though it may not have looked like it much.

Of course, trying to make a credible excuse for why your sleeping quarters was set on fire sometime in the middle of the night seemed shady as it was.

So it wasn't so much as the entire room had gone up in flames, but the burnt, human-shaped hole in her bed now threw a wrench in her sleeping schedule. Then again, it wasn't like that was a huge loss here. Rey decided she'd walk it off before figuring out a new arrangement, if there needed to be one at all.

At first, she figured she would just think it through, but the more she did so, the more tired she became. Her skin still burned, her insides still ached. She was vaguely reminded of her conversation with Natalie -- knowing that this pain hadn't gone away ever since.

The longer she opened her eyes, the more difficult it became to distinguish the contour shapes of the surrounding area. Before long, she had stopped walking.

Which ended up with her standing there in the middle of the room, eyes closed and only slightly swaying from side to side.

And yes, there was slight snoring as well.

...sleeping while standing up. How classy.

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[slayer_not_player]

Tillman had spent a lot of time in Simon's room following the little incident that had gotten him temporarily detained. He wasn't so much worried about getting jumped as he was about what might happen if he defended himself after getting jumped. They might not let him go a second time...

While fear of imprisonment was a fairly good motivator, barricading himself in a room had turned out to be a self-inflicted prison sentence in and of itself. There were only so many times that he could clean his guns, only so many push-ups he could do, only so many times he could ask Simon to shut up, before the walls started to close in. Unlike back home, he had the option of leaving when that happened.

Thankfully, the halls seemed largely deserted at this hour. The first person he came across had their back to him and didn't seem to be doing a whole lot of anything. It set a warning bell off in his head. He kept toward the door and observed, wondering if he should just leave the stranger be.

And then he heard the snore. He entered the room cautiously to investigate, keeping his footsteps quiet and giving her a wide berth until he could see her face.