Coat of Many RGBs

Kalen Holliday
[How awake are we?]

Dice: 7 d10 TN7 (3, 4, 4, 5, 7, 9, 10) ( success x 3 )

Danny
(awareness)

Dice: 6 d10 TN6 (2, 4, 7, 7, 8, 8) ( success x 4 )

Kalen Holliday
[And how distracted by Resonance are we?]

Dice: 7 d10 TN6 (4, 4, 5, 6, 7, 7, 9) ( success x 4 )

Kalen Holliday
Even on nights Kalen gets relatively more sleep, he does not sleep well.  Danny falls asleep, and Kalen covers him with a blanket as one does and settles down to watch him.  Which involves mostly reading, but eventually Kalen does also sleep.  It would be possible to attribute Kalen's dreams to a lot of things, not the least of which is the kinds of research he tends to be doing.

He is restless asleep.  Twitching.  Murmuring.  Even on nights that are, for him, relatively calm.

Danny's exhaustion spares him seeing that.  Because Kalen doesn't tend to sleep for long.  Why would he want to?

No, by the time Danny is awake, Kalen has made coffee and there is a mug of it on the table and a carafe of more of it on the table and the box of pastries.  He's reading again, this time the paper, and entering notes onto his laptop occasionally.

Danny
*The blanket got pulled up higher, movement was selfish when he first woke up as if he needed to try and get his head together.*

Time... Oh... *He went through moments like this when he first woke up.  Habit made him ask the time, then that innate knowledge provided  him with the answer. There's a shift of movement as he turns a bit, then slowly pulls down the blanket a bit and peers at Kalen.*

Hey....  *Now he was a bit more like his old self, that half smile appearing on his face as he turned his head again to look at Kalen a bit more, then carefully reached out to pick up the coffee and test it's temperature. If it wasn't too hot, it was going down in two or three goes. But all of it was going down.* You sleep okay?

Kalen Holliday
The coffee is still pretty warm, but not scalding, and Kalen smiles a little.  Danny gets to steal his coffee.  Hell, it's kind of cute.  Said coffee is straight black this morning, because it is on some mornings but not others.

"Well enough," Kalen says.  "You?  You look a bit better."

Danny
*Down it went, gulp gulp gulp gulp gulp.... gone.... The cup was placed back on the table and he shifted again moving the cushion to make himself more comfortable.* Yeah... I am so sorry about last night... I just... I guess I hit my shut off point.  I don't remember much after hot chocolate on the mountain and talking....

*Talking? It was like being slowly immersed into the hot chocolate, one slow steady inch at a time.  He vaguely remembered getting back into the car, then nothing til he was moving towards Kalen's place in that half sleeping dream state.*  I felt like something came along and laid a carpet on my tongue... but now I feel better.

Kalen Holliday
"That may have been induced by the fact that I was petting you and trying to get you to go to sleep.  You were a bit out it.  A bit."

Kalen sets the book down and refills the mug with coffee that is steaming.  He then regards the coffee for a few seconds, all calculating.  "I am very tempted to dissolve one of the hazelnut marshmallows in there....."

Danny
Do it... *He grins and keeps watching Kalen with those mahogany reds, they were less tired, his skin less paper.*  Go on do it... it'll be sooo good... you know you want to...

*He chuckled softly.* It'll be sinfully good, I double dog dare ya!!

Kalen Holliday
Kalen pulls the bag of marshmallows out of the pastry box and drops one of the hazelnut marshmallows into the coffee.  "There.  By the time that is drinkable it will also be hazelnut.  Though I suppose we should wait until we taste it to officially declare victory."

Danny
*He grinned, waiting. then reached out one finger to prod it down into the water and coffee more.* Oh god this is going to be good..... You got straws?  Or we doing hazlenut coffee shots?

Kalen Holliday
"I thought we would just drink it like normal people....?"

Danny
*One hand reached to take another marshmallow to just pop it into his mouth, he didn't bother to sniff it, he just popped it in there and smiled, letting that melt on his tongue too. then he chuckled a little at Kalen's words.* Sure we can do that. But there's only one cup Kalen.... *he smirked.*

Grace
[Awareness!]

Dice: 5 d10 TN6 (1, 2, 3, 4, 9) ( success x 1 )

Kalen Holliday
"Well, that was, admittedly, poor planning on my part.  I'm not used to sleepovers anymore."  Kalen rolls his eyes and sets the paper down.  "It's not as though I date or anything."  And then, as though he did not just half bring that up, he picks up a marshmallow and nips it in half.

