And the Boats Drift On [Open to All]

[applesaucemod]

The water is calm, and the night sky is filled with stars. The only light is natural: a patchy, bioluminescent glow coming from the water below, and the bright swath of the Milky Way above. It's not much, but it's more than enough to see by.

The dreamers will find themselves sitting in their own little rowboats, each stocked with two oars, a length of rope, some cushions, and a little picnic basket full of snacks. There is no visible shoreline, but it won't take the dreamers long to realize theirs are not the only boats in this shallow sea. Anything stirring in the water, be it fish or paddle, causes phosphorescent plankton to glow a bright blue, so there isn't really anywhere to hide.

Feel free to paddle around and visit the other dreamers, perhaps tying your boats together and sharing your snacks in an impromptu picnic. Or you could go for a swim - the bioluminescence makes it difficult to see the bottom, but it's not too terribly deep, so the risk of drowning is all but nonexistent. This setting, unlike the last one, isn't actively out to kill you. Or you could simply lie back and look at the stars.



[ooc: Same drill as always, folks. All are welcome, regardless of whether or not your character is in the game. Characters may remember or forget dream shenanigans at the player's discretion.]

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[dustonmyfeet]

She can't see the pacifying gesture or the thing poking through her food (and maybe the latter is just as well, because what), and she can't rely her on her usual means for judging truth, but if this girl is Fire Nation, she's not really following the same M.O. There's no reason not to believe her.

So Toph frowns, hands tightening on the sides of the boat. "What's around us? And how big is this thing?"

"This thing" meaning the boat. And if there's any land around here, she'd really like to know.

[heysoulsister]

… Oh. Shit. She's blind. (Though for what it's worth, she wouldn't be able to see Aiden even if she wasn't.) Jodie drops her hands, then raises one so she can scrape it through her hair.

"It's just ocean as far as I can see." And as far as Aiden can scout, but Jodie's not about to mention that little detail. "We're both in rowboats, and neither of them are very big. Yours is…" she tilts her head, considering, "ten feet long, more or less." She also elects not to mention the picnic basket; she doubts the girl's hungry, and it's not as if Aiden saw any dramamine during his little investigation.

"I'm Jodie," she offers. The temptation to ask if this kid came through the rift is pretty strong, but she holds off for the moment.