Fourth Grain of Sand ◊ Teasing

[hides_thedagger]

Warnings: Contains subject matters (implied promiscuous and polygamous relationships)  Read at your own discretion
Effects: [Optional] Pride, happiness, sense of brotherhood, lust.
Privacy: Filtered from kids.

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[hides_thedagger]

[The Prince looks at the man with a confused look. Of all what was interesting to look at in his dream, the rugs are what the man focuses on?]

....Those were not the best ones in the Palace.

[hides_thedagger]

...I can always try to describe them to you, but unless I dream of them again, I have no idea how I could show them to you.

Are you a weaver, sir?

[madcuriosity]

[1/?]

[hides_thedagger]

[Oh....CRAP. You were not suppose to see this Alice! At least not until you are old enough to know that babies don't come flowers and bees...]

[2/?]

[hides_thedagger]

[Inserts Persian insults at himself here. He never meant to corrupt her young mind, truly]

[3/?]

[hides_thedagger]

[Oh Gods. Her father is going to kill him, isn't he? Not that Dastan would blame him, really.]

[punchesbards]

[ This face^ while laughing. ]

It seems you didn't have much trouble with the women back home, brother.

[hides_thedagger]

[Oh HEY BRO! You look EXACTLY like Tus right now. Dastan chuckles]

Well, with those kind of women, it was never complicated.

[Meaningless sex he can do well. It's when he gets closer to the woman that he's struggling the most.]

[punchesbards]

[ WHAT ELSE IS NEW? ]

Indeed. If there was a brothel here, I'd suggest we visit immediately.

[hides_thedagger]

[Oh! I have met your not!boyfriend, bro. He's weird. But nice.

The Prince raises an eyebrow slowly]

You think the Inspector would permit such an establishment?

[If running on roofs is not allowed, he doubts that harems and brothels are]

[scientize]

[Naomi's studying that smug smile, Dastan.

Thankfully, they've already made up or this would only be more awkward.]

Enjoy yourself?

[hides_thedagger]

[Jealous he's not dreaming of you, Naomi?

Indeed it's a good thing they have made up. Because the dream has put the Prince into a relatively good mood. He rolls back to pick up his Dreamberry and raises an eyebrow playfully at the doctor]

Well, there's nothing like the real thing, to be honest, but I do prefer this kind of dreams to the ones I had before.

[scientize]

[As if she'd ever let him onto that.

Dastan's playful mood only coaxes a teasing smile out of the beautiful woman. It isn't difficult to see that she's extremely pleased to see that things appear to be back to normal between them, that incident hopefully forgotten. Try as hard as she might to keep her distance from most of the population, Dastan has somehow managed to worm his way in close to her.]

Yes, it's nice to see you finally wake up in a pleasant mood for once. I was becoming concerned.

[hides_thedagger]

[Be a nice girl, Naomi, and you might get one dream just of you.

There is no doubt that Dastan will never forget that incident between them, but if the woman is willing to put it behind them, he's more than ready to move forward and not mention it again.

Dastan smiles back at her]

I am usually in a pleasant mood most mornings. You are just not around to know about it...

[Words of apology nearly crosses his lips despite his teasing: he never meant to worry her with his dreams]

[havemyflaws]

[There's a slow clap, then a fridge opening and hello, have a smirking Kara raising a glass to you Dastan. Even if she doesn't know you yet.

At least someone knows how to have more interesting dreams. That don't feature her.]

[hides_thedagger]

[He raises an eyebrow slowly at her, smirking as well. Dastan thinks he's seen her before but really can't place her. He sits up to speak with her]

....I am taking that you have enjoyed my dream?

[havemyflaws]

There was plenty to enjoy.

[Especially considering that for a while there it seemed like nightmare central.]

[hides_thedagger]

[He chuckles before humming approvingly]

Well, there is certainly nothing like the real thing, but a dream this nice once in a while is not unwelcomed.