Sleepless nights

[reincarnshaman]

There are things that Trever never thought would be a problem in his life. Not ever being in Eire - or to be more exact - to be connected to Eire was one of them. But that he'd been coping with. The second thing he'd never thought would be a problem in his life was the lack of a moon. His body seemed to be insisting on something should be happening, that he should be doing or going somewhere but he didn't know where or why for the life of him.

It's lead to severe bouts of insomnia around when, on his world, it'd be the full moon as his body ticked around to some invisible thing he couldn't turn off.

As such thing a thing has ticked around he can found wandering around the corridors, barefoot and shirtless, cat following him behind, trying to work off the nervous energy, that whatever it was that kept on pulling at him. Whenever he passed by a window he'd stop and stare out of it, looking for something and then sighing and moving on not finding it.

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[impossibilities]

He wasn't the only one up and about. Grainne was exploring the halls and spaces of the ship for the millionth time, wearing her white dress and letting it float about her. She moved swiftly from hall to hall, flitting about like a ghost.

[reincarnshaman]

She at least catches his attention enough to stop him from his almost dazed like wandering.

"Oh. Hello!" he said, somewhat startled.

[impossibilities]

Grainne stopped, her dress settling around her, surprised. Night shift seemed usually very empty, and she hadn't expected to meet a familiar face so late. "Kale?" She asked, but as soon as she said it, she squinted and shook her head. "Ah, you are his brother?"

[reincarnshaman]

"Heh. Yes. Not many people can pick that out." They are identical after all.

He grinned at her tiredly and watched as Veena strolled over to check her out. "You're Grainne, right?"

[impossibilities]

A small smile met his grin. "I've known many twins in my time, the differences are usually deeper than what most people prefer to see. Yes, that's me. Ah, has he been talking about me?" She watched the cat approach, kneeling and offering her hand. Animals sometimes spooked around her, with their senses more attuned to the strangeness of the world than humans.

[reincarnshaman]

"We're fairly alike physically but other than that..." They're different. Not night and day different, but they have their own interests and skills. "Yeah. He has. We share stories about the people we meet on board. Nothing really horrible but 'I met so and so and they were like this or that'. Just things like that."

And keep files.

They're keeping files on people.

Considering that Veena is from a world of magic she won't smell that strange. She's not evil or anything like that which is something she's more interested in.

[impossibilities]

Grainne really wouldn't have said anything, it was par for the course that every magus kept information on their rivals in her world.

She offered a pet to the kitty with a smile. "A beautiful cat. It must be wonderful having someone to share things like that with. You're very lucky. What brings you out tonight?"

[itmeanstruth]

Definitely not the only one up and about. One of these days, Minoru would figure out 'space time' or what time things would actually be if there was a sun to rise and set. But until then, he had his own boundless energy to wear off and this time he was on his way to the Holodeck for a good run.

"You okay there?"

[reincarnshaman]

"What?" Trever snaps out of his thoughts - or lack there of - and stares at the person.

Meanwhile, Veena immediately goes over to inspect the guy with her tail up in the air.

[itmeanstruth]

"You seem a little... restless?" Distracted would have also worked. Perhaps even nervous.

Minoru had nothing against cats (his brother signed his summoning contract with the ninja cats), but he still stiffened a little when she approached. He shared his room with the actual Cat, so he probably smelled a little like someone else.

"Something on your mind?"

[reincarnshaman]

Yes, there is a flicking of her ears when she smells Cat, but she doesn't seem to be holding it against Minoru.

"Oh. It's just some insomnia. Happens sometimes," he said with a bit of a smile.

[itmeanstruth]

He eyed Trevor curiously. It didn't seem like normal insomnia.

As Minoru had recently discovered, being in space had strange effects. The natural energy that would normally power a lot of his more advanced Sage techniques was seemingly absent on board a starship. So, as he actively tried to figure out why, he might be reading more into this. Or he might not.

"...What are you trying to find?"

[reincarnshaman]

TrevEr goes from that slightly polite and amenable way that you have with a stranger to shutting down quickly.

"I'm not trying to find anything but sleep."

