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?
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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.
10 • WILDCARD. Choose one of the options above, or make up your own scenario.
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[In all truth, it wouldn't take much to put her to sleep. Right now she just really wanted to hear his voice as she drifted.]
[When he moved to the couch he made room for her there. She got up and moved to join him, but instead of curling up tightly beside him, she sat down in the middle, then moved to lay down, resting her head on his thigh, a hand resting on his knee, and looking out into the room. Listening as he read.]
[She really was enjoying the book, and she wanted to hear all of it, but he might find that he barely got through one chapter and she had topped staring. She had closed her eyes and inched close, curled up and asleep.]
[Crying was hard, and holding back emotions was harder. She got some out, and that was enough. Enough to give her rest. And a promise she knew she would force herself to keep, no matter ho sad it made her feel. She didn't know those kids and she never would. She had to get over it. She promised she would.]
[Asleep, he would be left to work on his work the rest of the night. He might even be able to move if he wanted to, she was that out of it this time.]
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Then he grabbed his laptop and got back to work. By morning, they'd have rock solid identities as reports for a small news magazine. Nile was the writer and he was the photographer.
There was probably some sort of camera around here he could bring with. Or they'd get one in Greece at one of those tourists shops.
He stretched his legs out and tipped his head back. It would be dawn in just two hours but that was enough for a quick nap. That should be all he needed it to get through the rest of the day. ]
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[She stayed passed out, stretched on the couch, curled to his leg and actually slept well. Asa much as she tried not to break, she did need it. She needed to get over it, and she knew now that it would help. The job would help as well. Having something to put her mind to always felt better.]
[Nicky, like always, was first up, coming out silently and standing there a moment, looking at the two of them passed out on the couch. He shook his head and went to the kitchen. There would be a quick and fast breakfast for the four of them before they all take off to different locations.]
[When she did stir, it was because she smelled...] Mmm, coffee. [She mumbled softly, blinking her eyes and... she felt alright. Waking up groggy, her eyes a little puffy, but alright. As she sat up, she felt the cover shirt start to fall off a bit, pulling at it in surprise. She glanced to Booker, then smiled.]
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He glanced down and then up when he saw she wasn't asleep against him. Nile looked better this morning. More herself and less like she was going to crack.
Booker gave her a little salute. ] Breakfast?
[ He could smell coffee and hear Nicky moving around in the kitchen. Clearly, it was time for breakfast. ]
Work's done, by the way. I got us a flight for one this afternoon. First class. [ He smirked a little. ]
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[She pulled his button up off her, handing it back with a small] Thanks. [then stretched as tall as she cough, wrists crossing over her head as she yawned.]
Mmm, I think Breakfast. I smell coffee.
[She glanced back to the kitchen, then back to him, smiling as he said he got First Class.] Oh, how fancy. Been a while since we did first class. One sounds good though.
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I figured it works better for international reporters. And it's mostly money from that Russian human trafficker we took down. [ A job Booker had enjoyed immensely. They had stopped that piece of shit and stolen a lot of money. What more could he want out of a job? ]
You go get breakfast I'll grab our things, make sure we're good to go. [ He needed to pack his laptop and a few others things as well as make sure they could smuggle a few weapons with them. All things that were well practiced now. ]
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I like it. And all the better spent. [Hell, even she felt satisfaction in that job.]
[She stood, moving to crack her back and groan.] I packed your bag. It's on the floor with mine. I figured you were going to take photographer, so I tossed in that broken camera. I'm all packed and ready. We'll want to get to the air port early to get past security.
[she started for the kitchen, paused and glanced back at him.] And in case I didn't say it. Good work yesterday.
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[ Booker shrugged but he appreciated her praise. It meant a lot coming from their newly elected leader.
He got their things together, making sure to conceal a few weapons. There was a stash in Greece though it was closer to Athens and it would take them awhile to get it if they needed serious weaponry.
All the bags ended up by the door before he joined them all for breakfast. He had a print out for Joe and Nicky of their transport and lodgings for their mission. He had another for Nile of her new cover and all the details. He made her a graduate of the University of Chicago just because. ]
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[She knew she could do the computer work like Booker did, but not LIKE Booker did, and the forgery would be, well, a disaster. It was his specialty and she valued it.]
[She got coffee, and more coffee. And some toast. Nicky had made real breakfast again. A 'one last morning before we split up' moment. Nile hated the feeling of splitting up, but she knew they would be together again shortly.]
[Joe and Nicky ate, and looked over what Booker got for them. They were packed and ready to take off as soon as they were done with food. Nile said she'd take care of dishes. She hugged each of the boys and wished them luck, and watched them leave before them, leaving the lock up of the safe house to Booker and her.]
[While she cleaned up the kitchen, and then took a quick shower herself, she changed into appropriate travel clothing for a graduate of UoC. Which she HAD noticed, and smiled sadly about. In all truth, she should have graduated there. it was her goal after the marines.]
[Washed up and changed, she waited on the arm of the couch for Booker to finish what he was doing, be it a shower himself or just locking down.]
You almost ready? [She called, swinging a leg lazily off the couch.]
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He dressed a little nicer too but comfortable for the plane because he fully intended to sleep the whole time and make up for what he's lost. The last thing he grabbed was the book he's been reading to her. Booker doubted there would be quiet nights like before while they were working but he wanted it.
Just in case. ]
Yeah, yeah, I'm ready. [ He swung his backpack over his shoulder. ] Let's get the hell out of here.
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[then that she wanted to.]
[Then it felt awkwardly too late, so she shut up and followed him out the door, stepping ahead of him and letting him lock it down.] Greece, here we go.