Alright, so it had taken a great deal less than a few minutes for the nightmare to arrive on--what he hoped was--Dion's doorstep. Not a minute after his last reply had been sent he had ducked out of the Dreaming, much to the dismay of any who might try to look for him later, and knocked on the door with something akin to relief. It would be nice, ( Read more... )

Thank the fucking lord that's finally over....that was a few more close calls than was comfortable....

Dion, that invitation is still open right? Forgetting that any of that ever happened is sounding really nice about now.

Yo. Dion. What're you doing the 24th? People are expecting me down at the bar for whatever reason, but I'd like company I could actually talk to if I'm gonna go.