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[lord_of_dreams]

Much to his relief, he has found out that Endless do not suffer hangovers. This is a Very Good Thing.

So there is the requisite fading in like a developing photograph, in his usual chair at his favored table, and an order for a cup of tea which he will probably forget to drink.

...and he can't shake the feeling that he forgot something.

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[true_desire]

"Big brother," Desire greets, trapising over to Dream's table and sitting as if it had always belonged there. "How was your evening?"

The fluffy tail is spread out on the seat next to Desire, the younger Endless still looking remarkably cheerful about the whole affair.

[lord_of_dreams]

He considers all possible answers,

"Drunk. And loud. But I did not get slapped, which I rather expected."

Tail. Yes. He'll leave it until Desire asks about it.

"Yours?"

[true_desire]

"Remarkably amusing, although I'm afraid I may have offended the Lord Morningstar. Other than that -- Fantastic. And it ended extremely well." Desire looks like a cat that's been in the cream, definietly.

And Desire is apparently not mentioning the tail until Dream mentions it. This may take a while.

[lord_of_dreams]

"He is easy to offend. In my opinion, it was worth it."

Yes. The image of the king of Hell singing about bunnies is one that Dream will treasure for the rest of eternity.

"I am glad that you enjoyed the night. Forgive me for not asking for details."

[md_donighal]

Michael's sense for unconventional energies tells him something when Dream fades in, but it's not something he's experienced before — the energies he senses are not exactly his own quantum forces, but neither are they precisely like the subquantum energies used by mesmerists and other psychomorphs. Confused, he watches the byplay between Dream and Desire. (Another androgyne? With a tail? An interesting evolutionary development to say the least.) He doesn't quite follow what they're talking about, so decides to stay out of it.

[lord_of_dreams]

Face it. If Michael is capable of sensing raw power, the two Endless should be sending him crawling under a table. You have the representation of all creative thought sitting with the representation of all emotional urges.

[md_donighal]

When he came in, he presumably saw a noticeboard mentioning the "no fighting" bit. That's one of the reasons he's not shaking in his golden greaves right now.

Another is that he was the most powerful being in his universe for years. His powers have been reduced since he emerged from his Personal Space, but if Morpheus addressed him, he'd still consider himself closer to equal with an Endless than most of the patrons. (He's learning to be human again, but remember, he's been an arrogant bastard for 10 times longer than he was human.)

[lord_of_dreams]

As Dream considers no one his equal, and only his elder siblings his superiors, he doesn't bother to speak to the man. Instead, he watches his Sibling torment Mat.

[prettyinpinkand]

She flies through the air, bounces off the side of Dream's table, nearly pushing it over, and lands roughly on the floor next to Dream. Wobbling slightly, Barbie rolls closer and glares up at him. 'I was told you know the magicians who stole my body. Where arethey hiding it?'

[lord_of_dreams]

He glances down at it.

"You were told wrong, toy."

He is unaffected by the glare.

[prettyinpinkand]

She rolls her eyes. 'I'm not a toy, I'm a Barbie. We're so much more,' she sighs, 'All right, have you seen anyone suspicious around here? Or my body? You didn't take it, did you?'

[lord_of_dreams]

"Barbies are toys for young girls who do not know better. I do not know who has your body. I have no use for it."