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Sophia the Thunder Mistress · 05-05-2003, 02:28 AM

Sophia stirred in her sleep. A pillow had been placed under her head at some point by an unknown benefactor. She was still very tired, but for the moment awake. A quick glance around the room showed her that Alatariel had awakened sometime during the evening and had found them there. But alas, the girl was asleep yet again, this time fallen at an odd angle on the floor by one end of the couch. Sophia rearranged Alatariel's limbs as gently as possible into what looked like a less uncomfortable position, and tucked her pillow beneath the girl's head.

Feeling sleepy again, and not seeing anyone around she called to the bartender. "Something that'll put me out?" she said hesitantly.

"You mean like some of this?" the bartender held up another full bottle of Mudwater. Sophia shook her head rapidly, not that, anything but that. "Alright," the bartender said, rummaging under the counter, "How's this?" he pulled out a large pink box and read the label, "for relief of allergy symptoms, may cause drowsiness."

Sophia's eyes lit up, Benadryl! She popped one of the pink pills into her mouth and swallowed, not only would she get a long night of drug induced slumbers, but she'd also clear up those annoying allergies. She cast a withering glance at Angara. She suspected the culprit was dragon dander.

Looking critically at the couch where Fin slept Sophia pondered a way to get a more comfortable bed than the floor. With her pillow gone she didn't want to sleep there anymore. She gingerly picked up his feet and slipped under them. Sitting on the couch with Fin's legs across her lap she tipped her head back against the sofa cushions and stared at the ceiling. Drowsiness began to overcome her. This would do, she thought. As sleep finally claimed her she slumped over sideways, her head on Fin's arm. She didn't know it, but she was finally in that dread stiffening position she'd been trying to avoid all week. The cruel ways of fate.

OOC: as is obvious, the real life Sophia is a terrible insomniac. The cruel ways of fate.

[ May 05, 2003: Message edited by: Sophia the Thunder Mistress ]

05-05-2003, 02:28 AM	#21
Sophia the Thunder Mistress Scent of Simbelmynë Join Date: Apr 2002 Location: Aboard Highwind, bound for Traverse Town Posts: 1,780	Sophia stirred in her sleep. A pillow had been placed under her head at some point by an unknown benefactor. She was still very tired, but for the moment awake. A quick glance around the room showed her that Alatariel had awakened sometime during the evening and had found them there. But alas, the girl was asleep yet again, this time fallen at an odd angle on the floor by one end of the couch. Sophia rearranged Alatariel's limbs as gently as possible into what looked like a less uncomfortable position, and tucked her pillow beneath the girl's head. Feeling sleepy again, and not seeing anyone around she called to the bartender. "Something that'll put me out?" she said hesitantly. "You mean like some of this?" the bartender held up another full bottle of Mudwater. Sophia shook her head rapidly, not that, anything but that. "Alright," the bartender said, rummaging under the counter, "How's this?" he pulled out a large pink box and read the label, "for relief of allergy symptoms, may cause drowsiness." Sophia's eyes lit up, Benadryl! She popped one of the pink pills into her mouth and swallowed, not only would she get a long night of drug induced slumbers, but she'd also clear up those annoying allergies. She cast a withering glance at Angara. She suspected the culprit was dragon dander. Looking critically at the couch where Fin slept Sophia pondered a way to get a more comfortable bed than the floor. With her pillow gone she didn't want to sleep there anymore. She gingerly picked up his feet and slipped under them. Sitting on the couch with Fin's legs across her lap she tipped her head back against the sofa cushions and stared at the ceiling. Drowsiness began to overcome her. This would do, she thought. As sleep finally claimed her she slumped over sideways, her head on Fin's arm. She didn't know it, but she was finally in that dread stiffening position she'd been trying to avoid all week. The cruel ways of fate. OOC: as is obvious, the real life Sophia is a terrible insomniac. The cruel ways of fate. [ May 05, 2003: Message edited by: Sophia the Thunder Mistress ] __________________ The seasons fall like silver swords, the years rush ever onward; and soon I sail, to leave this world, these lands where I have wander'd. O Elbereth! O Queen who dwells beyond the Western Seas, spare me yet a little time 'ere white ships come for me!