hollow plots and zombens

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WHO: Peter Parker, Zomben, and all sorts of unlucky people
WHAT: Hollow!Uncle Ben (aka Zomben) has started to show up on campus. There will be an open comment (for generally being chased) as well as specific prompts for pre-plotted encounters.
WHEN: Very late on January 27th, forward dated to later in the week as well.
WHERE: Campus in general, also the gazebo in Soleil.

( Prompts are below so I can set up a general timeline-ish-thing! katoptron or Rho#9327 if you want me to set up something specific. Or just zoom yourself to the open comment and we'll just have some fun there.

I will match format, so if you prefer prose, prose away! )

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Shutting his brain down sounds amazing. It's usually too loud anyway, but after last night? Yeah. Dumb action movies sound great. He lights up instantly when she suggests it, in fact.

"Of course I wanna watch it," he says. Getting up from his bed, moving to go find the DVD. "Grab some pillows off your bed and we can sit on the floor."

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"Right!"

It seemed like a pretty fun way to start the weekend. She'd even forgotten to check whether or not the groundhog spotted his shadow, renegade kickboxers on a mission of vengeance were going to get all of her attention!

Well, she smiled to herself, glancing briefly back at Peter over her shoulder, most of her attention.

She gathered up all the pillows and cushions she could find, even managing to find that spare blanket she'd been seeking when she first woke up. It would join the pile!

Once she was sure that the floor was now the most comfortable spot in the entire dormitory, she settled herself down and tucked her legs to the side, leaning on one hand. "Ready!"

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In turn, Peter dumps all the pillows and the blankets from his bed, until they have a nice cozy spot for the two of them. And then he gets the DVD player queued up so they're ready to watch as soon as they're all settled.

He's probably not going to last long, honestly? He's really, really tired after being up all night. Man, if he keeps doing this, he's probably going to end up nocturnal or something, which would just be kind of sad.

"Cool. I got it then," he says, switching it on. And settling in comfortably next to her, glad to just have a chance to relax.

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She knew she was in for a treat when a fist punched through the title screen, and the director's name got kicked by a disembodied foot that sent it spinning out of sight. This was going to be amazing...!

Stealing a little glance at Peter out of the corner of her eye, she could tell just by his posture that he was still worn out. She looked at the screen...then back at him.

Making up her mind, she scooted herself closer until his shoulder was propped against hers -- a silent invitation to lean against her if he needed to.

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He should probably feel weirder about leaning against a girl's shoulder in his room. Especially when he's about to fall asleep, but. You know what? He's exhausted, this is nice, and it's blissfully easy to just sort of droop. She can shove him off if she wants, or lower him to the floor, or whatever. That's fine too.

Before long, he's gone quiet against her, eyes closed. Fast asleep.

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It was...comfortable. And a little bit exciting at the same time. His weight was easy to bear, and she leaned in herself. He was warm, she noted, and she smiled as she felt her own warmth rise to her cheeks.

His breathing deepened. She wanted to see if his eyes had closed, but didn't want to disturb him by turning her head.

"Peter...?" she whispered. When there was no answer, her smile softened. Good. He needed the rest.

Orihime didn't think she could possibly fall asleep as men screamed and flew foot-first over the Grand Canyon to wildly kick at one another in mid-air. But there was something so calming about the feel of him fast asleep against her side that she felt her own eyes grow heavy. Her lashes dipped, and she thought she'd just rest her eyes for a bit, using the noises from the TV to conjure up her own idea as to what was happening...

...But it wasn't much longer before her head tipped to rest against his, almost cheek to cheek, but slipping down to slump against his shoulder instead.

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He's very warm, courtesy of his metabolism running him a couple degrees warmer than usual. But that just makes him extra nice and soothing to lean up against. He's certainly finding comfort in being next to Orihime. After everything that happened ... After everything that might still happen ...

It's good that they both get a moment's rest.