<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Thursdy, January 11th - 8am</strong></span><br/><em>Garage &gt; Front Door</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://img.discogs.com/FiP3LlzfCZUXH3OKK_fNO6GRA2s=/600x745/smart/filters:strip_icc():format(jpeg):mode_rgb():quality(90)/discogs-images/A-2796262-1412178013-1149.jpeg.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>WHO:</strong> Kaine Brooks (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15291877#msg15291877)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Tank Top, Gym Shorts, Socks, Slides(Flip-Flops), Du Rag<br/><strong>DOING:</strong> <em>Finally</em> sleeping before waking up<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong> <br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Marley, Antigone</span><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Last night had been <em>rough</em> for Kaine, if it was being put mildly... After God knows how long being unable to close his eyes and drift off into dreamland for a few solid hours, last night was the night. He'd finally gotten some yield from his weed farm(it was nearly impossible to just go get it anymore), so he rolled up a nice joint, smoked it down to a stinger, then played some soft music and just looked at the moon from his room. <br/><br/>Sleep, that seductive, elusive mistress had just started to caress his temples and lull him to slumber, but then he heard it. The sound of skin on skin, grunts, moans. An orgasm. <em>Her</em> orgasm. Marley and Eric didn't bother him at all. They'd gotten together when he went off to fight. If he'd stayed, who knows what would have happened, but he didn't regret going one bit. He was proud that he'd helped save the world, and kept them all safe.<br/><br/> Even Marley wouldn't be able to heal if there was no planet left for her to heal on...and if she could, then he was even happier he saved her from an eternity in the void. No, what his problem was, was that they, or rather, she was so loud. Especially after the other day. It was the first time they had been home when they had sex. It was kinda surreal because he never thought, nor expected it to happen. But it had felt nice to not be hidden, or whatever it was they usually were. <br/><br/>But now, hearing her moaning out loud, it kinda stung. Because she'd made all the effort in the world to bite her damn tongue and hold back any sound escaping when he was sending her over the moon for hours the other night. So while she hid from the world with him, even when they were finally not in the back seat of Betty or hiding away somewhere, she shouted to the heavens with Eric. He felt strange about that. He wasn't sure what the emotion was, but it wasn't like he could talk to anyone about it. Maybe he was a bit glad it was harder to feel things after the Eclipse, because last night, he'd suffered because of his powers.<br/><br/> While he could control things like strength and speed, his senses were more finicky. He could squint to see further, nose to the air to catch a particular scent, but how do you turn off hearing? He hadn't found an answer yet. Turning the music up in his headphones and putting a pillow over his head didn't help enough. Eventually, after the first hour and a half, he gave up. He took what he needed and headed out to the garage. He kept one of the offices there as a spare bedroom.<br/><br/> Usually, it was for when he spent overnights working on Betty or a project or something. But last night, it had been a refuge. Far enough that even with Marley moaning bloody O-Face, he could drown it out with his songs. It was a troubled sleep, but it was constant throughout the night. He was glad that before the Eclipse, he'd found a comfortable fold-out sofa bed, because it was a life saver. He was still breathing deeply when Marley's voice carried far enough for his eyes to snap open at the mention of his name. <br/><br/>Yawning as he rolled out of the bed, he took the sheets and folded them over the chair, then popped the couch back into place and started the walk from his annex to the main house. As he walked, he heard his name again, but a different voice this time. Not long after, he came from around the side of the house, eyeing both women standing there.<br/><br/> A quick glance at Marley in an Eric sized shirt and probably nothing else told him what he already knew, so he spent the majority of his walkup looking over the newcomer...in full medieval plate armor. He hadn't seen that before, but he could throw buses and call lightning down from a clear blue sky; not much surprised him in this world. "I'm Kaine," he said as he offered a hand. "One of the people in charge around here, just like her," the man spoke in his normal tone while nodding his head in Marley's direction without sparing her a glance or hello. "And uh, I'm sorry but <em>why</em> are you waiting on our porch? In full plate armor? Okay that's a separate question, but it's the desert and it's really fuckin' hot all the time, so kind of a weird fashion statement and I gotta admit, I'm curious."<br/></span><br/>