Danny
*There the chuckle went again, he finally took the time to chew down the marshmallow before he spoke again.* So yeah....  Do we have to wait for it to be fully dissolved? *Ahh, bless the young cultist and his gimme the pleasure now cravings.*

Kalen Holliday
Again with the rolling eyes, now accompanied by a tiny amused huff.  "Only if you prefer your tongue unblistered."

Danny
*He even made this little sound of discontent at that and frowned, then pouted slightly as he stared intently at the coffee.* This is going to be good, it'll be worth the wait, right? *this hadn't featured in his plans.... that was right, think about the sensation, not the facts... bloody cultists.*

Grace
Grace enters the library adorned. She's in jeans and sneakers as per usual, but then what on earth is going on with that (nice, sharp) red coat she's wearing over that? There's lights along the sleeves, running up her shoulders and following the lines of the thing down to buttons that also shine with LED rainbows. It's entirely garish, a mix of something that used to be somewhat stylish, and has now seemingly run afoul of a Christmas tree. But Grace is smiling.

"Oh, hi Danny! Kalen! My thing! It works!" she says, and fiddles with something in her hand. The suit's lights shift, the colors sliding up and down in lines.

"These light strips are awesome. I can make them do anything. We can split people into teams of like, blue and red or something? The lights in this thing are fully programmable."

Kalen Holliday
"Good morning, Kit.  Coffee?

"Also, I see your coat is now a light up coat.  I approve."

Danny
*Lights. Lights... His eyes lifted to Grace and he blinked at the sight.* Oh... My.... God.... That is in fucking credible!! *He was just in awe of it.* That would look totally bitching in a military cut with the whole band wearing one sleeve done up like that.

*Did he appreciate it? Judging by the look of suprise, then acute pleasure on his face along with a dire case of the gimme gimme's.* Bright blue!! Make em go bright blue!!

*Danny was on the couch, the one that Kalen slept on, laid out with a blanket on him and while he sure as shit looked better than he had twelve hours ago, he still looked a bit drawn and tired. Now it was of course replaced by the "new toy" syndrome he had, the one that screamed loudly and ran around the room making baboon noises with it's hands in the air clamoring for the new coat, or one just like that...

Another distraction was just there for Danny, blossoming to life right before Kalen's eyes.*

Grace
"Oh, more than that. I can program it so that when the coat gets shot, it lights up like..." she fiddles with the thing in her hand again, and the coat blinks off and on. From somewhere near the neck, a buzzing sound arises.

"Okay. Okay. Blue... Right."

The coat's light-up strips seem to blend smoothly from whatever rainbow configuration they were just in, to a dark blue. Then, Grace fiddles with the controls some more, brightening them into something more resembling sky.

"We're going to have these all made up in time for Halloween, Danny. It's for the laser tag," she says, gleeful, and strides into the room in all her sky-blue-on-red magnificence.

"I could so use some coffee. Or just a nap. I was kind of working on this for... a while."

She sniffs the air. Oh, caffeine! Of course Kalen would already be working on it.

Kalen Holliday
"Yeah.  I totally have two of you now.  And Elijah.  But as long as there is food in his presence and it has an appreciable sugar content, no one needs to force him to eat."  Kalen sighs and nudges the box of pastries toward Grace.  "Eat something.  Both of you."  And again with the eye-rolling.

Danny
Awww shiiiiiit.... *he was just fascinated.* That is totally totally fucking hard core bitching!

*His hand made its way towards the box then he glanced at it to make sure and took another marshmallow.* I have GOT to have one..  Grace, you are just a legend... I swear to god, I love that colour!! *The marshmallow vanishes into his mouth and he chews it still completely enamoured by the coat. Then smiled at Kalen.* Isn't it great? That dark powder blue just before it went intense? That's the sky... that's my sky.

Grace
"Oh, whatever, Kalen. I ate. Just not when sewing stuff on the coat because it would get all full of food," Grace says, and rolls her eyes right back.

But she's obviously not going to turn down the pastries either. Nope, she goes straight for them, picking out something sugary, before carefully taking a seat in the chair she tends to prefer. She doesn't want to disrupt the awesome coat. She doesn't have everything firmly stuck in place yet.

She just beams a smile at Danny, at his over-the-top self. He is a fan. It's nice to have fans, isn't it?

Kalen Holliday
"Mmmmmmmmmm...it is a lovely color," Kalen murmurs.  "Possibly not on that red, but...we could definitely make something."  He studies the colors.  "I want...maybe like a purple that is almost white."

