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

[theoldgirl]

For the moment she ignores Gabriel's questioning confusion, preferring to focus on Johnny. At least she seems to have managed to cheer him up, and he is obviously just so glad to be here with them. With both of them, she has to concede. Clearly Gabriel has been exceptionally good to him and there's no denying that he does genuinely care about the boy, just as much as she does.

And he doesn't even understand why she's upset. Even as he makes room for Johnny he's still nudging at her, a little lost, a little anxious. Knowing how futile it is to be angry with him, and not wanting to sour the atmosphere for Johnny's sake, she gives a mental sigh and prods back. It has an air of resignation at first, but the cuddling and Johnny's enjoyment of it are quite nice, so she allows herself to be entreated. Once Johnny has gotten comfortable, she scoots down a little as well, nudging her arm around his shoulders until she can entangle her fingers in Gabriel's hair. There, peaceful companionship is much better for everyone than disconcerting mistrust, she supposes.