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04.Aug.22, 11:31 AM
Ulliendis was sprawled on the couch in the little room Geric had been given for his visit to the Weyr when the bedroom door opened and the pretty blonde woman came bouncing out. She froze when she saw him and he smiled and waved. She shrugged, returned the gesture, and let herself out. That was all he needed as confirmation that Geric was now free for visitors. He jumped to his feet and let himself into the bedroom much like he had let himself into the little temporary home but with less lock picking needed on this door.
Geric was still lying in bed and definitely in need of a companion. Since he was there and his shoes were already off, Ulliendis nominated himself and he easily slid in beside his friend. Geric didn’t seem like he had fully returned to the land of the living and that became even more apparent when Ulliendis found himself a cuddly Geric now clinging to him. Odd, but no more so than seeing the man become charismatic as fuck the drunker he got and flirt with women. Should he help wake the man? Give him a nudge? He supposed the cuddling was kind of nice but it was really only making him regret not removing his clothing to really fuck with Geric.
And then he was laughing as Geric finally seemed to be awake enough to take in his surroundings as he shoved away from Ulliendis only to topple out of the bed and land with an awful sound. Ulliendis grinned as he quickly came around the bed and flopped down on the floor beside the man, sitting with his legs criss-crossed under him. "Ger Bear, darling!" He greeted with a bit more volume and enthusiasm than was necessary but Geric had already enjoyed himself and now it was his turn.
"With how drunk you were, I assumed you would have passed out on the lovely lady and she'd be gone when I came to roll you onto your side. Alas, you were both having quite the good time when I came in. But fear not! I kept myself occupied and out of mischief as I always keep a nail file in with my lock picks." He showed off his fabulously manicured nails with a flourish that seemed lost on his hungover or still-drunk friend--though it would have been lost on a sober Geric as well. He had also napped for a bit because baby-sitting a clearly self-destructive drunk friend was exhausting. When he woke, it was quieter but he could still hear two people moving around in the bedroom and that was when the nail file came out.
Geric was still lying in bed and definitely in need of a companion. Since he was there and his shoes were already off, Ulliendis nominated himself and he easily slid in beside his friend. Geric didn’t seem like he had fully returned to the land of the living and that became even more apparent when Ulliendis found himself a cuddly Geric now clinging to him. Odd, but no more so than seeing the man become charismatic as fuck the drunker he got and flirt with women. Should he help wake the man? Give him a nudge? He supposed the cuddling was kind of nice but it was really only making him regret not removing his clothing to really fuck with Geric.
And then he was laughing as Geric finally seemed to be awake enough to take in his surroundings as he shoved away from Ulliendis only to topple out of the bed and land with an awful sound. Ulliendis grinned as he quickly came around the bed and flopped down on the floor beside the man, sitting with his legs criss-crossed under him. "Ger Bear, darling!" He greeted with a bit more volume and enthusiasm than was necessary but Geric had already enjoyed himself and now it was his turn.
"With how drunk you were, I assumed you would have passed out on the lovely lady and she'd be gone when I came to roll you onto your side. Alas, you were both having quite the good time when I came in. But fear not! I kept myself occupied and out of mischief as I always keep a nail file in with my lock picks." He showed off his fabulously manicured nails with a flourish that seemed lost on his hungover or still-drunk friend--though it would have been lost on a sober Geric as well. He had also napped for a bit because baby-sitting a clearly self-destructive drunk friend was exhausting. When he woke, it was quieter but he could still hear two people moving around in the bedroom and that was when the nail file came out.