He picks up the coffee and takes a cautious sip, then another less tentative one.  "Victory."  He holds the mug out to Danny.

Danny
*There's a gasp as he realises the coffee was made... then sat up enough to be able to safely take a sip and the delight was there.* Oh dear god that is sublime! *he laughs, but is careful to put the cup back before he reaches for another marshmallow and turns his attention to Grace.*

There should be an option for black light, or gold... or... or something.... I dunno, can you make the lights run? Make them track and race or something? *He nodded to Kalen's words and the colour.* Yeah, that'd look good. That'd look so so good.

Grace
Track and race? Track and... Oh, yes. We can do this. There is a setting for that isn't there?

"I had to actually work with it to keep them from doing that. The strip is set up to do that from the factory. Let's see..." she says, looks down at the controller in her hand, fiddles with its switches.

Mind you, now that people can get a good look at it, the controller looks like raw circuitboard with wires that extend into her coat. It's as yet uncased. The switches and sliders she's using are somewhat hidden in all the wired mess.

"I don't think it can do blacklight. I can get you deep violet, but ultraviolet... Maybe if I messed with it? But these are RGB. I can get you..."

The coat's lights shift color again from sky blue to orange. No. Not correct, Grace. Orange to purple. Purple to the lightest lilac. Almost white.

And then, the thing starts to slowly drip, parts fading into blackout, and that black sliding down her arms, only to be replaced again with lilac brightness. Waves of light, sine-wise, sliding.

Kalen Holliday
"Mmmmmmmm...."  Kalen smiles.  "I like that.  I will find you a coat for it.  It will be fantastic.  Do they need to be permanently attached?"  He is clearly considering how crazy to make this coat.  Because it may or may not need to be bulletproof.

"I guess they could always just be turned off."

Danny
*His jaw dropped seeing that colour, the delight of someone just in awe. It was a good thing he didn't have that cup in his hands, he might've ended up wearing it as he clapped and laughed in delight again, then half whispered, half breathed out the word reverently.* Bitching!!

A black russian great coat... *He nods to Kalen's words.* Thick wool.   It'll hold the lighting better.  Oh... my... god... that is just... Outstanding... Bravo! *He was applauding Grace again.*

Grace
Now, it's becoming a bit humorous. Grace actually laughs at Danny's own glee.

"They could be affixed with Velcro or magnets or something, but then what are you going to do with the wires? Most of the sewing in this was just getting the wires on the underside to cooperate.

I could do even more fancy and go wireless, I suppose. But that would be expensive. And a bit more fiddly."

She finally realizes that she also has a pastry in hand. Ah yes. Food. It gets munched upon.

Kalen Holliday
"Yeah.  I suppose I could turn them off.  Or just accept that I cannot also use a light-up neon coat for monster hunting."

He pauses and then grins.  "Unless.  You know.  Bait.

"So...definitely with the armor then."

Danny
*Well, he'd achieved what he wanted. Grace was laughing as well... and it felt better he had to admit. He sagged a little against the couch again and waited for Kalen to have another go at the coffee before he would take another shot for himself.* Remove the lining, sew the wires in, then kevlar, then finally return the lining.

Grace
[For the newcomers, Grace is using this stuff: http://www.adafruit.com/products/1507 to light up her coat, and yes it can do all that stuff! :D]

Grace
"Armored coat with lights? For monster hunting? That could be interesting. And you could say, turn the lights off and project light elsewhere to make it look like you're somewhere else. But yeah, I am going to need a sewing machine, because ugh. Sewing sucks. I can only imagine how much more it would suck to sew through an armored coat."

There is coffee here too, so Grace stuffs the rest of the pastry in her mouth at that point, and goes for a mug. The mug gets filled with whatever blend Kalen has going on, and oh -- hey. Hazelnut marshmallows? Yeah, that goes in too.

Kalen Holliday
"It might make more sense to add the armor part after the wires?"  Kalen yawns, takes a drink of coffee, and then nudges the coffee back at Danny.  "I don't know.  We're way past things I know anything about.  I just thing a gadget spy coat you made would be amazing.  So...you know...."

Danny
There are stage and costume designers that do this sort of thing professionally. *He nodded to Kalen then to Grace as he took his turn at the cup.* Kevlar is designed to bounce knives and bullets. Have it cut to fit the shape and form of the coat covering key points... .heart, kidneys, liver... *he shrugged.* Back? If I were to try and shoot someone, bearing in mind I've no idea how to use a gun.... *He adds quickly.* I'd shoot at the biggest part of them. More likely to hit.

