[Hey there, residents of House 34. Enjoying your sleep? You may or may not notice your bed has gotten...a little more comfortable overnight. So soft...so warm...so.... Wait. Is this bed breathingCongratulations, everyone. You are now all sleeping on Mimic Beds
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Two seconds and an annoyed "gah" later, that dark shadow will turn out to be Giles, who has just been dropped in an ignominious heap out of a spot three feet in the air by a Wallmaster who is having far too much fun yanking him all over the village.
He's just...going to lay there and get his breath, thanks.]
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She makes her way over to stand next to where he's lying.]
Oh, good morning, Giles!
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Suddenly, Grune!
He blinks in shock before sitting up abruptly. This is not a good thing, as his head is definitely aching both from the landing and the forcible transport. So Giles winces, pressing a hand to his forehead, before he manages to find his voice.]
Good morning, Grune.
...it is still morning, yes?
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[Still, that wince can't escape the attention of even Grune, and so she crouches down by his side.] Did you bump your head?
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...At least, he thought it was a ceiling. Instinctively wary of sudden changes to his surroundings, Walter sat up and began scooting his way off of the unfamiliar, warm mattress. His wings shudder as they scrape against the strange textures, and he uneasily looks around the rest of his room.
His normal bed has been replaced by a four-post bed of some kind, and his room ... showed no signs of anything having been moved. (Not that he had a lot to begin with.) He starts getting dressed, already in loose pants and his Ferines shirt when he becomes aware of a rustling sound.
And he dives out of his room just as his bed jumps after him.]
What the hell?!
[...Fortunately, the mimic bed can't get through the narrow door frame, so he's given a chance to recover.]
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If he follows the scream through into Fenimore's room, he'll find that it doesn't look like her room anymore, but instead like a tunnel of the Crystal Forest. But his attention is probably better focused on the similar bed that Fenimore is attempting to escape as the peepit flaps and pecks at the thing.]
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Then he's summoning forth his teriques, which takes on its zephyr form and slams into the offending monster.]
Fenimore! Get out of there!
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R...right! [Time to scramble, only partially standing, in Walter's direction. Her peepit, only about half-size still, squawks as though saying "so there" and hops after her. Its other targets on the run and no longer attacking it, the bed turns to the teriques to snap at it, though it might be a little slow.]
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