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Nerina Rosso	Another night ticks on in the hospital's coma ward, marked in an endless way by the fluid levels of feeding bags dropping between fills and the steady pulse of heart rate monitors. Minutes, hours, days of the week, and even weeks of the year all blur together in the steady march of time. For the staff it's just another day of the week - another shift. For the patients it's hard to say whether time is passing at all.     For the inky pool gathered beneath the bed of one olive-skin 'Jane Doe', the only reminder of time's passage at all is the iridescent blue display of the Casio watch on her wrist. A brief glance gives the time, only for the sake of avoiding the hospital rounds, and then it disappears from sight. Slipping into the building has become routine by now and with familiarity has come small shows of boldness; longer stays, tighter schedules, a discrete body wash in the days between the hospital's cycle...     And a familiar dream-catcher hanging from a pump stand above the nearby heart-rate monitor. It showed up during a shift change. Evening staff assumed a day visitor brought it.
Sarah Rainmaker	It's almost easy to miss, as the sentinel watery girl rests beneath the bed. That faint hitch in the breathing pattern, then a creak as the body above her stirs slightly, the monitor beeps starting to get louder and faster, before a little chime starts going off as the machine recognizes the patient is starting to wake up.
Nerina Rosso	Alarms... just what a ninja needs. But in this one rare case, the blackened naiad may make an exception. Jumping at first, the ninja's black silhouette bolts up the railing of the bed to stare down at Sarah with stark orange eyes wide with concern - the only thing visible about her in the dark room.
Sarah Rainmaker	The Apache woman's eyelids flutter for a moment, her chest rising in a deeper breath as they flutter open, her eyes focusing, but filled with confusion as she takes in her surroundings. And the creepy ninja looking down at her, which makes her jerk reflexively as she tries to sit up. "Wha..." she rasps, coughing as she claws at the breathing mask.
Nerina Rosso	The ninja's eyes stay wide and striking as a hand presses down on Sarah's chest, slender for the moment before it floods across her from shoulder to shoulder, soaking the apache with warm water. "Easy," the surprised naiad beckons in a clipped but soft voice - youthful and female. "You're okay."
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah blinks confusedly, but the voice and the sensation of water washing against her snaps her out of it as she realizes who it is, a bit groggily. "N-Nerina...where...where am I? What happened to the demons?" There's the sound of footsteps starting at the end of the corridor outside by the nurse's station and rapidly heading down the hall.
Nerina Rosso	"Hospital," the ninja answers tersely as her eyes flit towards the hallway. "I'm not here," is all she adds before the water is sucked away and the naiad slips back beneath the bed frame, doing her best to tuck herself out of sight.
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah blinks and looks confused, before the door open and a nurse comes in at a run to fuss over her. Things get fairly busy at that point, with a doctor joining them shortly after who starts running her through some basic cognitive tests, though the nurse is confused by the black stain on the bed and gown. They at least fill Sarah in on how long she's been here. Though Nerina will notice, when they start asking questions about who she is or how she got here, she says that she doesn't remember anything, which the doctor says should fix it self given a little time. Though you can tell he's not sure what's causing it and is trying to put her mind at ease more than anything else. Eventually, Sarah asks if she can just rest, and the nurse has her move over to the clean bed and switches out her town, letting her lie down again before she and the doctor leave her in piece after about 45 minutes or so of activity.
Nerina Rosso	Forty-five tense, heart-pounding minutes for Sarah and also the black puddle trying its best not to exist under her bed. After the activity stops and once silence reigns anew in the room, Nerina's gaze peeks around at the Apache's new bed, furtively spying the young woman.
Sarah Rainmaker	"I think you're safe..." Sarah says, frowning as she's looking over the machines she's hooked up to, leaning over the bed to do it as her gown rides up, showing a generous expanse of bare thigh in the process. "Are you okay?" she says, looking back over as she pauses to take a deep drink of water from teh bottle the nurse brought her.
Nerina Rosso	The silhouette rises when it's called out, detaching itself from the metal railing as it compresses into the lithe and youthful taper of a slender and rather leggy young woman. The featureless ninja reaches back and grabs the forgotten dreamcatcher before walking over, her bare feet moving silently across the cool floor.     "I was going to ask how you liked your six year nap," the cat-eyed young woman grumbles, miffed that the hospital staff ruined her joke. She pauses as a softness settles on her features and adds, "How are you, Duesetti?"