In some of the shows I've done we've had some of those steam punk kids in? See what they're wearing and custom around it? It'll be a good cover. *He looks to the pair of them one at a time hoping he didn't get it wrong.*

Grace
Grace is still swimming in undulating lilac lights, but she doesn't seem to be aware of that anymore. There's coffee to stir, and a pastry to eat without the aid of hands. She tilts her head up to let gravity assist in the eating process.

And chews.

"Wah pash anyfing I know abou hoo," Grace says. Mouth stuffed full of pastry. This is how much she cares about decorum. "I know jak abou ar-or coats."

Kalen Holliday
"There are also people who make armored coats professionally.  Their numbers are in my phone.  I know a few of them on a first name basis.  And...you're close-ish on that guess, but you left out a few key spots that'll bleed you out in-"  His tone, right up until he realizes what he is saying to Danny and not Alexander or someone at least used to violence and stops is all relaxed and casual.

"And, in a general sense, yes.  You aim for the torso.  Provided you're fighting something human, that's a solid bet.  Most things, really.  There are a handful of exceptions.  But, as a rule, if you get a few clean shots into something's torso and it doesn't stop you need to set it on fire.  Preferably sacred, mystical fire.  Or run.

"Or both.  I would highly recommend both, actually.  And if you can trap it in a burning building as you jump out a window...pretty good as plans go."

Danny
*It was interesting watching the way his face changes at Grace's words. his head tilts slightly to the side and he even squints a little as he tries to figure out what the hell she just said, even his lips move to mouth out the words silently.* OH!! Right.

*Then Kalen was talking and the more he said, the more he stared at him with a deepening respect. Nodding more as if it made sense, and less than he understood it. But something about the last of it seems to be a little too blase, or perhaps a bit too coincidental.* It sounds like uh...  I've got a lot to learn?

Grace
"I usually just go with the run away and hide tactic. It's a good one. Well, run away, hide, track down, gather all the information about, and then hand it over to the people with guns tactic," Grace says, and blows on her coffee to take a sip.

But there might be a bit of darkness in the way her eyes look right at the moment. Usually. She usually goes with that.

Kalen Holliday
"Well, honestly...let's just hope this reality doesn't get overrun by zombies.  Been there, done that in another one for awhile and...."  Kalen looks away from them.

"I don't think anyone could have been ready for that."

Danny
*Well what reply was there to that? Huh? What sane person could actually bring an answer to that? He fishes around for his jacket that was on the floor and brings out a small hipflask to offer it to Kalen then to Grace.* I guess I should probably join a shooting club or something, right?

Grace
"No. I don't think so. But Kalen, remember, that was Bastion just deciding that the world you were on should be overrun with zombies. It just was that way because she wanted it."

Grace sighs, looks to Danny, the poor kid who doesn't know what either of them are talking about, unless Kalen has talked.

"We kind of ended up in another reality a few months ago. An attempt by my people at Reality 2.0. Until the cabal that made it all got slaughtered by Technocrats, and the place ended up going berzerk. There were many worlds, many different... scenarios? I guess? And Kalen ended up trapped in Zombieland."

Kalen Holliday
"Yeah.  Something like that."  Kalen sighs.  "Zombies suck."

Danny
And here was I thinking that Vampires sucked... *He tried to bring some humour to it, setting the hip flask on the table instead. Then frowned a bit, conversations between he and Kalen were going to remain discretions, regardless of if Kalen ever chose to take him on a date or not.*

Okay... so... truth time...  Zombies, real honest to god walking dead zombies exist... Vampires exist... what about Werewolves and do they hate silver?

Danny
(aww thanks Library, there are times when I love you too)

Grace
Grace's eyes roll up to the ceiling and stay there. "Honestly? At this point? I would say that you don't even have to ask the question. Does something exist? Yes. Almost invariably, yes. I don't know anything about werewolves, but I would not be surprised about their existence. Hell, probably even werehamsters exist. Werebarnacles?"

She shrugs at the ceiling.

Kalen Holliday
"Silver, as I am given to understand, yes.

"Perhaps more important now...vampires, yes.  Fire hurts them.  Enchanted weapons.  Guns if you must.  Once they seem dead...light them on fire.  Hitting them with your fists or other random objects...not helpful.

"Alternately just avoid the Black Orchid."

Danny
*He narrowed his eyes at Grace then poked his tongue out at her, childish, but it made him feel better.* Hey, I'm allowed to ask!!

