Friday 1.3

[ginnyvos.livejournal.com]

//Nagi. Naaaagi. Naaaaaa-kun. Wake up. Brad wants coffee, and he asked if you would make it.//

Nagi groned and burried himself in the warmth around him. After a bit, as the pestering got to be too much, he groaned again and collected his mind enough to send back //He must not really want to wake up then... Can't you make it? You're obviously very awake...//

He was tired. He was groggy and he didn't care about the world outside right now because he was also warm and comfortable and it seemed he'd survived the night without nightmares. Miracle of miracles. 

He guessed it had a lot to do with him being in Farf's room though, the older man protectively curled around them.

He tried to go to sleep once more but it was to no avail. //Damn it! If you want me to wake up than you have to give me some of your coffee...//

He cuddled into Farf a little more.

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[aki-jade.livejournal.com]

Schuldig arched an eyebrow and grinned a bit. Brad Crawford was actually laughing. At something that didn't involve killing or torture. It was... strange. But definitely a good thing. Despite everything, Brad was in a good mood.

The grin quickly stretched into a very self-satisfied smirk. Damn he was good.

He shrugged at Brad's suggestion that he would be going shopping later. He really didn't mind doing the grocery shopping. It was everyone else that tended to suffer. But was it really his fault that he loved saurkraut so much?

With a yawn, Schuldig plopped down at the table, leaning his chin on his hand. "How much longer? I'm starving."

[oracle-dreams.livejournal.com]

Brad turned to the coffee pot and poured two mugs, taking the liberty of perparing both cups the way they both preferred.

"As patient as always..." Brad smirked as he passed Schuldig his coffee.

He placed Nagi's coffee in front of him. "Will Farfarello be joining us?"

It was strange that the Irishman wasn't awake already. Then again, he had several near sleepless nights over the past few days.

Brad returned to his cooking, popping bread into the toaster before returning to his pan.

He had a good feeling about today.

[ginnyvos.livejournal.com]

Nagi shrugged. "I don't know. He was still asleep when I left him. He might be awake and join us at any time."

Nagi hoped Farf would stay asleep for a while longer, the man had stayed up many nights, even though he had badgered Nagi into going to sleep.

[aki-jade.livejournal.com]

Schuldig yawned, mentally probing at Farfarello's mind, but not getting in too deep. Farfarello's dreamscape tended to be horrific at best, and he had no desire to get sucked into that.

"He's still sleeping. Though if he felt me poking around he might be up soon." Schuldig shrugged as he sipped his coffee, craning his neck to peer into the kitchen, trying to see how far along the food was.

[bloodyfarfie.livejournal.com]

Farfarello did wake up at the poking around in his head, grumbling a little as he got out of bed reluctantly. He'd been awake a few days straight pretty well, and had been enjoying getting caught up on his sleep. He sent some vaguely annoyed thoughts toward the telepath for waking him up.

He didn't bother getting changed, having fallen asleep in the clothes he'd worn the night before, and instead just walked out to the kitchen, yawning and stretching. "G'mornin'.."