☩ Dream: Rose & Thorn ☩ [Cycle 83 Side B, Interactive]
Effects: Confidence, strength, feelings of comfort and home
Warnings: May include a little violence depending on who wants to spar.
Notes: INTERACTIVE and so totally open. Anyone is welcome, even if you don't swordfight. 1st or 3rd is fine!
ALSO, This is a Side-B dream, meaning Side-A can use it for bonuses o/
A small Dreamfield has been created. It is a courtyard, it's very bright and idyllic. The walls are a bright, clean off-white with terraces, arches, climbing vines, aromatic flowers all around, the grass is very green and neatly kept. Cesare was alone in the enclosed space and he seemed for a few moments disoriented as he looked around. He had not been sure how successful he would be creating this and using the new skills he had learned at the training camp. When he looked down he found himself in one of the nicer outfits he had owned back home, including his favorite hat. He gave an amused chuckle at that: leave it to his unconscious to dress him in something so nice. It was the clothing he had worn to his father's Papal procession.
At his hip is his sword, which he unsheathes and gives a few practice swings and twirls. It is a strange sensation, not feeling his muscles warming up to the movement as he would in real life.
"If anyone is watching this, do join me. This would be rather dull by my lonesome."
Warnings: May include a little violence depending on who wants to spar.
Notes: INTERACTIVE and so totally open. Anyone is welcome, even if you don't swordfight. 1st or 3rd is fine!
ALSO, This is a Side-B dream, meaning Side-A can use it for bonuses o/
A small Dreamfield has been created. It is a courtyard, it's very bright and idyllic. The walls are a bright, clean off-white with terraces, arches, climbing vines, aromatic flowers all around, the grass is very green and neatly kept. Cesare was alone in the enclosed space and he seemed for a few moments disoriented as he looked around. He had not been sure how successful he would be creating this and using the new skills he had learned at the training camp. When he looked down he found himself in one of the nicer outfits he had owned back home, including his favorite hat. He gave an amused chuckle at that: leave it to his unconscious to dress him in something so nice. It was the clothing he had worn to his father's Papal procession.
At his hip is his sword, which he unsheathes and gives a few practice swings and twirls. It is a strange sensation, not feeling his muscles warming up to the movement as he would in real life.
"If anyone is watching this, do join me. This would be rather dull by my lonesome."