[ Raleigh doesn't sleep well at the best of times. He's a chronic insomniac and despite working out to exhaustion like he usually does, the stress of their current situation keeps him up most nights. When he does drift off it's light and fitful, brief glimpses of nightmare scenarios and memory. Still, he tries, because everyone needs to sleep. It's his turn on the floor and that doesn't help, so tonight he's just lying there with his eyes closed and fingers crossed when a cold wave of terror passes over him.
There's no cause for it, that he's aware of. He wasn't thinking about anything in particular, and though he's definitely not a bastion of stability... this kind of feeling doesn't usually come from nowhere. He frowns a little, consciously evens his breathing out to try and counter it, but it doesn't stop. Then he catches Mako shifting on the bed out of the corner of his eye and realizes. It's her fear. She's dreaming and he's feeling it. Usually the ghost drift is subtle enough and they're on a similar enough page that he doesn't really notice it, but now it's coming through loud and clear.
Without hesitating, Raleigh pushes himself up from the floor and crosses to the bed, the metal flooring icy on his bare feet. Space is fucking cold. ]
Mako?
[ She doesn't wake immediately, which prompts him to settle his hand on her shoulder. Not shaking, not wanting to scare her worse, just gripping with a firm but gentle pressure. ]
action!!!
There's no cause for it, that he's aware of. He wasn't thinking about anything in particular, and though he's definitely not a bastion of stability... this kind of feeling doesn't usually come from nowhere. He frowns a little, consciously evens his breathing out to try and counter it, but it doesn't stop. Then he catches Mako shifting on the bed out of the corner of his eye and realizes. It's her fear. She's dreaming and he's feeling it. Usually the ghost drift is subtle enough and they're on a similar enough page that he doesn't really notice it, but now it's coming through loud and clear.
Without hesitating, Raleigh pushes himself up from the floor and crosses to the bed, the metal flooring icy on his bare feet. Space is fucking cold. ]
Mako?
[ She doesn't wake immediately, which prompts him to settle his hand on her shoulder. Not shaking, not wanting to scare her worse, just gripping with a firm but gentle pressure. ]
Mako, wake up.