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah smiles faintly as she sees the dreamcatcher, reaching out to take it and lets it dangle from her fingers. "Oh, were you?" she murmurs, glancing over. "You startled me, is this your official sneaky suit?" She sobers, turning more serious. "I'm...okay. I'm a little foggy, but I remember some things. My name." She glances at the door. "...didn't really want to be put back in the system, so I'm gonna need to pull a disappearing act before they get around to sending out my fingerprints or something." She sighs. "...there was this girl. She was running from this other girl who was trying to kill her so I tried to grab her and fly away. The other girl could fly." She frowns. "...and the girl I rescued was apparently possessed by a demon or something and tried to kill me too, then this weird magic guy in a red cloak showed up and got eaten by another demon...it was weird. Even for me." She frowns a bit. "...the last thing I remember was the red cape guy knocking a demon out of the girl with the skunk stripe hair, and she fell out of the air. And I went to check her pulse to make sure she was alive and then..." She winces and rubs her head. "...I don't remember."
Nerina Rosso	Nerina gives the dreamcatcher freely, letting her hand brush along Sarah's and keeping close by the Apache's bedside now that she's moved near. If the Amerindian looks closely she might notice the lack of suit to the naiad's "sneaky suit". While the water sprite is too featureless to be recognizably naked,the difference may only be a thick coat of body paint.     Stubborn body paint, judging by the persistant grey tint accenting Sarah's collar.     "If you're well we can climb down. You're five stories up," Nerina answers simply.
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah pauses, eyeing the watery girl, then gently pokes at the hand. "Did you..put black dye in yourself?" she says curiously. "That's clever..." She finishes fiddling with the machine, then flips a few switches, shutting parts of the display off, before she starts pulling off the monitor on her finger and sliding back out of bed, pulling out the IV with a little wince. "I can fly us out." she says, fairly confidently. "Nothing wrong with my wind control, I think...just a little hazy." she admits.
Nerina Rosso	The naiad's hand is soft and real to the touch - as human as Sarah's own. Nerina's black lips curl on an equally black face, granting a softness to her still-striking eyes. "Pond dye," she admits. "Very strong - very stubborn..." an apologetic glance is given to the Apache's bustline at that.     "Gather yourself first. You've been sleeping a long time. We don't need to hit a window by accident." A hand slips around to brush Sarah's back, rubbing through the young woman's thin gown. "And welcome back..."
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah looks down, just noticing the black there as she rubs at it, then pauses. "...why was I covered with die across my front?" she says, glancing over now as she pushes herself up, a little unsteadily, her feet bare against the floor. She does take a moment to gather herself however, breathing in and out a bit. "Ugh...I feel like I've had the flu..."
Nerina Rosso	Nerina's hand slides around to Sarah's far side as she slips in to offer support. "I forgot for a moment that I stain," she admits simply, continuing to smile softly at the woman's disorientation. "Slowly... you've been very lazy, Duesetti."
Sarah Rainmaker	"Stain?" Sarah says uncertainly, looking back at her, before she nods, her expression clearing. "Right. Stain. Well. We need to...to leave...are my clothes here?"
Nerina Rosso	Nerina's free arm stretches out into a black tendril and slips through the seam of the room's closet, popping it open and dragging out a small pile of effects - including the Apache's sneakers.     "Can you hold them and fly at the same time?" she asks, wary of the rainmaker's daze.
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah psshs. "Hold them? I was going to put them on..." Though then she seems to hear the coming footsteps. "...fuck." She reaches down carefully to scoop them pu and wobbles towards the window. "C'mon!"
Nerina Rosso	The nymph under Sarah's arm would be light enough to carry even if she weren't cooperating. Aiding the lethargic mutant as she is, the ninja's quick and quiet steps steady the taller woman's shuffling and guide her to the nearest window. A deft flick of her oil-black hand lifts the pane high and slaps the room with cold winter air.     "Go down first. Parking garage floor three," Nerina instructs curtly, nodding her head to the parking garage across the street before glancing back sharply towards the doorway.
Sarah Rainmaker	The breeze seems to swirl a bit around Sarah as she slides her long legs over teh window sill, then slides off, floating a bi tunsteadily down until she touches down on the parking garage roof. No issues yet.
