<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Saturday, January 11th - 8:00 AM</strong></span><br/><em>Eric's Bedroom/Office &gt; Outside Front Door</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/8c/e3/69/8ce3695d630cb427d7e2a17b52c0a98d.jpg)</div><strong>WHO:</strong>Marley Ann (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15283294#msg15283294)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Eric's black t-shirt<br/><strong>DOING:</strong>Avoiding Kaine and failing, miserably<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong>--<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Eric, Tiggy, Kaine | OPEN<br/><hr/>She watched the sun rise in Eric’s windows from his bed. “The sun’s up,” Marley whispered, knowing that its light meant that Eric would feel more tired. If he wasn't already tired from their latest physical activity. She leaned over and kissed his cheek. “Get some rest, even just for an hour. You earned it.” Her own powers made it impossible to stay tired for too long, even after a few hours of sex. She rose softly from Eric’s bed. She wasn’t sure where her clothes were, so she borrowed one of his many black t-shirts. It fell to her lower thighs. She snuck around his bedroom and out the door, continuing to maneuver softly down the hallway, heading downstairs for coffee. The only person who could have heard her moving was Kaine, with his enhanced ears. Her bare feet crept further down the third floor hallway.<em>Kaine had likely heard her first orgasm, too. Probably not her second, but her definitely her third. And maybe her fourth.</em>It was still quiet in the house as she made it to the staircase, wincing as the stairs creaked under her toes.<br/><br/>Normally, things weren’t this… complicated. She and Eric were open, and were public about their sexual relationship. Her and Kaine also had a sexual relationship, but it was much less frequent and very secret and never occurred on school grounds.<em>Until two nights ago.</em>She made it to the lobby. Kaine was nowhere to be seen. It was bad enough he had<em>heard</em>her with Eric for the last few hours, she certainly did not want to<em>talk</em>to him about it, too. But instead of heading to the kitchen, Marley stood in front of the windows.<em>The heat felt funny again, like the air was humming somehow.</em>She opened the door and immediately leapt a few feet outside, feeling the hot desert beneath her. She raised one hand to the sun, watching her<em>skin</em>, as if something was going to happen. Nothing did.<br/><br/>But doing so felt… familiar.<em>Like muscle memory.</em>She eyed her hand for a few more moments, but still nothing changed.<em>This was stupid.</em>Marley exhaled again and dropped her hand to her side, Eric’s t-shirt swaying across her bare hips with her movements. She turned, and then noticed there was someone else standing outside, too. A woman. Weathered, thin, but wearing a full suit of… was that fucking armor? “Are you protecting my house?” Marley squinted at her in the sunshine. As far as Marley was aware, Amber hadn’t made robots to secure the Cathedral yet. This tall woman rather resembled one.<em>Was her armor fucking metallic? How was she not overheating?</em>Marley pressed her lips together, many different thoughts racing through her head.<br/><br/>Eventually she picked one, then leaned over, and pushed the front door open, wider, with the palm of her hand. It<em>creaked</em>, and revealed the front lobby of the Cathedral. “Kaine.” Her call was only slightly louder than a whisper, but it didn’t matter, Kaine would hear her. Eric and Tristyn were asleep,<em>hopefully</em>, and this new stray needed at least two votes to stay. Kaine and her could put aside their sexual tension for this woman standing outside their front door. Then Marley realized something.<br/><br/><em>Fuck.</em>She was still wearing Eric’s shirt, and nothing else.