*Then Kalen spoke and he nodded listening.* Fire... okay... So how do I enchant a gun? I got told about forces, can you I dunno, do something to the bullets or is it the weapon itself? *He looks again to both of them. Sitting up and curling his feet under him.*

Grace
"I don't know about enchanting. I know how I could shove some disrupting potential into some bullets or whatever. See, it's like, you know about quintessence, right?"

Grace doesn't wait to hear if Danny knows or doesn't know about quintessence. She just keeps going.

"Well, it's a kind of potential energy. It's like, behind the scenes, if I instantiate an object into reality, I have to allocate some space for it, some quintessence. It can become anything. Which means, conversely, that it can store anything too -- take anything out of reality. The memory block taken up by the quint is where that previously instantiated object goes. So you set some aside, and tell it to start sucking up objects, and voila. You've got some bullets that can rip holes in things."

Kalen Holliday
Kalen rises from his chair and settles over the couch where Danny is, draped half over his lap like a lazy cat.  "It's...complicated.  Not horribly so, but there are a number of ways to do it.  You can make bullets more likely to strike a weak point, you can cause the bullets to explode or incinerate on impact, you can sort of make them aware of their nature so that they become more like the Platonic ideal of bullets.  It depends on what your skills are and what you need.

"You don't have to fight monsters though.  You should learn some tricks, because they may, someday, decide to fight you.  But your life can be so many things that aren't this.  And maybe it should be."

Danny
*His eyebrows shoot up hearing that.* So it wasn't bullshit? There really are bullets that can rip holes in... anything?  *This was a bit mindblowing for him again and he looks to Kalen for his input.

Then he nodded to Kalens words.* Yeah... maybe...  but it can't hurt to know that something exists, right?  Just in case?

*He was comfortable with Kalen like that, one hand moving to rest on him and gently idly strokes his hair, a fond smile moving onto his face.* Trying to distract me with being cute huh? It's working.

Grace
Oh, Danny. Where have you been that you didn't need to know all of this? Perhaps it would have been better if you'd stayed there, Grace is thinking. But then, she looks. She sees Kalen lying on him, watches Danny stroke his hair.

Well, huh.

She sips coffee. It's cooling, now. It's entangling itself with the rest of the room, sharing its information. Making it just right to share some information with Grace. The taste of hazelnut. The code of caffeine molecules. Like Kalen and Danny are, over there, entangling themselves in one another.

But who's going to unload entropy onto whom? Who's going to be the repository for all that information? Some of it, not so nice? But still -- without that...

"There's nothing wrong about being prepared just in case. I mean, that's part of what the laser tag stuff is all about. We're going to set up a training room. For practice."

Kalen Holliday
"No," Kalen says, very softly.  "I'm not trying to distract you.  It won't hurt you to know these things at all in theory.  You probably should learn to use a gun.  You probably should come to laser tag and to other random obstacle courses that we do as fun training things.

"But one day it will get less theoretical.  You'll learn what it feels like to have your soul mostly devoured by shadows from some evil Umbrood's madness and horror spirit realm.  Or you'll learn what it's like to do the kinds of terrible things that were logic exercises once.  You'll be thirty fucking seconds too late to stop a boy from being bitten by zombies and you'll spend the night with him and you'll get to know him and then at some point you'll have to make the choice that the amount of suffering he has to endure isn't worth another breath and you will shoot him in the head.

"This is why we don't talk about the zombie apocalypse, Kit, in case you've ever wondered.

"Or some other equally horrible thing.  And you'll feel like you should have been prepared but there are things you can't be ready for.  And...there is a very delicate balance between being prepared in case and finding that you are best prepared and so feel compelled to act.

"How much do you really want to know?"

Danny
Hey, I could go for some of that. could be a laugh. Mostly at my expense probably but it's worth a shot, right?

*He was just comfortable, his fingers idly working through Kalens hair with one hand and the other lightly stroking behind his ear. Frowning as he hears more and more from Kalen.* I... don't know. Enough to keep me safe. Has all my moving around actually helped me then? Kept me relatively safe compared to the rest of you?

Grace
Grace looks over to Kalen, sad eyes, oh yes. But she's also rimmed in lilac lights. It almost seems to clash emotionally as much as it does fashionably.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that. I'm sorry we weren't quick enough."

Kalen Holliday
"It wasn't your fault.  It was some horrible nightmare reality.  And hey, the lovely starlight being did apologize.  I'm not even entirely sure he was even real anywhere.  Certainly not here.  Maybe he's off in some awesome unicorns and rainbows world now, instead of trapped alone in a house in a doomed world.

