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As the fans' power sources were removed and they were escorted off the island, the slew of machines going *PING!* in Priestly's apartment vanished without a trace. Priestly's shirt reappeared, and his comma coma lapsed into regular sleep.
Up to and including Priestly's usual faint snuffling and mumbling, and him rolling over to snuggle deeper into his pillow.
Really, he'd always preferred sleeping on his stomach or side.
[ooc: BDE wrap up BDE wrap up, let's finish our giant plot dears. BDE wrap up BDE wrap up, 'cause now the aftermath's here! Expecting one, but open for anyone else who's up and has a reason to show up.]
Up to and including Priestly's usual faint snuffling and mumbling, and him rolling over to snuggle deeper into his pillow.
Really, he'd always preferred sleeping on his stomach or side.
[ooc: BDE wrap up BDE wrap up, let's finish our giant plot dears. BDE wrap up BDE wrap up, 'cause now the aftermath's here! Expecting one, but open for anyone else who's up and has a reason to show up.]
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