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[dreamsofgenesis]

[The moment Misa wanders into this room she is greeted by the sound of excitable cawing and a mass of black feathers hurtling down to settle on her shoulder. Turns out it's a crow who runs his beak affectionately through her hair.]

It's just great to talk to you at last, Misa. I'm Oneirus, your daemon.

Daemon? I have a daemon?

Of course you do!

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[dreamsofgenesis]

Lero would be mad if he knew about this.

He would. I wish he was here right now.

Yes, that would be fun.

[Misa raises her hand, and a plethora of candles rise up around her. They all have rather sharp tips. Misa's smile is what tvtropes.org has dubbed the 'slasher smile'. Oneirus' claws dig into Misa's shoulder and he raises his wings. The room around them changes; it's smaller, and there are stuffed toys and giftwrapped boxes all about the floor. Porcelain dolls hover here and there among the candles.]

[dreamsofgenesis]

It's the dimension of dreams.

[Misa flops down on a high-backed chair decorated with stripes. Oneirus perches on the back of the chair.]