Legacies Reborn

((Oh. Er, I'll delete my previous post then, to make sense.))
Curious as to where Cecil's bringing her along, she comes with him, standing at the door.
"Weren't you going to get some sleep, Cecil?"
((Actually, I can't, as of this edit. Oops.))

"I wanted you to rest too, Lucure."

"I was going to, don't worry." she says with a dandy wave of her paw.
A pause.
"...Why your room, though?" ._.'

"....Unless you prefer your room."

"Oh, no this is good." she replies (if not a little nervously).

"Something the matter?"

"Well...We've never shared a room like this, so it's...different."

"Well...it's just us sleeping. Not like we're going to do anything naughty." ._.

The Smeargle crosses her arms, hiding a deep, deep blush with her head lowered.
"I wasn't implying...! Oh whatever. Just get in bed..." >_<
There we go, that's more like her.

Cecil chuckles and lies down in his bed.

And, as you'd expect, she joins him, laying with her back to him (It's more comfortable to her that way).

He curls up himself, relaxing as he soon dozes.

Skip to morning?

Unless something else that's special is supposed to happen, then yes

Well, nobody has stepped up, so feel free to begin~

Ehemm, the next morning, Cecil wakes up rather early, and rubs Lucure's head. "Hey, time to wake up."

And he gets a kick to the side.
"Shhh....Sleeping..."

He rubs his side as he then yanks the covers off her.

The Smeargle is curled into a ball, somewhat, and taking away the covers earns a very unsettling deathstare from Lucure, as she stares back at him with one violet colored eye open.
"Grrr..." -_>

Cecil just chuckles as he puts his royal robes on. "Come, princess. We're going to finally resume our great journey."

In a grumbling manner, she rolls off of the bed, onto her feet, and then stretches her back out...collapsing back into the bed.
"Fiiive more minutes....." she groans. =_=

"Five more minutes. Then I'll yank you by your toes to the kitchen. I'll have some breakfast cooking."

"Yea...yea..." she sleepily responds, pulling a pillow over her head.

He heads to the kitchen to cook for everyone.

Soon, Lucure comes down the stairs, the covers wrapped around her like a large dress, yawning.

(Only room upstairs is Rylie's their room is off of the living room. Just saying)
There are a few bags packed with things sitting in the living room. Rylie is no where to be found

(Okay, okay, technicalities. Sue me.)
"Hmmmph....Is everybody awake? We should gather everybody here..." the sleepy Smeargle asks, her head fluff all over the place.