[No one in this scenario is wearing pants and that sure is something to recognize at a time like this, isn't it. Still, this is — really very nice, actually, the makings of a Sypha sandwich, which in a way just makes sense because she's the smallest of the three, which means that if she's snuggled up in the middle, that both Trevor and Alucard can reach her but they can still reach each other over and around her, too. And that's how it should be, she thinks with some satisfaction. All of them together, not just sides of a triangle but a circle of the three of them, one continuous thing, indivisible.]
Perhaps no one is in charge.
[She leans back heavy against Trevor, using the momentum of the action to pull Alucard toward her, and takes advantage of the fact that she's got the use of her arms back to shove them underneath the hanging tails of Alucard's shirt to trace over the ridges and valleys of his torso.]
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[No one in this scenario is wearing pants and that sure is something to recognize at a time like this, isn't it. Still, this is — really very nice, actually, the makings of a Sypha sandwich, which in a way just makes sense because she's the smallest of the three, which means that if she's snuggled up in the middle, that both Trevor and Alucard can reach her but they can still reach each other over and around her, too. And that's how it should be, she thinks with some satisfaction. All of them together, not just sides of a triangle but a circle of the three of them, one continuous thing, indivisible.]
Perhaps no one is in charge.
[She leans back heavy against Trevor, using the momentum of the action to pull Alucard toward her, and takes advantage of the fact that she's got the use of her arms back to shove them underneath the hanging tails of Alucard's shirt to trace over the ridges and valleys of his torso.]
No more ganging up. Perhaps now we just...enjoy.