Nerina Rosso	Nerina slips onto the window ledge after her and balances herself delicately as she pushes the window closed behind them, then makes a small leap to latch onto the floating mutant, clinging to Sarah's hospital gown like a nervous squid on a buoy - and perhaps staining it like one as well.     Once their feet touch concrete though, the ninja's alertness shows as she immediately tugs the Apache towards the exit stairwell to tuck them out of sight. "This way! Inside," she presses with the same tense but not panicked terseness.
Sarah Rainmaker	Behind the pair the door opens as the nurse comes jogging in, then looks around. "...oh fuck." She tears back out to alert security a patient is wandering around!     Sarah doesn't resist as she's pulled along, staggering a little bit as she does, but more or less going where she's directed.
Nerina Rosso	Warm moisture spreads up Sarah's back and down her legs as the ninja's arm around her back ripples and stretches, fanning out like peacock feathers to hide her in its shadow. Nerina's own body thins inhumanly as she diverts herself for other tasks, distorting to an exaggerated, wasp-waisted figure as she whips forward a tentacle again to yank the stairwell door open ahead of them and nudge the fleeing Apache inside.     Half a step inside and there's a surprisingly firm push against the cool concrete wall beside them as the ninja pins her charge. "Shh!" she hisses tightly, staring up with orange eyes that gleam in the stairwell lights, looking all the less natural against the inky backdrop that's half human and half a shapeless black mass.
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah is panting a little bit, slightly pale already just from the bit of movement she's done, her hands coming up automatically as she's pushed back against the wall, her dark eyes blinking at Nerina as she's pinned back against the wall. "..." She doesn't talk though, staying where she's put for the moment.
Nerina Rosso	The ninja's cat eyes flit aside and stare intensely as their view of the outside world shrinks into a sliver. A last gust of air and the rumble of a passing truck engine are the last hurrahs of the night before the stairwell door closes with a profound *CLICK!*.     Silence lapses on the rooftop landing as Nerina stays pressed against the Apache, just formed enough to be possibly human while her eyes remain locked on the door's off-blue paint as if to pierce holes through it. A tense breath passes, then another... the ninja waits at length before moving again.
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah finds herself holding her breath for a moment as she waits, blinking at erina, until the watery woman finally moves, shifting. "W-wait, I need to change..the gown is too obvious..." She starts stripping it off, then crouches down to dig through her clothes.
Nerina Rosso	"Okay," Nerina sighs in relief as she eases herself off Sarah and looks back up, her expression softening... at least a little. Her shroud of night-black water soaks back into her body, leaving the naiad once more recognizable for the human she is as she watches the Apache begin to change. "Get dressed and meet me down one floor. I'll grab my own clothes, capiche?"     Turning to the stairwell, the naiad forgoes the steps entirely and slips her limber body beneath the railing, falling down the gap between flights like rainwater - disappearing in barely a moment from view.
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah blinks as she watches the black receded, unabashedly staring for a moment before Nerina falls down to the next level, then starts to struggle into her clothes. "Black dye..." she mutters to herself, shaking her head as she pulls her cableknit sweater on over her jeans, then wiggles on her socks and shoes, before she jogs downstairs to join her.
Nerina Rosso	Sarah arrives first to the third floor landing but only barely. Without any thump of rubber or click of hard soles to announce her, a freshly-garbed black shadow darts into view. From head to toe the flautist is covered in a black gi, secured tightly around her narrow waist by a belt and finished by a pair of thin sandals. The cat-eyed water mutant glances at Sarah's familiar garbs and confesses another smile at the sight she'd missed. "Are you warm enough to fly home?" she asks while reaching around her neck to pull a hood over her head and then a facemask up past her nose. With her outfit fully assembled, the only speck of color to the ninja's entire body are the stark whites and oranges of her eyes.
Sarah Rainmaker	"Cold doens't bother me, usually..." Sarah says. "I feel a little better, but still weak. I think I can get us home." She inhales, tilting her head. "Besides, don't think we can ride a bus like that." she points out.
Nerina Rosso	A little clear toothpaste tube slips out the ninja's sleeve, filled with a thick brown paste. "Have some peanut butter," Nerina suggests as she offers the snack. "I have other ways home, but I don't think you would like them," she notes, her amused smirk hidden beneath her mask.
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah's eyes light up at that as she takes it, looking it over, then popping it open to squeeze the peanut butter out of it a bit at a time, swallowing it slowly. She empties it quickly, then sighs, letting out a breath. "I didn't realize how hungry I was...thank you."
