When Alfred stirs, he rolls his head lazily from one side to the other, hair much longer than it has been when he had gone to sleep falling in soft waves around his shoulders. He is, of course, completely oblivious to the panic Seras is experiencing - things are just as they have always been, in his mind. He's just had a good night of sleep beside his lovely girlfriend. Contentment.
So when he slits his eyes open to smile lazily at the werewolf...he is a little thrown off by the way she's scooted so far back, staring at him in. What is that, horror?]
Mnh......Schatzi? What's wrong?
[Too sleepy for real panic to set in, he sits up.
The strip of satin falls away.]
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Unfortunately she can't manage to untangle herself from the sheets enough to make an escape before he's regarding her proper. His (Warm? Adoring?) gaze now unmistakably focused on her ("Schatzi?" What does that mean?) she freezes in place like a deer in headlights.]
A-ah, hi. Good morning. So sorry-- I didn't mean to wake you. J-just lie back down. Go back to sleep.
[Where did all that hair come from? Is it a wig? Is his fog form acting up? She always thought that thing was always going to be the death of her... he looks too good. It's not fair.
She doesn't get to worry about that detail for much longer though, since all her fussing seems to have stolen away his last little bit of cover.
Once again her hands rocket straight to her mouth, head turning sharply up and away, making the point that she didn't see a thing.]
Ohhhmygodimsosorry— [Muffled against her palm before she realizes that she's just uncovered herself in the process and now she must scramble to gather the sheets around her again.]
I-it's just a dream! Just a weird dream! Don't mind me, I was never here!
[Keeping her eyes on the ceiling, she starts trying to navigate backwards off the bed again, one arm holding the sheets to her chest and the other patting around for the edge of the mattress.
Is is really HIM she's trying to convince, here? Seems like she might be ready to die of shame for the both of them...]
[Okay, this is - weird. Blinking more of the sleep from his eyes, he gets a better look at his partner (a MUCH better look, and damn if he doesn't enjoy the view), and...some of what he's seeing doesn't quite add up. Her hair. Her piercings.
And, of course, the fact that she seems...flustered to see him naked. Maybe this is some sort of prank? An elaborate gag?
That makes the most sense, right?]
You were never here...?
[Confusion gives way to mischief - he chuckles a little, a lopsided smile crossing his lips while his eyes glitter.]
If you were never here, then I must have had quite the...vivid dream last night.
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So when he slits his eyes open to smile lazily at the werewolf...he is a little thrown off by the way she's scooted so far back, staring at him in. What is that, horror?]
Mnh......Schatzi? What's wrong?
[Too sleepy for real panic to set in, he sits up.
The strip of satin falls away.]
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Unfortunately she can't manage to untangle herself from the sheets enough to make an escape before he's regarding her proper. His (Warm? Adoring?) gaze now unmistakably focused on her ("Schatzi?" What does that mean?) she freezes in place like a deer in headlights.]
A-ah, hi. Good morning. So sorry-- I didn't mean to wake you. J-just lie back down. Go back to sleep.
[Where did all that hair come from? Is it a wig? Is his fog form acting up? She always thought that thing was always going to be the death of her... he looks too good. It's not fair.
She doesn't get to worry about that detail for much longer though, since all her fussing seems to have stolen away his last little bit of cover.
Once again her hands rocket straight to her mouth, head turning sharply up and away, making the point that she didn't see a thing.]
Ohhhmygodimsosorry— [Muffled against her palm before she realizes that she's just uncovered herself in the process and now she must scramble to gather the sheets around her again.]
I-it's just a dream! Just a weird dream! Don't mind me, I was never here!
[Keeping her eyes on the ceiling, she starts trying to navigate backwards off the bed again, one arm holding the sheets to her chest and the other patting around for the edge of the mattress.
Is is really HIM she's trying to convince, here? Seems like she might be ready to die of shame for the both of them...]
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And, of course, the fact that she seems...flustered to see him naked. Maybe this is some sort of prank? An elaborate gag?
That makes the most sense, right?]
You were never here...?
[Confusion gives way to mischief - he chuckles a little, a lopsided smile crossing his lips while his eyes glitter.]
If you were never here, then I must have had quite the...vivid dream last night.