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 Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 2:52 pm
This is Zarya Maeve's chamber. A window and balcony extends from it, and the window is nearly always open. A tree is underneath the window. Nothing is extremely unusual about the room, nor does it look like Zarya has redecorated it.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 2:55 pm
Zaya walked into the room, shifted, and shrugged off her cloak, throwing it over the desk chair. She stood their for a moment, fishing through her bag. She found a loose, scarlet shirt and black pants to change into. The back of the shirt dipped down and criss crossed to allow view of her tattoos, and she bound up her hair. She then took the luxury of the balcony and stood, looking over her view.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 3:22 pm
Richter knocked on the door of Zarya's Chamber in hope that she would answer.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 3:30 pm
"Come in!" Zarya called from the balcony, looking back towards the door before going to the doorway between the room and the balcony.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 3:37 pm
Richter stumbled into the room still drenched with sweat.
"Zarya you are the only person I can tru.. Know at the moment and I once again require your help."
Richter tells Zarya of his past ((Check Richter's Chambers)) and asks for her help in ridding him of his nightmare.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 3:43 pm
Zarya listened and sighed, her brow furrowed again. "Dreams...are fickle things. I don't deal with them anymore. Sleep isn't exactly a nessecity for a Dematsari," She said, turning away to look at the night sky. "I haven't dreamt since...since I was nineteen," She said, biting her tongue. "How long ago was this?" She asked.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 4:05 pm
Richter looked at her and sighed.
"Three years ago... Can you help me get rid of my dream? It's tearing me apart."
Richter is becoming distressed and on edge he once again sees the figure of Elenore behind Zarya.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 4:32 pm
"I..." Zarya sighed, knowing she couldn't do anything directly. She was not one of the dream healers of the tribe, like her aunt was. "Here," She said instead, going over to her bag and pulling out a small silver flask. "This should help you sleep. It induces a sleep strong enough that you won't dream at all," She said, handing it to Richter.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 4:40 pm
Richter took the flask and inspected it closely, then quickly opened it and drank its contents. Within seconds Richter was asleep on the floor.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 4:42 pm
"I didn't mean now!" Zarya cried before laughing. She scooped Richter up and laid him on the bed. She watched him for several minutes before she pulled up a chair and began to read a book.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 4:53 pm
As Richter slept for once he did not dream of Elenor or anything for that matter he was thinking. [Zarya why do you help me? I'm nothing but a broken man, yet you let me carry on living.] Whilst laid on the bed Richter began to toss and turn until he eventually fell off the bed.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 5:02 pm
Zarya raised an eyebrow as Richter fell off the bed, and she looked over her book. The one drawback she could see to this kingdom was the endless night. It made it difficult to tell time. "Are you alright?" She asked, in the hopes that he was awake.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 5:06 pm
Richter was still asleep and so did not answer but he was still moving in his sleep.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 5:16 pm
Zarya sighed and pulled a blanket off of the bed. She wrapped it around the space that Richter was in to prevent him from hurting himself. Then, she shook his shoulder a little roughly. "You need to wake up," She said softly.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 5:22 pm
Dazed Richter wakes up to Zarya over him. [What the, did we? Why is she in my room?]
"Z-Zarya w-why are you in my room? And why are we on the floor?"
Richter slowly sits up and rubs his head.
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