"Real or not, that whole reality was devoured by emptiness anyway.  It hardly matters now."  He sighs and his eyes close for a few seconds.

"I don't know.  Nowhere I've been has exactly been easy, but Denver is...Denver.  I'm not sure everywhere is quite this kind of roller coaster.  It may have been just a thing about power.  I may have noticed less when I had less of it.  Which says rather depressing things about ever gaining more."

Danny
*As to Kalen's grief and pain? He didn't offer platitudes or emotional band-aids to fix the already healing scar, instead he just absorbed his words. Accepted them, kept himself there by Kalen's side and his hands kept on moving. Apart from a thin tightening of his lips he didn't stop what he was doing. Grace apologises and he watches her for a moment, then dropped them back to watching Kalens face.*

Well, at least there's a line being drawn in the sand.  That matters a helluvalot more than ignoring all the problems and papering over the cracks in the hope that everything goes away.

Grace
Grace stays silent about whether she believes that place they went to was real. Of course it was. Just as real as this library, as these people in it, in any case. Theirs was a simulation of a reality, and so is this one.

"Denver is Denver. Like a hellhole is a hellhole?" Grace smirks, but the humor doesn't reach the eyes. "I know it wasn't my fault or anything. I can still be sorry. It's not like nothing ever happened to our team during that whole ordeal either, but nothing like that."

Kalen Holliday
"I think, out of everyone, I might be most worried about Sid.  Not, you know, that we're speaking."  He frowns a little.  "I mean, I got back and I was kind of messed up, but there were people.  Sid...I don't really even know.  I've seen Ian.  And Lena.

"I almost never saw Patience, but I think she's seen a lot.  I don't worry about her the same way."  He sighs.

"Anyway, the point is that we'll train you.  But just...know that the application of most of this, even if you know it, is still messy."

Danny
*He yawned, inhaling sharply. It was one of those almost dislocate your jaw type of yawns, grabbing another cushion from the other end he props it under him and shares the blanket with Kalen, then rests his head on the cushion as well, his hands then go back to what they were doing.*

Danny
*He nods.* Yeah.... *Then another yawn comes and without realising it, his hands were slowing, getting heavier as were his eyelids.

Well, he had warned Kalen, he'd sleep, eat then sleep properly... and well, he'd slept and eaten, not much granted but he'd eaten something...*

Grace
"Sid. I haven't seen her in forever," Grace says, eyes wandering to Danny. Sleep.

Oh, she should probably stop shining like a purple neon sign shouldn't she? Let him get some shut eye? She takes the controller in hand and turns her coat off.

The other hand raises a mug to her lips, to drink some more coffee.

Kalen Holliday
"Yeah," Kalen says.  "She might be fine.  I just don't know.  I mean...I don't think anyone is exactly great, but...I kind of actually bonded with humans.  Alexander takes surprise hugs very well.  Also, actually, Trent."  He smiles a little.  "You were still sleeping, so you missed me being in a hugging place.  I'm sure you're terribly sorry about that."

Danny
*Whatever else was in the conversation was missed by a mumbled attempt to stay awake even as his hands stilled and his eyes closed.. The murmur comes out possibly as... Hugs are good...  but then whatever else he said was probably nonsense as quite suddenly, he was out like a light.*

Grace
"Maybe not so sorry," Grace says, sadness still ringing in her tone of voice. "I'm glad you had good people around, though. I probably would have hugged you anyway. You know, I can give a hug. It's not like I think you all have cooties."

Kalen Holliday
"Yes, well.  I know.  I just try not to invade your space.  There are people who rather like me in their space, so I mostly flop all over them."  Kalen sounds a bit amused, although his eyes are still serious.  "You seem so generally not into it."

Danny
*Somehow, Danny having Kalen flopped on him seemed to have pushed him back into sleep land. Yep, he was gone, breathing deeply and evenly.*

Grace
"I'm not, really. I guess it's just... childhood programming. Maybe I should try to get over it. I don't know," Grace says, shrugs, drinks coffee.

"You seem to like flopping all over people. If only I could figure out why..."

Kalen Holliday
"I rather like knowing they're alive.  And there.  And...it's pretty much only the Awakened.  It helps me focus.  So...it's cold with Alexander and all but...Connor and Pan...amazing.  I mean. I guess Pan can be really intimidating, but I always found him calming.

"Of course, he was less scary when I met him.  I might have been more intimidated otherwise."