[student_lighter]

It wasn't hard to figure out where Trever was. Their bond was growing stronger (unfortunately), and right now it was pissing Chris off. Mostly because he'd really like to be sleeping right now.

Chris orbed beside Trever, wearing only the pants he was sleeping it, hands on his hips. "You know, Whitelighters have to sleep too you know."

[reincarnshaman]

"GAH!" Trever jumped and reached for a knife that isn't there. It showed how distracted he was: he didn't even have a weapon on him. Besides Veena, but she seemed inclined to just sit there for right now. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

As he didn't have a knife, he fell into a relaxed stance that would be good for either flight or fight and glared.

[student_lighter]

"What am I doing here? You called me. I don't know if you know this but it's hard to sleep with you jingling in my head. Hard to ignore. Now that I think about it, that's probably the entire point of the jingling. So,' Chris crossed his arms over his chest and shuffled his bare feet. "What's wrong?"

[reincarnshaman]

"I did not call you! Why the fuck would I call you? I'd call Melkor before I'd call you!" No. Chris isn't going to be getting any context for that last one.

"And there's nothing wrong unless you count a night of insomnia as wrong."

[student_lighter]

"Uh huh." Yeah, Chris totally didn't believe you. "See, that's not how it works. Either you called me, or your inner Witch did. So let's deal with whatever's going on so I can get some sleep. Or are we going to have to do this all over again tomorrow? " Chris rolled his eyes, hands still crossed.

"This isn't going to go away. Magic happens for a reason. Why don't we start with why you're not in bed. Asleep. Like a normal person. And who the hell is Melkor?"

[reincarnshaman]

"In. Som. Ni. Ah." Trever said, slowly, enunciating each syllable. He even cuts down on his accent for Chris since the lamplighter appears to be having trouble understanding him. "It happens to people. It's perfectly normal."

Waving a hand he added, "He's a god of the dead in my world. Asshole. Evil. Owns the largest multinational company in the world. Huge Lord of the Rings fan."

[theycallmetodd]

Ever since the gene therapy that has made it possible for him to draw nourishment from normal food, Guide has found he needs more sleep than what he's used to. That, however, doesn't mean he needs as much rest as most of the other beings on board. It adds to the idle downtime he has, and sometimes the solitary quiet of his room becomes a bit too uniform and he goes out to find something to break the monotony.

Encountering one of the twins wandering the hallways in a state of undress is unexpected enough to accomplish that.

He still can't tell the two men appart by appearance alone, but the presence of the cat is clue enough. "Mr. McCallum," he greets, slowing his strides as he approaches. "Is something the matter?"

[reincarnshaman]

Yes. You would think Trever would bother to put on proper clothes before wandering about the ship but...

"Oh. Hello. I haven't see you in a while. And no. I'm just being a bit of an insomniac tonight."

He seems pleased to see the Wraith, which is probably rare for the guy.

[theycallmetodd]

Coming from a human, it is very rare indeed. He has started to become used to people not looking at him in terror or hate, or fearful awe as is the case with the wraith worshippers, but that a human might actually be glad to see him? Still a decidedly uncommon thing.

He gives a low, acknowledging hum. He's well familiar with that kind of restlessness, when sleep just won't come. "Is this a common occurrence?"

[reincarnshaman]

Considering his little cousin's bestus friend in the entire world looks like a cross between Gollum and a hedgehog who loves to wear pink ribbons in her spines... and one of the evilest people he knows is a handsome git of an actor Trever's not one to judge on looks. Besides Guide is an intelligent individual who seems to have a good head on his shoulders.

"About once a month or so," Trever said.

[theycallmetodd]

"I see." It's something McCallum is used to, then, and Guide sees no need to pry into the reason for this insomnia. However, it seems his time serving as one of the medical staff in the sickbay has started to rub off on him, considering his following thought. "If you require anything to help you sleep, let me know."

[reincarnshaman]

SOMEONE ISN'T ASKING WHY HE'S NOT SLEEPING. TREVER IS SO HAPPY IF HE WERE THE SORT HE'D HUG GUIDE.

But he's not.

"The only cure for this one is to knock me unconscious. Sleep aids don't work on it." Yes. He's completely serious.