Home Sweet Home?

[wishmadeinfire]

[It was a small blessing to be in his own 'room' after the... well, horror might be to strong a word and it might not, but horror was the only thing to come to mind, of Felix's room. It gave him insights into his lover's mind he had not known and was not sure he felt comfortable knowing, if only because such information had been so harshly gleaned

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[inafadingcrown]

[There's a familiar face knocking on the door that once led to Ashura's room, regardless of whether it is opened or closed.

Unless she has a good reason, Galadriel doesn't enter minds uninvited and she sees no reason to change her policies just because the circumstances are a little different than usual.]

[wishmadeinfire]

[Ashura paused in shifting to sit and instead straightened and went to the door. He swung it open and smiled when he saw his friend.]

Galadriel.

[He opened the door wider, inviting her in.]

[inafadingcrown]

Ashura.

[She enters, smiling in return.]

This is your home, then, or something like it?

[wishmadeinfire]

Something like it. It is more... romanticized, I suppose. The way I wish my home had been and the way I saw it as a child. Parts are missing and things I wish had been added are, but I know it all the same.

[He shuts the door behind her and motions for her to come take a seat at the low table and pillows where tea was waiting to be served.]

[twisted_baroque]

[hey Ashura, there's two people entering your room now: a probably-more-stressed-out Felix and an unconscious Dextera. seems that rummaging around in the mute's head had...unexpected results.

feel free to stick the derp anywhere. he's not going to be waking up soon.]

[wishmadeinfire]

[He rises with alarm, coming out to help take the boy since he was stronger than Felix. He brought him over and lay him out on several pillows to get him comfortable.]

What happened to him? What happened to you?

[lord_wizard]

I am fine. I found him in his room.

[He eyes Ashura. He won't say it, but the expression on his face makes it obvious that his lover should know what that could mean, considering their escape from his own dreamspace. And that is obviously a look of concern on his face as he watches Ashura arrange the boy.]

[wishmadeinfire]

[Ashura catches the look and nods slowly, hurrying to get the boy situated and comfortable.]

Poor thing...