It happens to everyone - sometimes, you have nights where you just can't fall asleep, no matter what you do. It could be for a number of reasons, or no reason at all. And this is what's happened now: you've been laying in bed for what feels like hours, just tossing and turning, and nothing seems to help. So what's left to do? Get out of bed and go wake someone else up, of course. If you're not getting any sleep, then why should they? i n s t r u c t i o n s • Post with your character (note the name and fandom in the subject).
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• Have fun! o p t i o n s 01 • FEAR. Maybe you're hearing strange, indeterminable noises; maybe there's a severe storm happening outside; maybe you watched a scary movie before bed? Whatever the reason, you're terrified and it's keeping you awake. You just want to wake someone else up so they can protect you from the monster in your closet.
02 • HUNGER. Your stomach is growling and it just won't stop. Or perhaps your throat is so dry you could cough up a tumbleweed? Well, you've gone to the kitchen to remedy this and hey, that was a pan that just dropped on the floor. It was loud enough to wake the dead! Oops.
03 • PAIN. Your body is completely worn out, be it from exercise, battle, sickness, or what have you. Either way you're in enough pain to keep you from sleeping, so maybe someone else has a home remedy or something, or can at least help you take your mind off of it.
04 • SOLITUDE. For some reason, your bed just feels so empty at the moment. You're feeling terribly lonely and really just want someone to keep you company for a while. Maybe it'd be easier to fall asleep if you're with them...
05 • DISCOMFORT. Your room is an oven. Either that or a freezer. Or maybe this bed is just really uncomfortable? Who knows why you can't get to sleep, it feels like it could be anything. Why even bother trying? Maybe someone else can preoccupy you until you feel tired enough to ignore your discomfort.
06 • PENSIVE. Something's on your mind, and no matter how hard you try to focus elsewhere, it's just not going to work. Your body may be tired, but your mind is incredibly busy and it's virtually impossible to get to sleep. Surely, talking it out with someone else will help?
07 • SADNESS. Something terrible has happened that day, perhaps; or you could just be severely depressed. Either way you're trying your hardest not to cry yourself to sleep, and it's not working at all. Better find a way to get it out of your system somehow; you need a shoulder to cry on.
08 • ANGER. You are just... fuming. Who knows why - that annoying dog is barking again, or maybe the people next door are getting busy and keeping you awake. Whatever the reason for your ire is, you'd better put an end to it so you can get some damn rest already! Go wake up a friend so you can complain to them.
09 • RESTLESS. You're far too energetic to sleep right now. Maybe you're just trying to do so out of necessity - you have to be up early tomorrow! But you just don't think you'll be able to fall asleep for a while now, so why waste the time trying to sleep when you could be doing something else? Namely bothering someone else - you're totally jealous because they're getting more sleep than you.
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bakerstreet2014-01-03 07:41 pm
The Knave of Hearts - Once Upon a Time in Wonderland
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Tossing and turning for the final time, Cyrus finally got up and with a quick glance at the Knave to be sure he hadn't disturbed him, moved quietly from the room, blanket in hand. Without even a glance for the crew on night watch, he started to expertly climb the rigging until he could hop in the crows nest. The ship had a spell on the bow to alert the crew if something was spotted from far off so it wasn't necessary for a crew man to man the position and he'd made it his own little hideaway on the ship.
Once he'd settled with his blanket around his shoulder, Cyrus leaned back against the side of the crow's nest and looked up at the stars. He breathed in and let out a long breath, like a weight had been lifted. He may still not be able to sleep, but this was much better.
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When he did wake up, he usually rolled over and fell back to sleep but tonight was different. Upon waking up, he had realized that Cyrus was not there and immediately sat up. He wasn't too worried - more likely than not, the genie was up in the crow's nest.
All the same, he felt he ought to check on him and so he climbed out of bed, tripped over his boots and cursed, finally found his jacket and made his way outside.
He ignored the knowing smirks of the night crew and climbed the rigging.
"Hey," he said once he had reached the top. "You okay?"
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He was sitting back with his legs hugged to his chest, just watching the stars. The open sky was so much more freeing then the same cabin. Cyrus really missed the stars when he was in his bottle. The rigging creaked so he was expecting the Knave's voice before he heard it. After all, who else would come up here? The crew may find them entertaining but they were also good at leaving them alone. Well...most of the crew. The Captain had an unhealthy fascination with the Knave that bother Cyrus more then he'd admit.
