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[exequy]

WHO: Ilias, Isaac, Kostos, Leander
WHAT: Four mages stuck in a library (a bottle episode)
WHEN: Early Solace
WHERE: Outside Starkhaven
NOTES: Probably some violence at some point

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[sarcophage]

[An unfamiliar house, a strange room, two men he's never slept beside and one to whom he'd like to sleep closer, all of them variously interesting. In arrangements like these, Leander sleeps lightly and intermittently; at any time, even as he lies still with eyes closed, one may fairly assume he's awake and listening.

One may even glimpse the glint of an eye in the dark.

Or—if the timing is right—Lea might be caught awake and out of bed entirely, just opening the library door, or else already leaning into the gap and listening to the hallway beyond it—]

[exequy]

[ Kostos jerks himself awake in near-silence—a foot placed on a step in the Fade, moving here and finding nothing beneath it—and summons a wisp to hover overhead the same way. Out loud, though, he whispers, ] Not so bright, [ so it dims its glow to the level of a dying ember.

A moment later, he props up on an elbow to look over Ilias (ugh) at Leander and his glinting eyes. ]

Need someone to knock you out?

[ Still a whisper, but slightly louder. ]

[sarcophage]

[Both eyes, now, brighter for the wisp's light. Silently, they narrow: a drowsy smile.

He snakes a hand up to his mouth, lays a finger against it, points to Ilias. He wakes up easily.]

[exequy]

I'd knock him out, too.

[ Gladly. For the record. But he also doesn't really want to wake Ilias up and then be forced to interact with him at all, nor does he really care whether or not Leander can sleep, so he lies back down and resumes staring at the wisp. ]

[sarcophage]

[The single, slow twitch of a laugh contained. Somehow, everything's funnier at night, especially when it shouldn't be: something he never outgrew.

Kostos settles back down, and Leander rises, a lithe shape curling up from the floor, careful to avoid disturbing the body next to him. Barefoot and silent, with a pointed look over his shoulder, he disappears down one of the narrow aisles.]

[exequy]

[ Wouldn't it be great if Kostos just let him go stand in the aisle, alone, indefinitely, like a tool. ]

[wythersake]

[ hissed, to the wisp, ]

Will you get away from my —

[exequy]

[ Hissed, to Isaac, ]

Fuck off.

[ But, fine. He scoops it closer and climbs to his feet to follow Leander, and doesn’t do a damn thing to avoid waking Ilias up in the process, because if Isaac is going to hassle his emotional support spirit then Kostos doesn’t really care who he’s left alone with in the dark. ]

[exequy]

[ Which incorrectly implies that he would care if Isaac didn’t hassle the wisp. He wouldn’t. Now he negative cares. ]

[libratus]

[ Ilias stirs just long enough to pull the wadded up clothes serving as his pillow over his head instead of under. For fuck's sake. ]

[sarcophage]

[Ugh, you noisy clods.

Lea isn't hanging out alone in a dead-end aisle, thank you very much, he's gone through and around a corner and is nowhere to be seen. At first. It's not as though there's much of anywhere to go in here—and thus we complete the circuit, to when his hand's on the latch and he's peering through the space between door and frame.]

It's quiet, [murmured over his shoulder, unless Kostos has decided to be the lonely tool in this scenario, in which case he says nothing to no one.] Do you think they're all asleep?