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.]

Comments

[wentdowntogeorgia]

How could either of them forget? Fighting Michael and possibly killing him is tragic inevitability; the only way to end the feud, as there could be no reconciliation. But Gabriel? That had never been part of the plan. What else could he have done, though? Gabriel forced his hand when he took up his blade against him and refused to back down, all for the sake of a planet full of cockroaches.

"You learned a thing or two while you were slumming with the filthy pagans," he replies, tilting his head in a similar manner, a half-mocking mimicry. "I'd say I was impressed, but you'd given me that lovely speech about being in the game and the lie just seems so tasteless in hindsight."

Stepping out onto the court for five minutes and then sitting out on the bleachers for the rest isn't really quite getting in the game.

He huffs when Michael is dragged back into the conversation. "He's alive and angry. Past that, I don't know, we haven't exactly had the chance to sit down for a nice heart-to-heart."

[has_a_horn]

[a million years later...sorry]

It's a relief to know that even if Michael is sulking, he's still alive. He presses his lips together, keeping quiet by force as Lucifer once again insults his pagan family.

He could explain to Lucifer that he has the wrong idea entirely about the reasons behind his stand back at the hotel. He had a plan that created enough of a distraction to get Kali out of there alive. That was the most important thing. Even now, he couldn't kill Lucifer. That was too much to ask. But distract him long enough to manage the situation? That, he is clever enough to do.

He could explain all of that, but he doesn't want Lucifer's opinion on it. Instead, he asks, "So. A interdimensional portal with a bitchy personality opened up and pulled me into and alternate-universe Manhattan. Got any ideas about why that might happen?"

[wentdowntogeorgia]

Risking death for some small god tramp hardly seems like much of a smart plan from where Lucifer is sitting; sure, Gabriel managed to escape death, but he blew a millennia's worth of witness protection going toe-to-toe with one of the few beings who could actually destroy him. For a girl. Gabriel, you romantic, you.

And, really, calling them filthy is Lucifer being considerate; he could say so much worse, if he cared to. They're much like humans with all their pettiness, but have the audacity to presume to call themselves gods. Little brother could do so much better.

"If I had to guess, I'd say you pissed off someone with a well-stocked pantry and extensive working knowledge of spells. I can understand if it might be difficult to narrow down the list, though."

[has_a_horn]

"If it was as simple as a witch with a grudge, I think I'd be able to get back So. Yeah. Stuck in an alternate universe. That's a thing that happened.

[wentdowntogeorgia]

"Who said anything about a witch? It could be one of your little pagan gods. They are notoriously petty and I'd imagine you're not really winning any popularity contests with them these days."

Doubly so if any of them have gotten the memo that Loki and Gabriel are one and the same.

"Though I suppose I'd still expect you to be able to get back, even if that was the case," he tuts softly, his expression shifting into one of gentle, slightly mocking reproach. "Maybe you're just losing your touch."