The Dream Realm - WTF NOT FUNNY, GAIA

[prolixity]

((Annnnd, before I go to bed - Velocity and Tomoe grew.





... Discworld, isn't it, Morgan?))

[Wenyuan]

((... *thinks hard*

Argel...fraster...? No, isn't that soap?))

[Lady_Morgan123]

((*Tackles Wen.* You are so my hero!!! It might be in discworld, but I got it from the Enchanted Forest Chronicles.

Edit: Yeah I'm pretending it was soapy water.))

[Wenyuan]

((*finds book, checks, swells up proudly* whee Lemon and soapy water! I read those so long ago, I barely remembered. But there was something about lemon and soapy water that stuck in my mind.

...Mmm, Lemon. *reminded that he bought Lemon essential oil today* Now THAT would be powerful melting.))

[prolixity]

((Hah, I knew I'd read it somewhere. You're right of course.

*zings off to bed* Night folks. Thank you. Very, very, very much.))

[Wenyuan]

((Night, Prox-dono~ Don't worry, when you get back, there'll be 20 more pages you'll never be able to read through in one day! biggrin *just scaring you*))

[Lady_Morgan123]

((*dances* I love you both! Yeah I just got the box set of the series this winter, first time I've read the series in like 5 years.))

[Viceregal]

Arezou snatches at her chest as though to hold back her heart. "Go back to recover the tea?" Her voice is a hissed whisper wrought with fear. The features of her face become ashen. "Oh...no Wenyuan." Her eyes wander to the window, her gaze fixed on a vision far beyond them, to something no one else can see.

"You are interested?" Ephemere pipes, quivering ever so slightly as his eyes remain trained upon Vialle. Ten'ato's voice brings him back to himself and he resumes his earlier aplomb. "Curiosity is ever the spark of intelligence. " He finds a comfortable perch with which to listen to Ten'ato and watch Vialle. He is apparently impressed and fully trustful that the nightmare knows what he is talking about. Ephemere is already invisioning sessions stretching out in to the future.

In an unconscious act, picked up from watching Wenyuan, Arezou runs her fingers through her hair. For a moment she savors the sensation of her hair as it is runs under the leather of her gloves. It is short lived however, as she reminded that her precious flower is gone. The woman turns to Wenyuan, dropping on her knees beside his leg!

"Something aweful happened when you were away!" Her hands rest on his knee as she looks up at him tearfully. "My flower went away, and I don't know how to get it back!"

The tea...you were supposed to make him tea! that little voice shrieks in her mind, but it's already too late. She's already changed the subject. Again Arezou mentally kicks herself, even through her sniffles.

(uh oh. I'm getting carried away. xp
EDIT: Beautiful art Prolixity and uh...belated good night.
And...my sympathies Wenyuan. I'm particularly horrified of needles. I almost fainted when I had blood drawn. *clings* I hope you have good results for...whatever you are having it done for. )

[prolixity]

Wenyuan

((Night, Prox-dono~ Don't worry, when you get back, there'll be 20 more pages you'll never be able to read through in one day! biggrin *just scaring you*))

((Pthblt. I'm used to having 20 pages to catch up on, I have Anen. HQ does that pretty much daily. Can't scare me that way.

*gone for real this time*))

[Lady_Morgan123]

*Vialle blinks and looks from Ephmere to the strange nightmare, a little conflicted. She shifted trying to decide whether listening to a lecture, Aka could babble on for hours when he got going, and sit with Ephmere or not and move somewhere else. Finally she comes to an agreement with herself, she will stay and see how long the "prime minister" will talk for and if its too long she will go.* I am curious. *She replied, which was half true anyway.*

[Wenyuan]

(( xd Before Gaia got weird, I would sometimes have 20 pages to catch up on in Porcelain, so I know it's not that bad. Just a little annoying, sometimes.

Wenyuan: *is happily pocketing Arezou Relationship Points* |3 ))

Ten'ato makes the throat-clearing noise again. "...Although blended with fiction, Romance of the Three Kingdoms depicts a real time and the real people of that time. While it includes the supernatural, many of the feats are mortal, and inspiring to behold."

Meanwhile, Wenyuan cranes his neck to try to get a look at Arezou's face, his own expression slightly concerned but mild as ever. "Although I am ignorant until you tell me more, I feel that there are far more frightening things in this world than ghosts," he says frankly, though the last word is said almost with... amusement.

"Wait... what!?" He draws back a little in surprise at her sudden pleading, then remembers that he is supposed to be in pieces and whimpers as he clutches shoulder, as if he pulled something. "...Your flower... went away? It wilted?" He looks at the spot in her hair where it used to be wonderingly... maybe a little glumly. Maybe not.

"...But you want it back?" he asks, his voice very quiet, tinted with the tone of a slowly growing smile.

[Viceregal]

Arezou nods, her face crumpled in misery. "I even had Ephemere check for me. There's nothing left." A great big tear rolls down her cheek. "I hated it at first." She admits between sniffles, "But as I got to used to it, I began to appretiate the sensations I could experience through it." She wipes away at the tear with the back of a fist. " The sun - like a lovers caress, filling me with contentment and warmth. The breeze fondling it's tenderest of petals when I went for walks." She doesn't seem to realize that these are perhaps intimate details. " I am a child of nature, but I never felt so close to nature until then, and now...now its all gone."

Ephemere again finds his attention wrenched by a woman...but for Arezou it is no sacrifice. "My appologies Ten'ato. I think my Little Elf needs me. We can continue another time? I am extremely interested in this semi-fictional history." As he is about to take off, he studies Vialle again, and offers her an impressive display of scintillating lights and plumage as he bows for her. "Another time my Lotus."

(EDIT: I hate to say this, but I'm going to log off after a few more posts. crying Hungry, tired. 4am. +__+)

[Lady_Morgan123]

*Vialle giggles at Ephmere's display and nods, with her attention less focused she immediately noticed the distress of the little elf.* Of course. I think its time for me to leave anyway. *She replied, you had to take care of your dreamer, she understood that.*

*Morgan, who had almost fallen asleep behind the map, had stood up and was waiting with Akamaru for Vialle to finish her conversation. The trio slipped out quietly.*

((Yeah I so need to go to bed before it gets light out. eek Night guys! Its been fun!!))

[Viceregal]

(*snugs* Nighters Morgan! Sweet dreams...hee hee)

[Lady_Morgan123]

((Lol, I will try. Man, I really need to go, my animals are giving me dirty looks for not going to bed sooner....eep... xd Really night-night now!))