Dream 01 ❧ Lampflower

[witchmaker]

Warnings: Mild innuendo
Effects: Fear and loneliness which fades away into a happy feeling of belonging and then back to loneliness once more.

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[punchesbards]

[ If he was a total dick he would comment on the fact that most of her friends looked really...strange. But again, the things he had seen, man. The things he had seen. ]

That looked like quite the adventure, mia cara.

[witchmaker]

[ The doctors in your world wear beaks, Ezio. You have no room to comment. :| ]

That was just a few weeks ago. We were trying to find Diorre... [ She rubs at her eyes a little, still tired. Then she picks up the Dreamberry, giving it an annoyed look. ] So this thing does that, huh? Records dreams?

[punchesbards]

[ this is my counter-argument ]

So it was a memory? I'm sorry then, Angela. It must be difficult.

Si, unfortunately so. They're fairly annoying.

[witchmaker]

[ Owl novices >>>> everything. You win. ]

It was, but some things weren't right. The lampflowers are usually all lit at night, and my friends don't normally... glow like that.

I saw someone else's dream before. That Nero guy. I wasn't sure what was going on, though. I guess it makes sense now.

[punchesbards]

That tends to happen with dreams. [ Smiles faintly. ]

You'll get use to it.

[witchmaker]

I guess there are worse things. Hopefully my subconscious won't be embarrassing me any time soon. [ She runs her fingers through her hair then seems to brighten a little. ]

What about you? Sleep better now that you're not curled up on my couch?

[punchesbards]

Oh? Something you do not want us to see, bella?

[ Laughs. ] Well enough. Your couch was quite comfortable though. Next time I'll try not to fall asleep in the middle of our conversation.

[witchmaker]

Every woman has some secrets, Ezio. You seem like the type who'd know that much.

[ She has to smile at that. ] Don't make a habit of tiring yourself out to see me, all right? I know I'm irresistible, but I'll feel bad if you develop a crick in your back from sleeping on my couch.

[punchesbards]

Believe me I know that well enough.

[ HA. ] Certainly you could think of ways to keep me awake, si?

[witchmaker]

I thought so.

[ She grins. ] I don't know. You seem to be a pretty heavy sleeper.

[punchesbards]

[ He usually isn't, but god damn if he wasn't exhausted the day he came back. ]

It was a very trying day. I usually don't have the pleasure of sleeping like that.

[witchmaker]

Winding up back here would probably be pretty draining. [ She can sympathize, it's been some time since she's been able to sleep inside and in a comfortable bed for multiple nights in a row. ]

Speaking of that, are things coming back to you now?

[punchesbards]

More annoying than anything.

Si, si, slowly but surely. At least I can remember names now.

[witchmaker]

Well, even when you're frustrated you manage to be charming.

So there are people still here from when you vanished? [ She winces, hoping she isn't stuck here for the next fifteen years or so. ]

[punchesbards]

It comes naturally.

Yes, but I was told that it had only been a week here since I left.

[witchmaker]

I imagine it does.

A week? Seriously?