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Characters: Signless, Disciple, Dolorosa, Helmsman and Psii [CLOSED]
Date: Any time from Dolorosa's arrival to the present
Format: Whichever!
Content Warnings: None for now
Summary: Life in the holy bros hive

It's not the easiest of arrangements, each of them having different rooms to stay in scattered about, but they've made it work somehow. Helmsman tucked in comfortably in a bed and Di and Signless bedding down on the floor next to him along with frequent visits to Psii to make sure that he's okay. And then Dolorosa arrived and took charge of mothercluckbeasting all of them, and with the amount of time they all spend trying to be close to each other...well. They're going to need to step up their efforts at getting their own place.

But in the meantime they're together, and that makes just about anything bearable.

((ooc: go ahead and post individual threads, just mark the where and when and whether they're open to the whole family or meant for someone in particular!))

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[Other than the dialogue of updating navigational information on the ship, he can't remember being used to actual conversation not involving orders. So he remains silent so as not to disturb an activity she clearly enjoys.

Unconsciously his psionics lower him closer to the ground. When he feels his feet butt against the cushions, he comes to his senses and quickly lifts himself up again. Relaxation is for users. Really, he's only just gotten used to the novel ideas of lying down in bed and sitting on chairs.]

The cushions are there to be used, you know, [she teases him with a smile, not looking up from her work. The tumbling bumblebee seems to be about to land squarely on the back of a fluffy-looking kitten sleeping in the sun.]

[If he could awkwardly curl his toes, he would. For now, his biowires twitch and shrink closer to him.]

Uther Di enjoyth uthing floor bedding?

[Clearly he doesn't remember the habits of cats or cat-like friends. Floor cushions is a new concept he's considering. Like chairs. He loosens one biowire and pokes curiously at the cushion farthest from her, as if to test its springiness.]

It's very soft and comfortable.

[And the cushion should indeed feel just as she describes when he pokes it. Only the best cushions for their hive.]

[Right, weird experimentation time. Awkwardly, he lowers himself onto it, not quite sure where to put his long legs. He settles for sticking them out in front of himself as he sits upright. He still needs his psionics to hold himself up, as the strain on his back would be too much. His arms rest uselessly at his sides.]

Yeth, it ith very thoft.

[Not as comfortable, but only because he's still trying to regain the flesh on his wasted body. It's more comfortable than a hard chair, at least.]

May Thythtem uthe cushionth when thitting in chairth?

Oh...Oh, Psii, yes, of course you can! I'll get you some especially for you, okay? They'll be all yours and you won't need to ask to use them.

[Having possessions of his own is not a concept he's ready for. Even his mirror he considers on loan from the city.]

Thythtem will not bother uther Di if Thythtem requireth uthe of cushionth.

It's not a bother! I just don't want you to feel that you have to ask, or that you have to wait to use them if I happen to be out or anything like that.