Nerina Rosso	Nerina's eyes twinkle at the Apache's gusto as she tucks the nearly empty tube back into her gi. "E tuo - your peanut butter," she jokes before glancing further down the stairwell, just in case.     "Still clear," she assures. "Take time if you need to. I am not a very good paracadute."
Sarah Rainmaker	"Mmm, can you become rain if you need to though?" Sarah wonders curiously, as she starts to get some color back into her face at the sugar rush. "Okay. We can fly slow. I'll go in hops, rooftop to rooftop.
Nerina Rosso	"I can maybe survive a fall but it would not help you," Nerina notes as she scrutinizes Sarah's face with an unsettling and rarely used intensity, more at home on a sword swallower than a flute-playing waif. The younger mutant nods in agreement as her eyes soften and she takes a half step forward, deftly slipping beneath the Apache's arm and helping once again to support her weight. Oddly, their height difference almost disappears in the process.     "Fly when you're ready, Duesetti," Nerina rhymes as she glances to the door beside them, leading out into the parking deck and the world beyond.
Sarah Rainmaker	"...actually...this may feel a bit odd...but it will be easier..." Sarah says as they reach the roof. And the nymph will feel that curious sensation of her water being touched by Sarah's power again...but this time, it's like it flows through her, and lifts her, even as winds swirl around the pair to lift them up into the sky. "Yes...much lighter..." Sarah says, holding Nerina close as they soar through the air for several blocks, before descnding to touch down again. She looks at the girl pressed agains ther. "Was that bad? I can stop, but it's easier to lift you that way..."
Nerina Rosso	The naiad's body ripples and begins to rise atop the caress of Sarah's power, holding at once the structure of a giant puddle but the form of a human. Nerina's eyes widen almost comically as her other arm swings around Sarah and her legs do the same for good measure, latching herself firmly once again to the Apache's torso. Orange eyes flit between the city down below and her flight-attendant-cum-pilot until they come down to land on a familiar balcony and the ninja's grip finally relaxes.     "It felt... weird, but it got us here," Nerina confesses after searching for a word as she untangles herself and puts her sandals on firm ground. "Venire, before someone sees us," she adds, nodding towards the apartment's locked sliding door. Sarah might recall being the only one with a key...
Sarah Rainmaker	"Oh, right..." Sarah rummages in her pocket, then pulls out a small key, lifting it up...but you notice her hand is trembling a bit, making it hard for her to get the key in the lock easily. "Sorry, I'm just...um..I got it..." she insists, using her other hand to steady the left, then turns the key with a grinding click, before she pulls the door open. "There..."
Nerina Rosso	Nerina sets a hand gently on Sarah's back as she tries to work the lock then gives a small nudge to guide the Apache inside ahead of her. "Si, it is cold tonight," she excuses, following the raven-haired young woman inside. Before anything else, the ninja closes the door, latches it anew, and draws the curtains over it, casting the living room into total darkness.     An audible sigh of relief comes from somewhere in Nerina's direction.
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah manages to stagger across the shadowed room and just fall on one of the beds in the front room, sprawling as she does. Maybe breathing a bit heavier than usual. Apparently it wasn't quite so easy to fly back as she claimed.
Nerina Rosso	Nerina smiles softly in the dark as she hears Sarah land on a mattress. The naiad walks with comparative ease through the room, having long since committed its layout to memory, and a sterile white light shines from the kitchen as she briefly opens the refrigerator door. The sound of clinking silverware follows as the naiad busies her hands.     "Get out of your clothes and under a blanket. You'll feel better," the young nymph suggests.
Sarah Rainmaker	"...if I wasn't so tired, I'd consider that an invitation." Sarah says wearily, before she mmms. "....I think I'm just gonna say here instead of going all the awy to my bedroom..." she says, the sounds of a creaking mattress and cloth hitting the floor suggesting she's taking your advice.
Nerina Rosso	The quiet choir of cooking noises from the kitchen fill the interludes between dropping shoes and bits of cotton until the light goes out once more, casting the apartment in utter darkness. There's no sound from the common areas, no creaking floor or soft thump of footwear that follows, but the living puddle that is Nerina can at least be sensed moving closer in the dark.
