Rocket’s ship

[Ryle “Rocket” Arora]

"Good" I yawn snuggling in "you're comfy"

[Kuronue "Kor" Higurashi]

Kor wraps an arm around Rocket, yawning as well. "You too."

[Ryle “Rocket” Arora]

It's 5 am when the nocking on my door wakes me from my sleep. I gently untangle myself from kor. I grab his kimono from the floor and wrap it around myself. I slide the door open to see Yasha standing there. "It's early what's wrong?" I mumble stretching

[GamesMaster]

"Is it? Sorry, not used to ship time." Yasha hesitates, nostrils flaring, and glances behind Rocket. "Reaper back there? Sorry to interrupt, it's not urgent."

[Ryle “Rocket” Arora]

"He spent the night elsewhere. What's up?" I say more awake now "he and start have been a thing recently he's with her. If you need him"

[GamesMaster]

"No," says Yasha slowly, before what he's seeing and smelling click. Growling deep in his throat, he suddenly shoves Rocket aside, pushing his way into the room -- just as Kor sleepily sits up, rubbing his eyes,. his breast uncovered by the blanket. 

Yasha turns, clawed hand already reaching for Rocket's throat as his eyes bleed red from the edges in. 

[Ryle “Rocket” Arora]

This isn't the first time I've seen Yasha in a rage and even though I'm sleepy my arm comes up fast enough to intercept Yasha hand "take a breath mad dog! It's not what you're thinking."

[GamesMaster]

"Did. You fuck. My little girl?" he snarls, fangs on full display. 

[Ryle “Rocket” Arora]

"Kor and I are in a relationship. What we do together really isn't your business."

[GamesMaster]

Yasha snarls, lashing out to rake his claws across Rocket's face. 

"Dad!" screeches Kor, now fully awake. "Stop! It's not -- I'm not a virgin, she didn't--"

[Ryle “Rocket” Arora]

"Yasha why don't you give us a minute to get dressed and we can talk about this like adults?"

[GamesMaster]

Yasha whips around, snarling. "What do you mean you're not a--! Who did this to you?!"

"I-- I don't want-- look, calm down, okay?" Kor shrinks into himself, looking small and pathetic, then bares his throat in a submissive gesture. Yasha takes a step back, taking a deep breath. 

[Ryle “Rocket” Arora]

"Let's talk outside." It's an order given in a calm cold tone. I turn to lead the way leaving kor to get dressed

[GamesMaster]

Yasha snarls, but holds up a finger, calming himself. "Don't give me orders," he says, in a low tone. "You're not my captain." 

[Ryle “Rocket” Arora]

"No but I think the least you can do after barging in and trying to kill me is near me out while we give kor some privacy."