Downfall RPG

Who: Dhaval and Tayne
Where: Their room
When: Early morning

Dhaval woke with a soft smile to the sound of rain on the windows. It was just such a comforting noise. If everything else fell away, there'd always be rain to wake up to. It was almost completely dark in his room, but he wasn't sure if that was the hour or the weather at work. He blinked a few times, noting his arm was around Tayne and that Rashmi was still making little snuffling noises, so probably asleep. As he lay still and listened, the raindrops grew harder and more frequent until it sounded like a proper deluge, and he smiled to himself as a distant growl of thunder rolled by his ears. He wasn't sure why he loved storms so, but nothing struck him as as lovely to watch, as comfortable to listen to, and so quietly exciting. There wasn't much electricity in the air inside, but Dhaval could still feel a light prickle at the back of his neck. Lovely.

( Does make it a little harder to enjoy a good storm. )

Who: Dhaval and Tayne
Where: Dhaval's room, then outside
When: Morning

( We might have pretty big babies soon. )

Who: Tayne and Dhaval
Where: Dhaval's room
When: Early hours of the morning

Tayne's feeling of safety only lasted until the dreams finally began. After two and a half days of helplessness and ill treatment, of worry and stress hard after several days of illness, he couldn't hope to escape a nightmare or two. Until almost midnight he slept without dreaming, curled up against Dhaval and letting his body recover.

Not long after midnight, though, REM sleep kicked in at last and everything was disjointed images, harried emotions, images of big cats torn to pieces and his comrades' throats cut in front of him while he watched, bars of cages that kept shrinking until he couldn't move, a trembling tension he couldn't escape from. When the dragon-head breathed a powerful gout water at him, instead of fire, he woke up with a cry and scrambled up and out of bed.

Everything was dark, and he stumbled over first desk, then chair, then wall, feeling trapped and growling in the back of his throat in an attempt to stave off the terror.

( That turn into less predictable things. )

Who: Dhaval and Tayne
Where: Dhaval's room, then outside the hotel, then the bar
When: Morning

( ...You know anything about all the tiger hair that's still in my bed? )

Who: Tayne and Dhaval
Where: Dhaval's room
When: 4AM or thereabouts

It had been a hard night. After tossing and turning with restless, haunting dreams, Tayne had gotten up to throw up painfully again, bringing up the few crackers he'd managed to force down before bed. One moment, he was too hot and pushed the covers back; the next, he was shivering and trying to drag them back up and nest himself in them. The dreams didn't stop. At some point in the early morning, he managed to wriggle out of his clothes and find refuge from the dreams in a form that didn't dream: the tiger.

But even that was restless and he couldn't sleep more than fits and starts, plus his claws kept catching in the blankets, and he wound up pawing his door open and prowling the halls.

The familiar smell on the ground floor brought him to Dhaval's door, and he let out a little rumble of recognition and a whine of unhappiness, pawing at the door and sniffing at the bottom.

( For purposes of cuddling, he was pretty sure he still preferred the two-legged Tayne. )

Who: Dhaval and Tayne
Where: Dhaval's room, outside, then the room again
When: Late afternoon

( Dhaval had the sudden, novel idea that perhaps he could convince Tayne to behave. Using his... wiles. )

Who: Tayne and Dhaval
Where: Dhaval's room
When: Morning

Who: Tayne and Dhaval
Where: Dhaval's room, then the bar, then the room again
When: Late afternoon, early evening

The very last steak of the day, Tayne paid extra attention to. He used every trick he'd learned about cooking them over the course of the afternoon, to make it taste its best, and then he gave the last couple dishes a scrub, put the last few loaves of bread in the fridge and the cupboard respectively, and turned everything off. The eggs had been taken care of, turned once that morning and once that afternoon, taking a break from cooking to get the battery out of a random Toyota in the parking lot, the truck engine had been revved and the space heater charged.

All that was left was his evening of food and drinks with Dhaval.

( What a... thing. )

Who: Taylor and Dhaval
When: Mid-afternoon
Where: Dhav's room

( I'm a plant. )

Who: Tayne and Dhaval
Where: Dhaval's room
When: About seven

( You're perfectly armed against any deer and wild boar you encounter. Just don't try and steal any hunters' sons from wolves. )

Who: Dhaval and Tayne
Where: The lobby, then Dhaval's room
When: Night, after the other thing

( And don't you dare use your bad hand, man, or I'll hafta swat you. )

Who: Dhaval and Tayne
Where: The hotel lobby
When: Midafternoon