Sarah Rainmaker	Another sign of Sarah's tiredness. She doesn't ask what she's making or what she's doing, or question when she feels that familiar mass of water flowing back over. She just lies there partially under the blanket, the sheets pulled up to just barely cover her breasts where she's tucked herself under the sheets and blanket.
Nerina Rosso	Then suddenly a narrow beam strikes the ceiling as the naiad turns on a small pen light. Standing beside the Apache's bed, the ninja-now-waitress offers a plate holding two hearty pieces of brown bread smeared with a thick brown spread.     "Have another snack before you rest," she suggests, setting the dish down where the curve of the sheets give way to the valley of the Apache's stomach. A fond twinkle in the ninja's otherworldly eyes serves in place of a smile.
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah mmphs, opening her eyes as she blinks a little blearily, then pulls herself up slightly, so she can lean back against her pillows but be more or less sitting up, a hand absently holding the sheet to her chest as she snags one of the pieces of bread with the other as she sniffs at it, then takes a bite. "T'ank 'ou..." she murmurs.
Nerina Rosso	The immediate flavor is earthy, followed by a hearty richness that blends to fruity sweetness as the sauce on top touches the tongue. "Bread and apple butter," Nerina explains as her mask creases a little at the corners of her mouth, betraying her up-turned lips. The ninja moves a hand to the back of Sarah's head as support while easing herself onto the edge of the bed.     "Maybe it wasn't six years but you were gone a long time, Duesetti." The naiad pauses, then snickers to herself as realization dawns on her. "That length of time is following you I think."
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah wrinkles her nose a bit, leaning her head slightly back into Nerina's hands as she nibbles, then smirks. "Guess so..." she murmurs. "Trying not to make a habit of it..." she insists as well.
Nerina Rosso	Nerina's supporting hand rubs gently against the Apache's head before the naiad blinks a few times rapidly, then her black-dyed brow furrows in confusion and she turns away. Her hand slips off as the ninja presents her back and goes silent.
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah relaxes into the rubbing, her eyes slitting a bit. "Mmm...." Her eyes open again as Nerina turns away though, watching her dim form. "...are you alright?" she mururs softly, before continuing to nibble on the bread.
Nerina Rosso	Nothing answers for the naiad at first and silence lapses for several seconds before she moves.     "It's nothing," she assures, but with curtness intruding upon her previous warmth.
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah mmms, then murmurs softly. "You're upset." She finishes the first piece, moving on to the next, recovering some of her appetite apparently. She doesn't push, but just leaves the words sitting there for Nerina to respond to or not as she chooses.
Nerina Rosso	"Sto bene," Nerina insists, still facing the room. "Eat your bread..."     A few seconds later, a small sniffle disrupts the stillness of the room.
Sarah Rainmaker	There's a soft clink of the plate as it's set on the nightstand next to the bed, then gentle fingers on Nerina's shoulder, as Sarah shifts, moving a bit closer. She doesn't say anything this time...just a presence.
Nerina Rosso	Nerina stiffens at the touch but a moment later her own hand comes up to join it, resting over Sarah's own.     "I missed you, Duesetti," she admits in a voice that's carefully held steady. Her head turns a little, but not enough to see or be seen.
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah doesn't respond verbally to that, but after a moment her other arm gently slides around Nerina's middle as she gives her a soft hug, the cuves of her pressing up against her through the sheet as she gives her a light squeeze, easy...enough that Nerina can easily pull free if she needs to. "Thank you for watching over me..." she murmurs softly. "I feel better knowing you were there..."
Nerina Rosso	As Sarah squeezes the naiad's body tenses then momentarily loses its substance as the ninja wriggles like a possessed water bed, making a half turn to present a shoulder and her side to the Apache as she solidifies anew - now holding Sarah's hand against her collar. She pauses and a brief grimace is visible in the dark before Nerina takes control of herself again.     "Of course," she dismisses, as if it were expected of her. Two slender fingers stroke the back of Sarah's palm while her eyes stray down to it then finally back to the waiting apache. "And I'll watch you tonight too. Get your rest, Duesetti," she goads soothingly.
Sarah Rainmaker	SArah doesn't resist the movement, her fingers curling lightly against Nerina's throat slightly. Sarah smiles a bit in the darkness. "Going to stay on top of the bed this time?" she murmurs, her skin smooth to the touch.