Looking up, he gave the Knave a kind smile. "I'm fine. I apologize, I didn't mean to wake you."
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Not that he could blame him if he had, really. The Jolly Roger was a magnificent boat, sure, but she was still a boat surrounded by lots of water. There wasn't anywhere and they had to sit there and wait.
"Everything okay?"
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"No, no swimming for me. Just enjoying the stars." He looked back up at them, trying to ignore how warm the Knave felt against him. "They are what I miss the most when I'm in my bottle. Sunlight is nice but the infinite freedom illustrated by the stars...there is nothing like it in all the worlds."
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"I never thought about it like that but that makes sense," he said as he shifted around a little to get more comfortable. "It must be hell to be outside, get all used to things and then get shoved back into that bottle."
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And it would be better for him a well. He wouldn't have to think of his growing affection for the Knave. As more then a friend.
"It's not an easy way to live a life, no." Cyrus said by way of agreement his gaze still up on the stars as he tried not to concentrate on the warmth of the Knave beside him. "But it's mine and I've tried to make the best of it. Sometimes the bottle was a relief." He closed his eyes as he forced himself not to dwell on the masters who had made his life hell.
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As he looked up at the stars, it occurred to him that he felt comfortable with Cyrus in a way he'd hadn't felt comfortable with anyone for a long time. It was easy being around him, master or no. He didn't judge, he didn't have preconceived notions about what he was or wasn't like. It was an uncomfortable thought to have and he quickly pushed it out of his mind.
"I can imagine," he said. "Would you change it all, if you could?"
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Perhaps if he had someone to show him the way, he'd feel different. But he'd yet to find the person who could see beyond the bottle and bonds. And then of course, there were the consequences of trying to free a genie...he couldn't wish that on anyone. "And the consequences are not worth it."
He still got limited adventure and freedom as a genie. He had learned to be content with that.
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"Don't that scare you? The thought of being a genie forever?" He paused for a moment, swallowing nervously then went on. What he was about to tell Cyrus was something he hadn't really told anyone, even Alice. "When I was the Queen of Heart's, you know what scared me even more than her ripping me heart out? Knowing that I belonged to her no matter what. I couldn't get free of her, I was under her control."
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"No...I guess I've just gotten complacent with it. What else can I do? It's this or learn to hate it and that's not a way to live." He looked down again but not at the Knave as he squeezed the hand touching the Knave's knee. "I only have to live with a master for three wishes. And no master has me under their complete control. I hope you've noticed."
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"I noticed," he said. "I ain't complaining. I like the way you are."
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He also knew this feeling was dangerous but he couldn't help himself. He always fell for it.
"Thank you. Not all masters feel that way. Thankfully, those are the ones who prefer me in my bottle where I can curse them as loudly as I'd like."
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He knew he needed to let go of Cyrus's hand, things were complicated enough without this. There was just no way in hell this could go well and yet he couldn't bring himself to do it.
It didn't have to be anything. Maybe it wasn't. And if he called attention to it, he'd embarrass Cyrus and he didn't want that. So it was all right if he just sat there and enjoyed whatever this was.
(It wouldn't but he was good at lying to himself.)
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He honestly didn't even realize how that sounded, even if he meant every word. But he was far to relax and comforted by the Knave's presence and touch that he didn't even notice his own words.
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"I hear a lot of stuff about me but refreshing ain't one," he said with a laugh. "That's... that's nice to hear."
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Then, as if he hadn't said anything, he looked up again with a smile. "I can imagine what some of those things would be. You speak your mind about everything and I like that."
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Instead, he just laughed. "Most of them weren't complimentary, I tell you that. People don't like hearing the truth, mostly, but I figure that's their problem."
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"The truth can be a dangerous thing," Cyrus said in agreement with a smile. "Ive granted enough wishes to know that. But sometimes, it needs to be heard and it takes a brave person to say it."
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He hesitated for a moment then leaned forward, still gripping Cyrus's hand. All the reasons that made what he was thinking of doing a bad thing were still there but he wasn't sure he cared right now. Just one kiss - that couldn't hurt anything, could it?
He gave Cyrus a hesitant smile then leaned in to kiss him softly.
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When the Knave leaned forward, he cocked his curiously but kept up his easy smile. A smile that grew as the Knave proved just how brave he was and kissed his genie, who promptly returned it, though keeping it gentle.
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He pulled back from the kiss after a few moments and smiled a bit shyly at Cyrus. He wanted to say something but the words didn't seem to be coming.