[center][h3][color=f26522]Acacia 'Ace' Malikova[/color]
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[color=fff79a]Truth[/color][/h3][/center]

Acacia didn't stir in the early morning's light. Still sprawled out upon the bed in the make-shift room upon the attic platform, she'd breath lightly into the pillow her face was pressed again. Ruffled blankets barely covering her as she had tossed and turned throughout the darkened night, belly down she had made herself quite comfortable in the center of the decently sized bed.

When Ryan had awoken in a startled nature, the only attention he gained was a half-dead looking glare from the lounging figure of Truth propped upon torn sheets in the corner of the same room. When he made his way through the household to use the loo and then wandered back only to flop once more, she'd blink lightly. Tanned jowls parted as she bore those large yellow k-9's in a partially whined yawn before placing her cranium back upon extended forelimbs leaving the human to do as he pleased. 

When he ascended the ladder back up to Acacia's room while she slumbered the feminine figure only shifted slightly. A calm moan emerging as legs stretched out and shoulders rolled, though visibly still asleep as the bright haired human fumbled about to clean up the mess he'd made the day before in which Acacia had not yet gotten to cleaning. Usually awake so early in the morning she'd seemingly spent all her energy yesterday and as the young man approached further in contemplation of awaking her she'd shift once more, rolling to one side as her face tilted to look at the roof, though eyes still shut and lips parted lightly she'd remain within that tranquil sleep.