Nerina Rosso	The ninja's suit yields softly while revealing itself to be a stretchy, rubber-like fabric. Less bothered by that touch, Nerina draws in a small breath and pulls her eyes away to think. Her mask creases in the dark a little, but the shadows make it difficult to tell up or down.     "You're asking me to sleep with you, lesbica?"
Sarah Rainmaker	"You know, calling me lesbian like it's a title is kind of weird." Sarah points out, her fingers gently sliding off the collar as she lies back again. "But just sleep. Rest. If you want..." she murmurs, shifting a bit on the bed as she pulls her pillow down to lie back against it.
Nerina Rosso	Nerina's gaze returns to follow Sarah down against the bed, hanging on her for a few seconds before the ninja wordlessly stands up and walks away, taking the small flashlight with her out of the room.     "Let me wash or I will give you a black tattoo as big as your back," she notes before disappearing down the short hallway to the bathroom and Sarah's proper bedroom. The noise of running sink water follows a few moments later.
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah slits her eyes, then yawns a bit, stretching out as she burrows under the sheets more, rolling on her side where she can watch where Nerina went. "Never really went in for tattoos...I mean, not on me. On other people they look nice..." she says, raising her voice so Nerina can hear.
Nerina Rosso	"I can paint you black any time you want," Nerina notes with the mild echo of speaking in a tiled room. "Tattoos don't stick to me."     "Nothing really does..." the naiad murmurs afterwards, a sound not entirely meant for Sarah's ears.
Sarah Rainmaker	"Mmm...never been marked by a girl before like that...." Sarah teases lazily, her eyes closing as she stretches out slowly, wiggling where she is. "But I don't think I need to have darker skin."
Nerina Rosso	"You're not that dark," Nerina notes as the water turns off. "More rosso than nero."     The small stick light creeps up the hallway and casts a soft, faint light on fair skin that slips around the corner. Still walking with low, almost sliding steps, the ninja returns au naturale with a familiar trail of blonde split ends trailing nearly down to the floor. Her slender body tenses and shifts in little ways to support the unnatural but silent way of moving and the blue-eyed nymph gives Sarah a little smile as she approaches. The dim point of light bounced off the ceiling illuminates the young woman's upper edges and flatteringly shades the spaces below, making her seem a little fuller and a little better rounded. Steady food may be paying off.
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah blinks a bit, not expecting that as Nerina returns. The petite blonde continues to suprise her, but other than a brow raising slightly, lost in the darkness, she just watches her approach. "You look stronger....more curves..." she murmurs softly.
Nerina Rosso	The nymph's free hand strums a finger up her ribs as she glances down at herself curiously. "Hmm? Maybe... normally I stay thin and winter and get bigger in summer; more fish." Bending over, Nerina sets her flashlight face up on the nightstand, then gestures with a roll of her finger for Sarah to turn the other way - despite loose bang falling over her eyes.     "Fare spazio, Sarah," she instructs.
Sarah Rainmaker	SArah looks faintly curious, but shifts, wiggling around so she's facing away from Nerina. "Curves look good on you." she murmurs absently, her smooth back visible as she adjust the sheets.
Nerina Rosso	Nerina smiles softly as she's given privacy to appreciate the sight and draws up the bedsheet behind Sarah. A wintery caress of cool room air runs down the Apache's back before the mattress shifts and the current is blocked by another body. The sheet settles back down as the young naiad slips forward, rolling motionlessly along the fitted sheet like dew on a lotus leaf until her slender arms brush past Sarah's sides and coil around her waist. A warm breath splashes against the crook of her neck as Nerina nestles herself atop the fine pile of black hair and cuddles up behind her fellow mutant. Loose strands of her own brush Sarah's back as the flautist and ninja takes a loose grip on the roommate that slipped away from her once already.
Sarah Rainmaker	Sarah makes a soft sound as she feels Nerina press up against her, then wiggles a bit back against her, her eyes closing as she's held. "Comfy?" she murmurs softly.
Nerina Rosso	One hand comes to rest on Sarah's hip while the other climbs to the base of her ribs and Nerina makes her own adjustments, brushing here and there against the Apache until a small hum of dissatisfaction slips from her mouth. "You're bigger than me," she grumbles as the small spoon trying to cover the big one.
Sarah Rainmaker	"I am." Sarah says, in slight amusement. "...would you be more comfortable if we were the other way around?" she offers, teasing softly. "Or if I was on my back so you can sprawl?"